The boy with a gun raised his head and repeated it again.

The sword holder pursed his lips tightly, snorted hatefully, and turned his head to look at the middle-aged man: "Uncle! Look at him! This is how it is every time!"

The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Okay! Whoever loses wins, my uncle sees it!"

As he said that, he looked at the boy holding a gun: "You won, but there is nothing to be happy about winning. Xiaozhuang has been practicing sword for a short time. If you lose, you shouldn't."

The boy with a gun was stunned when he heard this, and then bowed and said, "What my uncle taught me is that Yu'er knew he was wrong."

"Haha, Yu'er is brave and rare in the world. If you restore the Chu State in the future, you will become famous all over the world!"

The middle-aged man stroked his beard with a smile.

The boy with a gun and the boy with a sword looked at each other, then hurried forward and asked, "Uncle, how long do we have to stay in this deep mountain?"

"Yes, uncle! How long will it take to get uprising?"

"Don't worry, news came a month ago that Emperor First Emperor's condition worsened, and I'm afraid it won't last long!"

“Is the news reliable?”

"Although I don't know who he is, the news from these years has never been missed!"

Hearing this, Xiang Yu and Xiang Zhuang were overjoyed.

That's right, the young man holding a gun was Xiang Yu, the king of Western Chu, who would be the sword-holder, and the one holding a sword was Xiang Zhuang, who danced with a sword in Hongmen.

As for the middle-aged man, it was Xiang Yu's uncle, Xiang Liang.

Seeing that the two brothers were happy, Xiang Liang waved his hand with a smile: "Okay! Hurry up and practice! The day when the First Emperor died is the time for us to resume Chu!"

"No!" *2
Chapter completed!