Fleeting years without recourse

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Xiang Yu was in a very happy mood when he left the ancient city. Having a bond is equivalent to having a weakness, and having feelings is not worthy of becoming a god. Zhang Liang has already lost to him in essence, so as a god, killing someone who is not blessed by the gods It's so easy for people, it's interesting to play slowly.

'Subshou. '

An ice-blue butterfly flew past Xiang Yu's side quietly, someone's voice sounded beside him, he was very familiar with that voice, as if he had heard it for thousands of years, as if that person had been by his side for a long, long time. Call him like this, but who is that man, and who is Zishou?

There were more and more blue butterflies, but when they gathered together, they suddenly spread out as if they were startled. Under the blue halo, a man with long green hair was riding on the back of the kunwhale and looked at him at the same time.

Zhuang Zhou? !

Xiang Yu opened his eyes wide. This was not the first time he saw Zhuang Zhou, but the first time he looked at him carefully. He was thin and delicate, and was even more fragile and pale because of the poisoning.

'what do you call me? ' He didn't know why he was so excited to hear the name.

'Zi Shou, it's time to wake up. Zhuang Zhou on Kunjing's back looked at him and sighed faintly, the faint blue light in his palm caught off guard and entered between Xiang Yu's eyebrows.

Xiang Yu's eyes widened in astonishment in mid-air, his headache was splitting, something was clamoring to break out of the ground, it was a memory that even he didn't know where to bury it, many people, many things, and those two he personally buried just now girl.