Chu Ge's voice is not scattered, the feathers are deep, do not feel that Chu Ge, the majestic voice seems sad, the hero's end is too much.

"The mountains are uprooted, when the unfavorable is not dead, the camel is not dead, love what, love how to love, love how to love Ning Nai?"

Yang Yuhuan's dance gradually stopped, her left hand gripped the sword hilt, her right hand pined the sword, and danced again, but it was more gentle.

"Your majesty, there is a song in the concubines."Yang Yuhuan's voice was light, and he groaned again and again.

He pinch the wine, lift the wine, and drink with a big mouth.

"Qin soldiers have been a little, the embattled voice; the king is full of spirit, the concubine how to talk about life——"

The huh –

The sword was flying in the light, and the blood marks on the slender neck were flying.

The pain shouted, “Oh my God, why do you treat me so much, God...”

Yang Yuhuan fell on the bosom of Xiang Yu, the white palms stained with blood, gently touched on the cheek of Xiang Yu: "Your Majesty, Li Shimin did not touch me, I have only belong to you all my life..."

He cried and cried, “I know, I always knew!”

“My...man...my...my...Aran... the king... mine...”

The blood on the white palms of the hands is mixed with the water flowing slowly.

Xiao Mei Mai sat on her knees next to Xiang Yu, silently watching Xiang Yu tightly hold this tool that had completely cold, and then hardened the body.

"I have thought of using all kinds of anxious, turning over the queen, but I never thought that today, when I saw her die in front of my eyes, my guile will be so painful..."

The plume is very tight, as if to integrate Yang Yuhuan's body and his body.

After a long time, the rabbi asked, “Do you want to kill yourself?”

"No—" Xiao Mei's face was full of touching smiles, but tears were in tears: "The queen is dead, from now on I am your queen, I will accompany you for the last stop."

Xiao Meiji fell to her knees, hands Pinto that mouth of Yang Yuhuan's sword: "My king, you are the greatest god of war since ancient times, you are dead, you can only be on the battlefield, my king, I will accompany you, with you to die on the battlefield!" 」

...

It was already dawn, and when Xiang Yu came out with Yang Yuhuan's cold body, he counted Jiang Song and Ji Bu on the left and right, and only 28 rode.

Xiao Meijie looked at her enviously dead, but Yang Yuhuan in the head of the project, took a deep breath, walked over, and hugged Xiang Yu tightly.

And that body that was already hard.

"Sad, I will take a step first, but I will be where you can see it, and beat the drums for you, my king, you are the strongest man in the world!"

Xiao Mei Mai left, and he turned and walked down Kunlong Mountain.

Jiang Song knelt in front of Xiang Yu, his head pressed to the soil on the ground: "Your Majesty, they are all gone, the courtiers can't stop them!"

The tip of the plume's nose still seemed to have the smell of Xiao Meimei, and he nodded, "It's okay, look for firewood and burn."

A total of 30 people, seven hands and eight feet to find firewood together with the burning of Yang Yuhuan's body, the Yu Yu tears silently, not a word.

By this time, the sky was already bright.

Xiao Mei Mai went down the mountain, and Liu Zen, who was guarding here, reported it to the emperor for the first time.

Fusu was very surprised, asked people to bring this woman over, Xiao Meiji solemnly salute the monarch.

“Your majesty is merciful, and the king is dying, and his majesty’s people who want to come after him praise his majesty for his kindness or brutality.”

Fu Su said nothing, staring at the trapped Longshan, from the beginning to the end did not see Xiao Mei Mai, after half an hour, Fusu said: "Chufei has any requirements, are satisfied."

“Oh!”

The emperor's eam.e. was passed down, and no one dared not obey it.

Trapped on Long Mountain, the plume across the wuji horse, the hand-held dragon broke the city, the sunrise was raised at the beginning, the project looked at the day of the day, looking at the ginger pine, Jibu, and the twenty-eight riding: "This day also died, not the crime of war, I personally led you down the mountain, cut down the Qin army commander, cut down the Qin army commander!

No one spoke, there was no loud scream, and last night these people were still there, and they had said it all.

“Shut up – down the mountain!”

Fu Suli in the distance, thirty-one riding impact nearly six thousand 700,000 Qin army - how? the ants in the world, the star fire in the sun and moon stars.

But at this moment, the wind hunts, and the sky is full of clouds.

“Oo, wolvele—”

The King is coming!

Between the waves, the heavens and the earth tremble, and the mountains tremble.

The Xiangyu killed the Qin army array, the invincible posture pushed the eight deserts, and the war broke out, as if there was an infinite power to open the earth.

Kill ten people, kill 100 people in ten steps!

The corpses were stacked on the mountain, the king's roaring nine heavenly gods were in fear, and the nine-sand-a-world house frightened the demon king trembled.

"The commander of the Great Qin forbidden military school captain Wan is in

This is the death of the feather—”

In the chaos of the army, a member of the thugs rushed out, the hand-held war roared up, and the throttle of the dragon broke the city - huh!

The horse exploded.

"Look, I killed a member of Qin General for you!" Xiang Yu stared at the Qin army under the flag, bursting a drink and rushed forward, and the face of Tianlong broke the city's face with a hundred people.

"Hang-" The military flag suddenly collapsed, and the Qin army will be turned over to the ground, and the man panicked: "Your Majesty, don't kill me!

"Wang Chu?" laughed Xiang Yu, and the dragon broke the city without mercy."

“Hush—”

"Go, kill it!" said Xiang Yu, who wanted to point out that no one could stop it!

“Your Majesty—”

“Your Majesty—”

“Your Majesty—”

“Your Majesty—”

“...”

Around the fusu, many warriors have invited to fight.

“Irene to have the confidence to kill the feathers?” asked Fusumeran.

“I swear to kill!”

“Kill the choir!”

“...”

"Well—" Fusu shouted, "Leader the whole army, kill the feathers!"

“The Emperor has orders to kill the feathers!”

“The Emperor has orders to kill the feathers!”

The sound of water is pouring over.

Many of the fierce leaders led by Li Cunxiao will suddenly kill the past.

If there is a ghost in heaven and earth, then you should cry and howl; if there is a god in heaven and earth, then you should cry at this time!

All the grievances are over!" Li Cunxiao both held Yu Wang, violently hit, almost to the world to be through.

“Bombing—”

The two men fought together (this battle, do not want to write the explosion of system attributes, see here the book friends know which of the value of the force can reach to what extent, is now May 11, 2018 at 3:29 a.m., from yesterday at 9 o'clock in the morning, I have been writing now, the door has not gone out, had to accept a reality, the story of Daqin is about to be completed).

After ten rounds of confrontation, Li Cunxiao was overturned by the feathers, and the Tianlong broke the city in the feathers.

“I’m coming—” A blue dragon swollen, swallowing half a round of the moon in his mouth.

“The throttle—”

The power of the broken city of the dragon is shaken open, and the white dragon is like a martial god, and the green dragon is falling, like a mountain.