1533, there should always be a story for future generations to see
"Isn't that the god of war?"
"What are they doing there?"
The headquarters of the Wumeng City is built in Yanjing City, and Yanjing City is monitored in all directions, and the four people who rose across the sky on the outskirts of the city are naturally particularly eye-catching.
At this time, in the headquarters, the bizarre behavior of Nie Nantian and the others attracted all the people who were immersed in great sorrow. Everyone was wondering what Nie Nantian was going to do.
And among the doubts of everyone, the Japanese sword god Aoki Chuan, looking at the four tall and majestic backs in the picture, sighed in a deep voice: "They are going, Zhan Yan Demon." ”
What the?
Aoki Chuan's words made everyone in the audience tremble.
Damu, the master of martial arts in the United States, looked at the backs in the video, and his heart was suddenly full of admiration.
He was born in the military, and it was an honor to sacrifice for the country when necessary.
At this time, if Damu had the strength of the ground level, he would inevitably follow Nie Nantian and the others.
But he didn't, all he could do was to stand here, watching the God of War, Sword Master and others, walking towards the unknown abyss.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I suggest that this last battle, do your best and broadcast it worldwide. ”
"We want to let the world know that the enemy is very strong, but there are still people who have bravely stood up and made the last effort for the world!"
Dahm's proposal was agreed to by everyone in an instant, and no one objected.
So, within a few minutes, the drone shooting team and even the satellite shooting equipment were all activated.
The world's TV stations, news media, and even major online audio-visual platforms have all cut to the same picture.
In the picture, there are four men, like the bravest warriors in the world, with knives and swords, rushing to the most cruel battlefield.
At this moment, they are holding the moon with stars, and they are all watching.
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"Fellow citizens, just half an hour ago, the hydrogen bomb with a yield of 50 million tons, which we had planted with all our might, exploded. The Firedemon was affected, but unfortunately, it did not die. ”
"The Flame Demon is still alive, and the crisis in this world is not over. ”
"But please don't despair, don't cry. ”
"Because there are still people who are working hard for the world. ”
"Whether they succeed or fail in the end, they are all our heroes, warriors of the whole world. ”
"Please remember their names. ”
"They are, Nie Nantian, the god of war in Huaxia, the Sword Saint, Mo Wuji"
"Gun King, Ho Xilai"
"Lord of Western Europe, Sutton"
"They will take the last hope of humanity and start a final battle with the Enma. ”
"People on TV, whether you're from China, or Soviet Russia, or the United States, whether you're from Asia or the Americas, whether you're Caucasians or you're yellow. At this moment, please bless you and send them all your blessings. ”
"Together, let's wish them success and triumph"
On the television, the host broadcast this tragic scene to people all over the world in an unusually deep voice.
In Yanjing City, He Mingyu had just returned home when he saw his father's proud back with a gun on TV.
Almost instantly, He Mingyu was stunned.
He finally knew why his father suddenly called him to go for a walk with him, and he finally understood why his father said that he would not come back for dinner in the evening.
It turned out that the man was saying goodbye to his son in his own way.
Tears flowed down unconsciously, and inadvertently, He Mingyu was already in tears.
It was only at this time that He Mingyu remembered that the He family's marksmanship, his father had not completely taught him?
"But Dad, my son is proud of you!"
He Mingyu stood in front of the TV, crying and whispering.
Qin Yun had already returned to her residence at this time, looking at the scene on the TV, and her mood suddenly became inexplicably heavy.
Has it finally come this far?
"God of War, Juggernaut of Swords, Sutton, I hope you can succeed!" Qin Yun also prayed for them.
China, the land of Western Xinjiang.
At this time, Jiu Jian Immortal also opened the spatial barrier as usual, allowing Chu Yulin, Lei Lao Wu and others to go to the town outside to relax, watch TV, and pay attention to current affairs.
And apparently, they also saw the global broadcast at this time.
After all, the success or failure of this time will be a matter of life and death for the earth.
Ren Yuqing and they also came out, as well as Xiao Yuqi, except for the Wine Sword Immortal, everyone in the Immortal Palace ran to the town at this moment, paying attention to this much-anticipated battle.
This war is destined to tug at the heartstrings of seven billion people around the world.
Many people understand that, perhaps, this will be the last line of defense for mankind.
If they are defeated, this world, in front of the fire demons, will have no obstacles.
When the time comes, Huaxia Yanjing, New York, USA, the most prosperous place in the world, will be trampled under the feet of the fire demon.
"Mr. Chu, are you back?"
While everyone was watching the global broadcast intently, Chu Yun didn't know when he had returned.
After all, he didn't find the rhyme of the piano and returned in vain. After learning that everyone went to the nearby town to watch the live broadcast, Chu Yun also came over.
Lei Lao Wu found out about Chu Yun's arrival, and Chu Yun made a silent gesture to him, signaling him not to be polite, so as not to disturb others.
At this time, Chu Yun found that Ren Yuqing was no longer crying.
He walked over and took her from behind with pity, leaning on and comforting him.
"Brother Yun, Uncle Nie, they will succeed, right?"
"Huaxia will be fine, Yanjing will be fine, and my father will be fine" Tears couldn't help staying, Ren Yuqing at this time, in Chu Yun's arms, cried like a child.
Chu Yun hugged her and comforted her softly: "Well, it will win." ”
"God of War, they will definitely win!"
"Definitely!"
Chu Yun's expression was firm, and there was a firelight in his eyes.
At that moment, Chu Yun also had an impulse in his heart, he really wanted to rush over and fight side by side with the God of War, fight to the death with the Flame Demon!
However, just when Chu Yun's thoughts became more and more intense, a gaze fell on Chu Yun.
Chu Yun turned around and saw Yu Qi's pretty face that was almost begging.
"Brother Yun, don't" Xiao Yuqi shook her head at Chu Yun uncontrollably, her beautiful eyes were already red.
Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, as well as these bloodline relatives around him, Chu Yun's palms were clenched tightly, and in the end, he still let out a long sigh and gave up that crazy idea.
Chu Yun didn't know when he didn't have the courage to disregard life and death that he had before.
In the land of Western Xinjiang, Chu Yun and the others were silently cheering for the God of War and others. In other places, there are also voices praying for the blessings of the God of War Sword Saint and others.
Songshan Shaolin, Taiji Wudang, there are thousands of Buddhas chanting scriptures.
At the top of Lhasa, the Potala Palace, there are lamas praying for blessings.
Tens of millions of believers walked into the church, clasped their hands in front of them, and prayed in the most pious voice for God to send down the divine light to protect their warriors.
And in Huaxia Shenzhou, wherever those four figures passed, hundreds of millions of people took to the streets, looking up to the heavens to bless them, full of piety, watching their warriors set foot on the battlefield.
In the nine days, those four figures were talking and laughing.
"Haha, God of War, how many people do you say are watching us now?" laughed the Gun King.
"Billions of dollars. The look of the god of war is also so relaxed and casual.
Sutton laughed even more: "Those old things in Aoki River, I guess you have to envy us at this moment." ”
"Haha" Juggernaut also laughed.
"Sutton, have you watched our Huaxia TV series, Journey to the West?" asked the god of war suddenly.
"Journey to the West? Have you heard of the four famous Chinese novels? ”
"Haha, I'm afraid this is a big regret in your life. We have a generation in China, but we have seen it since we were young. It's played all day long in the TV series. But one of the theme songs in it, I particularly like it. ”
"What's that?" the Spear King and the Juggernaut also looked at curiously.
That's it
I want to become an immortal and be happy
Let yourself be right in the beautiful fable
Heaven descended on me between heaven and earth, there should always be a story for future generations to see"
Yes, you and I have walked through the world. If it is an ordinary mortal death, it will be too boring.
Always leave some stories for future generations to see.
In this way, it is not in vain to live in this life!
The wind is howling, and the wind and clouds are raging.
In the hearty laughter of the four people, their figures, across the mountains and the sea, through the sea of people, towards the small island in the Pacific Ocean, quickly approached.
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