This is a paradise. Even though it is now full of weeds, the exquisite fountains, unique houses, beautiful lawns and straight roads all show that this place was once a paradise. Even now, the temperature here is constant temperature, the equipment that maintains constant temperature is still running, and the motor units that maintain power are also operating normally.

Perhaps there were many people here, but now there is only a unique house left. All the houses are in different styles, the only one with the same house is the material of the house: the same color of glass. Unfortunately, as time passes, the glass is no longer bright and dyed with a layer of gray.

Long Xiaoqi was lying on the bed, gritting her teeth tightly, tears flowing from her eyes, looking at Zhao Ying, a woman sitting by the bed with a smile on her face!

He never dreamed that he would see Zhao Ying here, nor did he expect that Zhao Ying was still alive. He was still as soft as before, and the martial arts scars on his face were still there, which was shocking. However, Zhao Ying's face looked very bad, and it appeared to be a waxy color, giving people an extremely weak feeling.

"You woman! Aren't you dead? Why are you still alive here?" Long Xiaoqi cried while enduring the severe pain in his chest and cursed: "Do you know what I'm anxious about? If you had known you were still alive, would you be as good as having sex with the ghost soldiers? Laugh! Smile! I'm not happy with you, right? I just don't like you, no matter what you do, I only know how to laugh!"

After a slander, Long Xiaoqi showed his true nature. After just a string of scolding, he almost fainted. His body hurt so much that it was unbearable. Something seemed to tear his internal organs.

"Um..." Zhao Ying made a nice nod and said with a smile: "If you want to suck, just suck, but they won't sing to conquer... They... cough cough cough cough... cough cough cough..."

A violent cough sounded, and Zhao Ying, who had not finished speaking, bent down and covered her mouth in pain. The cough caused her whole body to tremble. At this moment, Long Xiaoqi felt that Zhao Ying was like the withered and yellow fallen leaves in late autumn, and would shatter with a slight touch.

"Ahem...puff!"

As he coughed, Zhao Ying spurted out a mouthful of blood. As the mouth of donation was sprayed out, her cough stopped. She picked up a piece of cloth and wiped off the dark red color on her mouth and hands as if nothing had happened.

"You..." Long Xiaoqi looked at Zhao Ying, whose face changed from sallow to flush, with great nervousness.

"Well... I'm really dying." Zhao Ying wiped his hands and said to Long Xiaoqi with a smile: "I didn't lie to you. Maybe a week, maybe a month... I've told you that you don't believe it?"

"What's wrong with the ghost soldier to you?" Long Xiaoqi struggled hard, reached out and grabbed Zhao Ying's arm tightly, and shouted in extreme dissatisfaction: "Tell me, what's wrong with him? I..."

Zhao Ying smiled, her eyes completed two beautiful crescent moons. She reached out and gently covered Long Xiaoqi's mouth, shook her head, and finally let go of her hand, leaned over her bloody lips and kissed her gently on Long Xiaoqi's mouth. This action is intimate and warm, and this is the warmest movement between couples.

"Well... he didn't do anything to me. This is my own injury." Zhao Ying smiled and said in a soft voice: "Didn't I always drink alcohol before? Well... I suppress my injuries with drinking, but I don't drink anymore. Well, I know that you don't like me drinking, actually..."

Long Xiaoqi pursed his lips tightly, drinking to suppress his injuries, Zhao Ying told him, and said he was about to die. He thought that it was just to keep him away from the ghost soldiers, but he didn't expect it to be true!

"I'll find you wine!" Long Xiaoqi turned over and was about to get up.

"Well... it's useless." Zhao Ying pressed Long Xiaoqi and said, "Even if you drink, it's useless. I'm really going to die... But I feel so happy, hahaha... Xiaoqi, I want to ask you a question, can you tell me?"

Long Xiaoqi grabbed Zhao Ying's arm tightly, and tears burst out from his eyes again. He tried his best to endure the choking that was about to come out and nodded vigorously.

"Well... this question is very shy, I..." Zhao Ying glanced at Long Xiaoqi and whispered: "Forget it, don't ask anymore, I know anyway."

Zhao Ying is rare to be shy. She is not a woman who is easily shy. The genius Zhao Ying is such a prominent name internationally, but she is dying and said in person that she is dying. She doesn't lie, nor will she deceive Long Xiaoqi. But at this time, Long Xiaoqi would rather Zhao Ying be a big liar! However, Zhao Ying is definitely not a liar. Her body and her face all indicate that she has reached the bottom of the exhausted oil.

"Let's go! Escape, I'll take you to find a doctor! You won't die, you won't die!" Long Xiaoqiqiang held out of bed, grabbed Zhao Ying's arm and was about to walk out.

He didn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it. He had the will of death to fight the ghost soldier one-on-one, and after half his life was not killed. He was in a lucky and excited time. When he opened his eyes and saw the other party, he was filled with emotion and couldn't help but cry. Zhao Ying was still alive, alive, and was living more happily. Is there anything happier than this? No more, I thought I was dead, suddenly lived, and I saw the person who died for it.

But after a short period of time, a bolt from the blue hit him, causing Long Xiaoqi to fall into despair again in an instant. He knew that Zhao Ying would not lie to him, and he knew that Zhao Ying said she was about to die, so she would definitely die!

No, you can't die, Zhao Ying must not die! Even if I kidnapped the whole world, I will never watch Zhao Ying die! If she dies, what's the point of living? I don't live for women, I don't live for women, no, no... But I must have died for Zhao Ying, the woman!!!

"Well... no!" Zhao Ying hugged Long Xiaoqi and pressed his cheek against his cheek, saying, "I don't know how much time I have, maybe I will die at any time. Xiaoqi, please accompany me here... Look at the beautiful flowers there, can you pick a few flowers for me? Others think I don't like flowers, but in fact it was deliberately disguised, because girls who like flowers will easily see their weaknesses..."

Before he finished speaking, Long Xiaoqi rushed out frantically, enduring the pain in his body. He rushed into the wild flower that Zhao Ying pointed to, knelt heavily on the ground, digging the soil with both hands, allowing the sharp branches and leaves to thrust into the blood.

"ah!!!……"

Long Xiaoqi raised his head high and let out a desperate howl. He was unwilling, he didn't want to, he didn't want Zhao Ying to die!
Chapter completed!