Different from the previous dance, the dance before the battle was more about the encouragement and worry of the beloved, while today's dance is more about the determination and long lasting melancholy.

Even she, a weak woman who came with the army, had already felt the disadvantageous situation of the war, and knew that the danger of this time was different from that of the past.

With long sleeves flying, the big red dance skirt turns out a circle of swaying red waves, just like the rich peony blooming quietly in the morning.

However, without waiting for the only spectator to enjoy the beauty, the sword in front of the case has already appeared in the hands of the woman.

When the sword came out of its sheath, it was like a bend of autumn water. Under the clear and cold moon, the water light rippled open, illuminating the eyes of the two people.

The red blood gushed out and dyed the sword red, which could be regarded as a token of their love.

At this time, the spinning dance steps lost their organization, leading the dancers to fall down.

Fortunately, a second before the woman completely fell to the ground, the man sitting behind the table in dismay and shock finally jumped up and took her back into his arms.

Xiang Yu looks at the blood flowing from his beloved's neck at a loss. He wants to touch it, but he is worried that it will hurt him, just as he has been indecisive and indecisive for many times in the past.

This Xiaoxiong, who did not cry when his country was broken or when he was defeated, could not stop his tears at this moment.

"I have said that it will never be a drag on you." Concubine Yu hurt her throat. Her words were weak and hoarse. If she didn't listen carefully, she couldn't hear clearly.

"You are not a burden to me, never have been."

Yu Ji laughed: "I can't go back to Jiangdong with you to meet your folks. Promise me to take hui'er and Hao'er back and let them meet you instead of me."

Hui'er and Hao'er were the two brothers who followed concubine Yu at that time. Later, they followed Xiang Yu to become a member of the army, accompanied Xiang Yu to fight East and West, and made great achievements.

"Well, well, I promise you, I will take them back."

"Wang, I'm a little cold. Hold me, OK?"

"I hold you, I hold you, I hold you all the time."

Yu Ji's lips were slightly crooked, so she wanted to reach out and touch Xiang Yu's face, but she couldn't do it. When she was about to touch her lover's face, she suddenly fell to the ground.

The flickering fire and candle in the tent kept burning and made a beeping sound, but there was no sound except the bleak songs of Chu outside the tent.

I don't know how long later, I just heard a patter, a drop of crystal tears quietly dripping, hit the woman's cheek in my arms, and then followed the woman's cheek to slide, mixed with the blood dripping before * * the ground.

The generation of overlord who held the woman tightly fell into tears in silence, and then the silence turned into choking, and then the choking turned into wailing and roaring.

It is similar to the roar of a trapped beast imprisoned in a cage. It is hoarse and desperate, low and crazy, which makes people moved but dare not approach easily.

Because everyone knows that in such a desperate moment, anyone who dares to approach the desperate lion who has lost all his expectations may be strangled by him.

The light in the tent struck the man, casting a long and desolate shadow.

I do not know how long, the entire studio finally sounded the director's belated shout: "card, very good, too!"