Chapter 1229 The truth is revealed, a generation of heroes!
Most people's faces were full of disbelief, thinking that Zhao Yingtian was making excuses.
Of course, there were also a few people who moved their eyes slightly, looking at the bleeding wound, the old man who was already at the end of his strength, and waiting for him to continue talking.
After all, if it is really for survival, there is no need to kill yourself.
Zhao Yingtian was not emotional at all, as if he was just stating a trivial matter.
"If one day all the people in Daxia are wiped out by foreign forces, then I, Zhao Yingtian, would like to be the last bit of fuel and be subdued by foreign forces."
"It doesn't matter if I bear the infamy of the world, even if I treat them like a dog, I just want to live on my own, and my family will live on."
"If you live, there is hope."
"And if you die, you are dead. No matter how vigorously you die, you are still dead."
"Big Xia's last trace of blood is cut off from our generation."
"I will never allow this to happen."
"I want to let the world know that my Great Xia people not only have the integrity of sacrificing blood and throwing their heads, but also the forbearance of lying down and waiting for revenge."
Inside and outside the square, including the people of Daxia watching in the live broadcast room, the expressions on their faces froze.
No one thought that Zhao Yingtian had such a plan behind his back.
Kneeling on the ground, Zhao Yunliu and the Zhao family, who were heartbroken, all stared at their grandfather, the head of the family, in a daze.
"Grandpa, why have you never told me this kind of thing."
Zhao Yingtian glanced at his most promising grandson in his life.
Shaking his head, he said, "I'm the only one who knows about this kind of thing."
"There is no need to involve you."
"Grandpa has to bear this infamy, but you can't bear it."
Luo Yu stared at Zhao Yingtian, who still had the Zhenguo Excalibur stuck in his chest.
The blood flow has slowed down, and the breath has been extremely weak.
If the other party didn't have a super-level cultivation base, I'm afraid he would have died several times, but it's obviously a flashback, and he won't last long.
He feels that Zhao Yingtian is not lying.
If it is really like what the other party said, it is really completely beyond his expectations.
Such a decision was beyond his imagination.
Zhao Yingtian is not a good person, let alone a hero, but he can definitely be regarded as a lifelong hero.
It is difficult to comment on merits and demerits.
Zhu Wushi stood up and cursed: "Why don't you discuss this with us in advance, so that even if it happens, we have reason to forgive you."
"But now, what is this, how can we believe what you say."
Zhao Yingtian said: "If there is an accident in Daxia, then I will be the last seed of revenge, and there must be no accidents."
"What if I tell you that there is a real ghost among you?"
"And, I say this, not to seek your forgiveness."
Zhao Yingtian looked at his grandson lovingly: "I just don't want what I do to affect my grandson and make my descendants bear a bad name."
"grandfather…"
Zhao Yunliu, a young man who is passionate about guns, his eyes are wet with running water.
"You...why are you doing this..."
"We Daxia will win, we will win!"
Zhao Yingtian said: "Don't talk stupidly, all major forces have revived gods, **** sons emerge in endlessly, and our **** sons are fake."
"What do we win!"
"From the perspective of the past, my move is the only chance to save the great summer fire."
"but…"
Zhao Yingtian smiled wryly, his eyes glanced over the people and other high-level officials, and fell on Luo Yu: "I never thought that the false son of God that we formulated back then turned out to be real in the end."
"And it will become like this."
"God Son Luo Yu is the only variable."
"The old man really didn't expect that he would grow up so quickly."
"This time the great summer catastrophe, so many sons of gods, gods, spirits, and leaders came to kill with artifacts, how can my great summer stop it?"
"But the Son of God still blocked it, as if there was no limit."
Zhao Yingtian thought his plan was perfect.
All the things predicted were correct, but Luo Yu was the only one who was wrongly judged.
"Although the old man's plan failed."
"But it is Daxia's blessing to have such a **** son."
"The old man is willing to fail!"
Zhao Ying made a loud voice, without the slightest hint of disapproval on his face.
"I don't want to live today, even if I die, I have no regrets."
"I would like to die to celebrate my Great Xia's victory. May the future of Daxia be eternal and prosperous!"
"Puchi!"
After shouting all the words, it seemed that the strength of my life had been exhausted.
The look in his eyes was lax, and the body that insisted on standing slammed to the ground.
His face fell into a pool of blood, and he closed his eyes with a smile.
"grandfather!"
Zhao Yunliu didn't care about anything, and rushed forward desperately.
Other viewers didn't know whether to believe it or not.
Zhao Yingtian doesn't have a single witness, who knows if it's true or not.
At this moment, Luo Tiance spoke:
"My Zhenguo Excalibur, which bears the fate of Great Xia, and those whose minds deviate from Daxia, cannot touch the Zhenguo Excalibur, and will be backlashed by the artifact."
"Boom."
Everyone buzzed in their heads, and suddenly realized that Zhao Yingtian received the sword smoothly, and did not suffer backlash at all. They all looked at Zhao Yingtian in unison.
The vitality of the old man has disappeared, like a dead tree lying in a pool of blood.
All of a sudden, they were all moved, and I don't know which kind of emotion is in their hearts.
The anger in my heart was still there, but it faded away, replaced by sadness.
A sadness surged from my heart.
If it wasn't for Luo Yu Shenzi, Zhao Yingtian's strategy, wouldn't it be the best way to preserve the fire?
They suddenly understood the sentence, sometimes the living bear more burdens than the dead.
The people who had been rescued by Zhao Yingtian all burst into tears.
I didn't expect to misunderstand this man.
He, Zhao Yingtian, is a traitor, but he is not, because he is not living for himself, nor for glory and wealth, but for Great Xia.
The remaining seven masters of Great Xia fell silent collectively.
Luo Tiance didn't know what to say.
Heart touching.
However, he didn't care about Zhao Yingtian's cooperation with other people to harm him.
"Shua!"
A golden arc broke through the void, and Zhao Yunliu blinked away.
stood in front of Zhao Yingtian.
Everyone was surprised. After seeing the face of the other party clearly, it was Luo Yu, son of God.
"It's unnecessary to die to show one's ambition."
He shook his head, after all, it was the kindness that was mobilized, and emerald green light surged from the palm of his hand.
This is not only the power of Shennong, but also the blessing of green plants that turn into towering trees after evolution in the body, and have the power to turn decay into magic.
The green light fell on Zhao Yingtian, and his injuries began to recover.
The breath that was almost wiped out began to recover.
This scene directly shocked everyone, wouldn't it, can this be saved? ? ?
Luo Yu waved his hand and pointed, and the Zhenguo Excalibur flew out.
Exuding a yellow sword light, it finally flew back to Luo Tiance's waist.
(end of this chapter)
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