I Only Want to Farm Chapter 294: Freedom, transfer

Chapter 293 Freedom, turning point

Panting, Qin Yu looked at her to comfort her, and then walked over step by step.

"Actually, I've been to New York many times, and I've squandered capital with the money of you two local tyrants, but I never wanted to come here to take a look. My second generation ancestor hasn't done enough."

Qin Yu said these words to Qin Feng and Qin Feng, and his tone was loose and teasing, as always.

Qin Feng glanced at her and said angrily, "My money is enough for you to come here anytime and anywhere to see it for hundreds of years."

Then he stopped talking, turned around and walked to the bridge, looking at the majestic Hudson Estuary in New York in the distance.

As a world-class wealthy father, he only has money left.

I can't save my wife and daughter's money.

Wen Qixin's words are: "You have been tossing around for a while, probably because you want to force us to make concessions. I wish you would continue to be the second generation ancestor, so that you can live happily forever."

Because she did regret it.

What is the use of learning so much? What's the use of inheriting so much?

Wen Liang is gone, and Qin Yu is leaving too.

"Don't think of me so badly, although I am indeed a bad person, if I were to choose again, I probably wouldn't bring this pain to you."

When she really fell into this situation, she realized her mistake.

For the sake of D-1777's mission and her own life, she brought unpredictable pain to D-2345.

This is a mistake, and it is also a warning given to her by the Golden House.

Shortcuts mean taking risks, never think of yourself as smarter than others.

The price she has to pay this time is her life and the indelible pain of Xi Jing and others.

But... "But that's the end of it."

Qin Yu said something thoughtful to the other three who didn't quite understand, but didn't know what else to say. In silence, she helped the car, and when she raised her hand, Xi Jing handed her the handkerchief.

Blood spit on the handkerchief, it was black, with a strong cold breath.

Blood is cold.

Her body also began to grow cold.

She knows what it means...

The last time the lesion happened, the retina seemed to be blurred, with a little bit of black.

But it can still be seen that Qin Feng has turned his back in pain, and Wen Qixin is unwilling to look at her again.

The doctors and nurses wanted to come over, but Xi Jing raised his hand to stop them.

Today, she was the calmest one, and she also got a glance from Qin Yu.

One thousand years at a glance, Xi Jing thought, so he smiled back.

That smile must be ugly, so Qin Yu turned his face away and walked over step by step.

Jiaojiao climbed up to the bridge and said to Qin Yu: "Wait, if you die suddenly and collapse on the spot, I will jump from here."

He was very serious, Qin Yu was taken aback, stared at him for a while, and replied, "Okay."

Jiaojiao smiled and licked her paw.

And Qin Yu walked to the railing.

The Statue of Liberty stands tall and majestic in front of her, with her own torch pointing at the sky, and the broken handcuffs, shackles and chains under her feet.

In the previous moment, she had resigned herself to her fate, but at this moment, she looked at the Statue of Liberty and saw the pinnacle of freedom in this century beyond the border.

Suddenly heard Jiaojiao sobbing.

I also heard the suppressed breathing of Wen Qixin and Qin Feng.

I even heard Xi Jing clenched his palms, the caress of his nails and skin....

There was a gust of wind blowing, and many people on the bridge saw the oriental woman in the snow-skinned red dress closed her eyes, opened her hands, raised her face, and faced the gust of wind.

If a woman in this world looks better in a red dress than she does, then there must be no woman who is more beautiful than her when the red dress is blown by the wind.

That is a gesture of facing freedom and death, as a final farewell to the world.

She was dying, no matter the east or the west, no matter the age, almost everyone has a moment of gratitude.

They stamped their feet and watched from far and near.

Including Rosen who silently came to watch from afar.

But he also seemed to have seen her finally open her eyes, staring at the Statue of Liberty, but looking up at the sky, her mouth moved, as if shouting something.

People nearby heard it.

The wind carried her words.

"If you want me to live, I will live, if you want me to die, I will die. If you are not free, it is my life to fight!"

She is unwilling, she refuses to accept her fate, why!

So what if you take a shortcut, so what if you make a wrong choice! , Nine out of ten must die so what!

She doesn't believe it, she doesn't believe that everything she has arranged will be defeated by a mere mutation of the rules of time and space!

I don't believe that everything she plans step by step, gritted her teeth and endured the pain, would be so vulnerable.

If this is her life, since she was buried alive, from the time she opened her eyes in the small clinic.

The war has already begun.

But it's not over yet.

She said it's not over, so it's not over!

During the last wave of lesions from the virus inside Qin Yu's body, and when her blood became violently cold and solidified, she grasped the handrail tightly, her knuckles stiff, as if she had used her last strength.

She wants to lose one out of ten of the slim chances.

At that moment, she turned around.

Wearing a red dress, she turned her head lightly and glanced back, her blue hair fluttering in the wind. The charm of that look lies in the charming eyebrows and eyes, as well as the soft outline of the corners of the mouth.

Behind her is the Statue of Liberty.

The Statue of Liberty is resolute and unyielding, she is weak and haggard, but surprisingly blends together.

At that moment, there was a faint sound in the golden room.

—Hmm~~?

It is sound, not words, but a sound from far away in time and space.

Like a man and a woman, cold and boundless, mysterious and endless.

Short, puzzled, sigh?

Anyway, Jiaojiao didn't feel it at the time, because he heard the ringtone of the phone first, and Qin Feng's calm but excited voice.

"Breakthrough? Good!"

Transfer, here we come!

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D-1777, let's not talk about how much Qin Yu's disappearance and Jiaojiao's note shocked and worried Xiao Tingyan, and he didn't want to entangle his suspicions, because Xiao Tingyun was ill!

The stage of the disease is accelerating, as if it is about to enter the final level-the color of the blood has changed.

Xiao Tingyan didn't even care about the turmoil outside, he didn't even shave his beard, and he only focused on guarding the sick bed.

She was going to die, and his last relative was going to go too.

Qin Yu disappeared, whether he left because he couldn't be saved, or if he could be saved but couldn't come back in time, he didn't even have the time to think about it.

He only knew that the person in front of him was entering death step by step.

"Young Marshal, we...we did our best." The last doctor who persisted to the end said this with a dejected expression on his face.

Xiao Tingyan lowered his head and waved his hands, "Go out."

Adjutant came to report: "Young Marshal, Commander Wei is here."

"See you ~IndoMTL.com~ behind closed doors."

"Yes!"

Everyone backed out, the door was locked tightly, and the entire Shuai Mansion entered a state of complete martial law and closure.

Outside the handsome mansion, Wei Cang stood alone in front of the courtyard gate, looking up at the tall building.

The wind is cold, and the hair is slightly darkened.

Is she really dead?

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Only the siblings were left in the huge ward. After a long time, there was the sound of crying. When the tears fell to the ground, there was a slight creaking sound. Xiao Tingyan didn't hear it. Just kill him.

He doesn't care anymore.

However, a handkerchief came to him.

(End of this chapter)