Now, I'll lose my life.

If there is an afterlife, if he can remember the experience of this life, he will wear bulletproof vests all the time.

Even if it's a motorcycle, I'll wear it.

The helmet on their face is the best protection to protect themselves.

"Pa Pa......"

"Bang, Bang..."

The sound of bullets.

And dense.

The man never expected that so many plows would come suddenly.

Bai Xianxian sees one of the plows, the one she carried when she came. She still remembers the novelty and fun of sitting on the plow at that time.

But now, after the baptism of blood, there is only one desire left in her mind. She must leave here alive with Li Lingye.

Otherwise, she will not be reconciled even if she dies.

"Let's go." the plow was getting closer and closer to the gunman.

The gunfire is getting denser and denser.

Li Lingye gives instructions weakly.

Then he helped Luo Feng's hand and stood up with difficulty.

The gunman over there has no spare time to shoot Li Lingye.

However, at the moment when Li Lingye stood up, Luo Feng blocked the direction of the bullet for the first time.

The motorcyclist endured Fengtong and helped up the motorcycle with Luofeng. Bai Xianxian naturally took his hand.

Restart the motorcycle.

Four people sat up again.

"What about him?" Bai Xianxian pointed to his companion who fell in a pool of blood.

"Those who will deal with the aftermath, kill the man and avenge him, let's go first." at this moment, the first thing to protect is the living, and then the second.

One is missing from the snow motorcycle. It drives very stably and fast.

Directly left to Mo Qifan.

The wind has been whistling by.

The gunman no longer has the time and energy to kill Li Lingye.

He was alone and was soon surrounded by people on the plow.

Until the motorcycle stopped and Mo Qifan hugged Bai Xianxian, she breathed a long sigh of relief.

Look up at the blue sky. It's beautiful.

The world without gunfire and attack is the purest. She just hopes that they will have a quiet here after they leave.

"Li Shao, are you all right?" the big man has loosened Mo Qifan and turned to hold Li Lingye.

Li Lingye raised his hand and pointed to the direction of the plane, "go."

As soon as the big man bent over, Luo Feng helped Li Lingye, "Li Shao, this is a place of right and wrong. Let's go as soon as possible."

Li Lingye glanced at the big man's back, then looked at Bai Xianxian and Mo Qifan. He didn't want Bai Xianxian to get involved again, "go."

He leaned up and the big man carried him towards the plane.

At this time, the sun finally came out.

The weather is much warmer.

But the party is about to leave this beautiful place like a dream.

If she had the chance, she wanted to do it again.

I don't know if there is such a chance.

Or, no more.

Never again.

Li Lingye left.

After the big man carried him on his back, he left.

Go to the plane.

He's in a bad mood. His poison is getting worse.

Now Li Lingye can only rely on drugs and the temperature on the plane to make him better.

Luo Feng is concerned. At this time, only Li Lingye, who is getting worse, is left in his eyes.

He keeps up with the big man and pays attention to Li Lingye when he is worried.

Mo Qifan also cares about Li Lingye first.

After all, white fiber looks good.

As for the smash on the leg, it's trauma at most. You can take some medicine for a few days.

Bai Xianxian watched a group of four people walk towards the plane, but she didn't lift her step.

Seeing several people walk out of five or six steps, she suddenly turned around and rode on the snow motorcycle again.

Then, quietly started the motorcycle.

Then, the snow motorcycle flew south.

At the end of that direction is the sea.

A sea of countless floating ice.

At any time, the ice can condense into a "land" that seems to move and float in the sea.

Sea.

The former cognition was boundless.

When she got here, she knew that the boundlessness was always relative.

It's a marginal sea.

The edge of the sea is such a world of ice and snow.

From immobility to floating ice and then to cold sea water, the distance is long and short.

Long because she can't see the end at a glance, short because she knows that the sea with floating ice is not far away.

Ride without hesitation.

From the moment she saw Li Lingye on the big man's back, from the moment she took a deep look at Li Lingye, and from the moment she got on the snow motorcycle, she told herself never to look back.

All the things she wanted to say, do and expect, she told Li Lingye and her father.

Dad and Li Lingye are still very close.

Or, if she dies, the world will be beautiful.

Otherwise, she really can't stand the torture of her mother's cause of death.

It's fine now.

No one knows except her.

There will be no quarrel.

Now she finally understands that sentence. Sometimes she doesn't know what it means to be better than to know.

She really wants to know nothing.

But I heard everything.

It was God's worst moment.

I see. It's her endless sorrow.

At this moment, when riding a snow motorcycle, all the sorrows will go.

Speed.

Let go of your speed.

There is only a shallow layer of floating snow on the blue ice.

The feeling of thinner and thinner ice.

She seemed to see the fish swimming under the ice, swimming freely.

If she goes to the sea, if she becomes a fish, she wants to swim around so freely.

But she knew that there were still more dangers in the sea.

Then let the danger come happily.

"Slender..."

"White fiber..."

"Young grandma..."

There was a cry.

as one falls.

Right behind you.

It's in your ear.

In her mind.

She remembered.

Luo Feng, Mo Qifan, Li Lingye.

Well, she should only hate, but she was reluctant to kill his man.

Because of deep love, you can be desperate for him.

She doesn't regret it.

The ice is getting thinner and thinner.

Swimming fish are more and more comfortable.

Ice and fish are all in sight.

The snow colored world is also retreating at a high speed, and then retreating.

"Creak... Creak... Creak..." that was the sound of the ice breaking open.

What breaks and opens is ice flowers, which are scattered on the ice and become a beautiful picture.

Beautiful.

The motorcycle body tilts slightly.

Inclined.

In a vertical moment, she touched the temperature of the water.

It's not cold at all.

When the warmth wrapped around her body, the last sound in her ears was Li Lingye's hoarse "slender".

She'll remember.

Remember in your mind, forever.

The motorcycle sank gently with her.

She closed her eyes and finally could rise and fall freely with the swimming fish.

Still, no regrets.

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