Collection of Huaxia: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten ancient figures

Yu Ji held the sword in her hand and carefully looked at the pattern on the sword.

This sword has always been by Xiang Yu's side.

How many times she went over, held this sword, and danced for Xiang Yu.

But, now, this may be the last time she will hold the sword again.

Xiang Yu sat behind the low table, restrained the struggling and desolate look in his eyes, and drank the stale wine in the glass.

The stimulation of alcohol made him a little sober.

"it is good!"

Following Xiang Yu's response, Yu Ji smiled cleverly, and slowly danced the sword in her hand.

In her hand, the long sword seemed to be integrated with her arm, and as she danced, it surrounded her like a streamer.

This is a sword dance that Yu Ji often dances for Xiang Yu.

It not only has the unique grace of Yu Ji, but also has the domineering spirit of the sword itself.

The long sword came through the air, and then spun along with Yu Ji's skirt.

Yu Ji's red skirt was reflected in the long sword, beautiful and beautiful, as if in a dream.

Xiang Yu looked at Yu Ji in front of him, but his eyes couldn't help turning to other places.

Yu Ji kept smiling, her eyes fixed on Xiang Yu in front of her, with tenderness in her eyes.

Your Majesty has never been defeated.

After the dance, Yu Ji looked at Xiang Yu with a smile.

In the smile, the color of sadness is full.

Yu Ji put the long sword beside her neck, with tears in her eyes.

Seeing this, Xiang Yu immediately stood up, strode across the low table, and stretched out his hand to snatch the sword from Yu Ji's hand.

"Yu!!"

hiss!
The sound of the sword piercing into the flesh sounded, and the surging blood swirled in the middle of the tent along with Yu Ji's skirt.

Then, together with the long sword, it fell to the ground.

The strong smell of blood filled the tent in an instant.

Xiang Yu's hand grabbed Yu Ji's dropped hand and held her tightly in his arms.

"Yu! Why can't you think about it!"

Xiang Yu's body trembled, and for the first time his face showed a little fragility.

The barrage was silent, as if he couldn't bear to disturb this scene on the screen.

The blood from Yu Ji's neck kept gushing out, gradually soaking Xiang Yu's armor.

"My lord, my lord, in Yu's heart, I have never been defeated." Yu Ji finished this sentence with difficulty.

Then he wanted to reach out and touch Xiang Yu's face again.

But before touching Xiang Yu's face, her hand was unable to hang down.

His eyes were closed tightly, and his body gradually became cold.

Xiang Yu froze on the spot, shaking his hands, not knowing whether to hug the person in front of him tightly or let go.

He didn't dare to move, his eyes were open, and there were tears in his eyes, but none of them fell.

He opened his mouth, but there was no sound at all, like a person who lost his voice.

Even though there was no background music or sound in this scene, the eyes of the audience in front of the screen were red.

"It's so amazing to appear on the stage, why did it make me feel so distressed when I died!"

"I've run out of tissues. Is this Farewell My Concubine? I can't see beauty, only sadness, and the pain of parting."

"Only when the pain reaches the extreme, Xiang Yu will not make a sound at all. The extreme pain in the heart cannot be resolved by shouting."

"I'm crying, King Xiang, why don't you cry out, I can feel better after crying out, you are so helpless, so silent, it makes my heart ache."

"Old thief Lin Yi, woo woo woo woo woo, why did you lie to my tears?"

"How many people can understand this kind of pain, it's too contagious."

"King Xiang is clearly sad to the extreme, I really can't take it anymore, I want to cry hard."

In the center.

Director Sun turned his back and remained silent.

"Old Sun, are you crying?" Director Xu's voice sounded behind Master Sun.

Director Sun quickly wiped away his tears and turned to look at Director Xu, only to see Director Xu and Director Li lowering their heads to wipe their tears.

"You don't have both. Alas." Director Sun sighed, and then looked at the screen again.

"Why didn't he shout out? At this time, shouldn't he shout out?"

Director Xu took a deep breath, holding back the sadness in his heart.

"Hey, at this time, the morale of the army is low, and the leader of the army is crying in his tent. This means that the army is about to lose."

"This will definitely cause the army's morale to drop drastically. If he doesn't cry, he is crying to the extreme."

Director Li wiped away his tears, smiled and said, "Lin Yi is such a good boy, he even lied to the tears of us old guys. This scene is not like the traditional concubine Yu singing goodbye to the king. This scene is too realistic and sincere." .”

Director Sun secretly wiped away his tears again.

"Who said it wasn't."

Yu Ji's blood gradually condensed on Xiang Yu's armor, and Xiang Yu sat on the ground holding Yu Ji's gradually cooling body.

He was silent, lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, he moved his body and raised his head slowly.

The camera was right on Xiang Yu's face, and that face was already covered with dry tears.

In those eyes, red blood streaks were clearly visible.

Xiang Yu slowly stood up holding Yu Ji's body.

He was always steady, but when he stood up, he stumbled.

Xiang Yu took a deep breath, then put Yu Ji on the couch, and put her self-defeating sword back into his scabbard.

Then he stretched out his hands to straighten Yu Ji's clothes and hair, and then slowly carried her out of the tent.

Outside the tent, there were soldiers on duty. Xiang Yu lowered his eyes, and when he walked past the two of them, he said in a low voice, "Don't tell anyone about what happened tonight."

The soldier lowered his head and responded in a low voice.

Xiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked not far from the barracks.

The embarrassment has stopped, but the torches that lit up around the mountain have not been extinguished.

He is still surrounded by Liu Bang, and he may be defeated and die at any time.

It was late at night, and the cold wind in the night made his heart feel cold.

Xiang Yu took off his cloak, wrapped Yu Ji up, and put it aside safely.

He found a place and forcibly dug a hole in the ground with his own hands.

Xiang Yu picked up Yu Ji and remained silent for a long time. He took off the jade pendant he was carrying with him, opened his cloak, and put the jade pendant in Yu Ji's hands.

"You wait for me, and I will take you back to Chudi."

Xiang Yu's voice was very soft, as light as a gust of wind.

He put Yu Ji into the pit, buried her, and then sat beside him, silent.

Tonight's style was extraordinary, and the bloody smell on Xiang Yu's body gradually dissipated with the wind.

The weeds hit Xiang Yu's armor, making a slight sound.

Afterwards, Xiang Yu heard another sound besides the wind, the sound of someone walking slowly on the grass.

The voice came from behind him.

Xiang Yu turned slightly and looked behind him.

But he saw someone he hadn't seen in a long time.

Lin Yi stood behind Xiang Yu, and nodded to Xiang Yu.

"See you again, King Xiang."