The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

Chapter 4635 tears

The message of nearly one hundred and five crosses was split twice before the transfer was completed. Then, Wang Rui re-forwarded several articles, but all the high school students with mobile phones received the text message from Wang Rui.

The chords went ahead, and Ye Jian, who once again danced the sword, began to "deep ambush", or dance for the comrades who sacrificed, and the sadness remained.

And Wang Rui’s mobile phone text message reminder “Drip” keeps ringing, Wang Rui sends a “Ye Jian performance to start, later to say” message to the three fastest responding students, let the text message keep ringing, she also Did not pay attention to it.

Not yet in good shape, just a prelude, she has been absorbed by the old school's sword dance.

Not only Wang Rui, the host Jing Wei, the teacher of Xiang Da, who was watching next, and more than 1,300 military training students were attracted by the figure dancing on the court.

The song became a accompaniment, no longer at home, the real home is the stage of the sword in the middle of the stage, the tension of the sword and the arrogance of the sword with the cold light of the sword, the soldiers in the sand field, the drums thunder, the horn blew, When the sword is empty, the two armies will not die until the blood flows into the river...

The sword shadow is heavy, murderous, the battlefield battle, the generals enter the levy, the soldiers charge, keep the soil!

kill! war!

Blood splashes, hoarseness.

"The power of the mountain is full of enthusiasm in the world, when it is unfavorable, it will not die."

Someone cried, tears were falling, some people looked at it, and my heart trembled and shivering. Some people put their wrists on their lips and bite them with their teeth, pressing down the tears in their eyes, and others closed their eyes, and they were so sad that they would not dare to Take a look.

There was a long sigh, and the long screams brought everyone's emotions into another time and space. One song was danced one second before, and the next second was smashed with erhu, the voice was sad, and then there was The dancers’ swords are so violent that the students who try to suppress the tears can’t help it anymore... The tears burst out.

The snoring suddenly began to "snap", and at the end of the last difficult time, when the last general died but did not regret it, the string sounds tragic and sorrowful for the generals and soldiers who died in battle.

The figure dancing in the field seems to have gradually lost strength, from sudden to bleak, because... the general is dead, the people cry...

The snoring gradually fell, and there was a zither sound. It was a girl who played a melodious guzheng. It was no longer a "faceless ambush", but a "spring flower autumn moon". After the fierce battle, it ushered in the world peace, ushered in the prosperity of the world.

When Ye Jian took back the long sword, the melodious zither also slowly fell, and the surrounding was quiet, only the low sobbing came.

Wang Rui slammed her mouth, and her tears had already made her makeup cry.

The partner's eyes were red and red, and he had no words for a long time, and even forgot to take his own appearance.

The mobile phone text message "Drip" came, and I was shocked and rushed up a little, and I almost missed it!

Wang Rui also followed, and said: "My high school classmate Ye Jian, three years have not seen, you gave me a big surprise! I cried in tears below, should you be comforting me? It."

When the words were lost, the male host, Jing Yi, immediately cooperated and was surprised: "So, you just cried and didn't tell me, our leaf instructor is your high school classmate?"

Adjusting the breathing of the leaves, I was looking forward to the high school old classmates who came to see her crying makeup, and she smiled slowly.

J5, my comrade-in-arms, you are guarding them to cry for you tonight, and she finally knows why you and thousands of heroes have no fear of sacrifice.

Because of them, because of the guardian, what fear is there?

At 2:30 in the morning, I climbed up the code word, three hours... four thousand words, why the wood has exploded, because Qingyun typing is really slow and slow, slow and likes to delete and change.

There are still 4,000 words in the eight thousand words update. I will climb the bed and sleep, and write again during the day.

I still need to go out to work in the afternoon, and I will climb up and write again.

(End of this chapter)