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"Yuji, my uncle asked me to speak before the battle, but I am afraid of speaking in front of a group of people, I am afraid of forgetting the words..."

"Huh? Didn't your uncle have all written the manuscripts for you? You directly—? Are you afraid of being unstable? Well, then don't speak, use your momentum and look! Use your eyes to overwhelm them!"

"Oh! I got it!"

At this point, Xiang Yu understood. From then on, he was reticent in public and his face was paralyzed. He stood there, wearing a black gold armor and a tiger skin and red robe. The force of force would immediately silence thousands of soldiers. .

As long as he simply uttered some commands, as long as he glanced lightly in his eyes, he would definitely not dare to say anything against it.

In the eyes of others, Xiang Yu is more and more like a real general, but in the eyes of Yu Ji—and Ling Yan who is purely playing soy sauce, he is still the one who is nagging in front of her flower pot. He was big, embarrassed and dull, and some lovely men.

In fact, it is a big bulldog who likes to think about things-it will show ferocious teeth and sharp claws to the enemy. When sitting in front of Yu Ji, it will stick out its tongue, scratch the lice, and bask in the sun. Looking at the sun, looking at Yu Ji huhhhhhh.

Changed back to a gentle tone, vaguely the same young man who talked to her to her many years ago.

Well, Ling Yan felt why Xiang Yu at this time was in front of Yu Ji as if he was in front of Bei Mihu-it was just the pet looking at the mistress.

The only difference is that when you change clothes with the witch of your own house, you change a set of meanings. At this moment, Yuji Yuji also changed into a beautiful clay pot with gorgeous patterns painted on it, which was specially selected by Xiang Yu in the trophy. .

At the same time, Yu Ji's body began to become more beautiful——

The egg-round flower buds are covered with two green and white sepals, and the lovely full flower buds hang down on the slender and upright pedicels.

In Xiang Yu's words, she looked like a young girl looking down in thought, Ping Ting stood pretty.

Yu Ji didn't have the slightest feeling. After all, who was not a human, she had no feeling for this kind of thing anymore, but she asked Xiang Yu who was hesitant: "What's wrong? Master Ji?"

At this moment, Xiang Yu scratched his head, and asked hesitantly: "Yuji, you don't want to bloom so early. If the flowers are finished, will you leave me?"

Yu Ji was taken aback for a moment. She, who already had a human form, hadn't really thought about this problem?However, when she watched Xiang Yu look at herself with an imploring gaze, she chose to say the answer: "Master Ji forgot? The little girl is a flower essence."

"Even if the body dies, the little girl will still stay with the adult as a spirit."

She knows, she knows who knows this man best:

This man with a sturdy appearance and a very soft heart, if she were not there, I am afraid he would not be able to hold on?

"Is this really the case?" Xiang Yu, who had forgotten her identity as a ghost, asked seriously: "Yuji, you must stay by my side forever."

"Well, the little girl will definitely stay with the master." Yu Ji nodded, her quiet smile never disappeared when she faced the man.

After all, she was born because of Xiang Yu, and she has always been with this man who looks like a large dog.

For her entire world now, it is this small green garden, full of sunshine, the air is full of the fresh smell of flowers and plants, and Xiang Yu, who was born because of him—this is everything that needs to be told by himself, but he A man who has grown up gradually.

Everything is so beautiful and so easy.

At ease, she has forgotten what cruelty is and what is—

Her mission that she hasn't noticed!

Well, Xiang Yu was tuned and taught by Yu Ji-very emotional, isn't it?

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Chapter 72 The Fall?growing up?Or fate?

As the plot of Xiang Yu and Yu Ji’s strategy for each other is constantly progressing, the so-called [memory process] has reached the time for Xiang Yu to move on.

Xiang Liang died in the battle of Dingtao.

This was the night when Xiang Yu got the news from the autobiography soldiers.

In the tent, he held Yu Ji’s flower pot and cried silently:

"Yuji, uncle... he... is dead..."

"Master Ji..." Yu Ji murmured Xiang Yu's name, and then she was silent, unable to say a word of comfort.

Similarly, Ling Yan as a bystander can feel Xiang Yu’s pain as well.

For Xiang Yu, his uncle Xiang Liang is equivalent to his father.She has been with them for so many years, watching them quarrel, reconcile, quarrel, reconcile again, and the harsh and kind uncle, treating Xiang Yu as a strict father and a loving mother, is tantamount to pulling him up with one hand.

The old man who always said to get rid of Yu Ji, but in fact he never touched him even once, even deliberately took care of him; the old man who was always blown with beard and stared by Xiang Yu; he held his beard when he was happy Laughing old man; the old man who would pat him hard on the shoulder to encourage him when Xiang Yu won the battle; that, the old man who always thought he owed Xiang Yu something...

That serious old man with a gray beard, one of Xiang Yu's most important family members, just left?Never see anymore?

When Xiang Yu realized this problem, an indescribable sourness surged in his heart.

His tears penetrated through the soil and penetrated into Yu Ji's root system without leaking. His sorrow and unwillingness were transmitted to her heart in the same way-making her cry with him.

"Master Ji, what is your uncle's wish?" Yu Ji asked suddenly.

"Destroy Qin!" Xiang Yu said sensibly, with scarlet eyes as if blood was oozing out: "Jian Yingzheng! And everything about him! Destroy it!"

"Then fulfill his wish!" She said the cruel words quietly.

Xiang Yu did not speak again, but clenched his fists.

That night, Xiang Yu grew up completely——

He would no longer cry, and from a young man who didn't know the world and liked to grow flowers and grass, he became a frightening king of Western Chu.

That night, after Xiang Yu's tears, Yu Ji became more beautiful.

The two sepals covering the buds fell off, like a girl with her old clothes removed, revealing the red flowers inside.

The shy and bent body stood upright, and the raised petals were as thin as cicada wings, as bright as red lips, and as smooth as silk.

Plain and elegant coexist with rich beauty-it is impossible to imagine that such a gorgeous flower can bloom on a weak flower stem that looks like a roadside grass.

Yu Ji didn't care about this in the slightest—for her who had dedicated her body and mind to Xiang Yu, the nature of the flowers no longer mattered.

Looking at the growing Xiang Yu, Ling Yan was silent--or, he didn't know what he should judge, and he didn't have the qualification to judge anything.

The next day, Ling Yan saw the soldier who had heard of Xiang Liang's death.

Xiang Yu left the soldier by his side and served as a guard with a halberd.

The man said that his name was Han Xin-an existence that made Xiang Yu sure to go to extinction.

In the second year of Qin II, Xiang Yu led his army to capture Xianyang to Yongqiu, and fought fiercely with Qin Sanchuan County guard Li You. Xiang Yu beheaded Li You in the army, and the Qin army was defeated.

In the same year, Xiang Yu led his troops to rescue Zhao, broke the Qin army.

In December of the same year, Xiang Yu led one hundred thousand Chu army to break 400 thousand Qin army in Julu, which was known as the Battle of Julu.

Xiang Yu became famous in the first battle.