Collection of Huaxia: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten ancient figures

It was precisely because they knew that the audience shouted in the live broadcast room.

"Don't go! Master Huo don't go!!"

"These people have no good intentions! Master, don't go!"

"Master! Master Huo, don't go!!"

The audience felt helpless, they had experienced this kind of thing countless times before, and every time they watched these historical figures go towards their own predetermined ending, but they had nothing to do.

This is an established thing, and it cannot be changed by manpower, even if Ji Dong is in the middle of history, he cannot change it, let alone these audiences in front of the TV?
The audience felt helpless, with tears in their eyes, and gritted their teeth, waiting for the final outcome.

In the picture, Huo Yuanjia was indeed murdered by Dr. Akino, and when he was finally discharged from the hospital, he looked like the former martial arts master who was in high spirits in the martial arts competition.

He was lying on a stretcher, his face was ashen, his lips were deep purple, his eyes were closed, and his chest hardly rose or fell.

Liu Zhensheng and others fell beside him, crying loudly.

Nong Jinsun and Chen Qimei stood aside, covering their eyes and weeping silently.

The crowd brought Huo Yuanjia back to the Jingwu Association and invited many local old doctors, but they all shook their heads to express that there was no way to save them.

Nong Jinsun sent an old gentleman away, and looked at Huo Yuanjia when he came back. Seeing him like this, he wept again.

"Yuan Jia, Yuan Jia! It's all our fault. If we had been more cautious and speculated more, we would not have caused others to harm you!!"

Chen Qimei stood aside, also full of tears.

"Yuanjia! It's all our fault!"

Liu Zhensheng's eyes were red, and he choked up and said: "You two gentlemen, it has nothing to do with you, they are both, they are all from the judo club!"

The three of them looked at each other and wept endlessly. Huo Yuanjia's younger brother, Huo Yuanqing calmed down a little and said to the three of them: "Don't be discouraged, this is a conspiracy by the Sunrise people. The meeting will disappear, but we can't follow their wishes!"

He came over, patted Liu Zhensheng on the shoulder, and said with a choked voice, "Zhensheng, you are my brother's first apprentice, and I will rely on you from now on."

Liu Zhensheng wiped his tears, nodded, but couldn't say a word.

This incident happened so suddenly that he was a little overwhelmed. Obviously, Huo Yuanjia was still there not long ago, and he was still proud of his great apprentice.

However, now, Yin and Yang have to be separated.

Liu Zhensheng's tears kept streaming down, the three couldn't stand it, so they started crying again, the disciples beside him also wiped away their tears and wept silently.

The barrage in the live broadcast room also disappeared, and everyone was crying silently.

Just now, Huo Yuanjia was still in high spirits on the martial field, but now he was lying on the bed with a gray face, unable to speak a word.

This gap makes everyone feel uncomfortable.

In the community, Huo Qing also fell silent. He looked at the picture on TV, and his eyes were a little red.

As the heir of the Huo family, of course he knew what happened back then, and even Huo Yuanjia's life, he knew it all by heart.

Seeing Huo Yuanjia come to the end of his life now, he couldn't help but want to cry.

This is a relative who is connected with his blood. Now this relative is about to die, but he can't do anything.

Huo Qing sighed heavily, Gu Yuquan reached out and patted his shoulder without saying anything.

In the picture, all of Huo Yuanjia's disciples stayed by Huo Yuanjia's side, Nong Jinsun and Chen Qimei, as well as Huo Yuanjia's relatives and friends also stayed by his side.

Inside the house, oil lamps and candles were lit, and the dark room was brightly illuminated. All the disciples were sitting inside, Liu Zhensheng sat beside Huo Yuanjia's bed, Nong Jinsun, Chen Qimei and Huo Yuanqing stood outside the door, saying these words .

The picture seemed to be still. Although the room was brightly lit, the great man lying inside was about to fall into deep darkness.

Watching this scene, the audience in front of the TV also sighed silently, without speaking.

In the silent night, the moon is also covered by dark clouds, there are no stars, and there are no insects.

There was no wind, no sound of running water, nothing but the light of the candles, and the wailing under the lights.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, and the audience looked at the screen, and a faint figure appeared outside the brightly lit room.

Time seemed to stop, and all talking and sobbing stopped.

Ji Dong looked at the room, then walked inside.

Huo Yuanjia slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ji Dong with infinite sadness in his eyes.

"Sir." His tone was weak and intermittent, like a kite in a strong wind.

"Mr. Huo." Lin Yi squatted beside him and asked, "Sir, is there anything else you want to say?"

Huo Yuanjia scanned the people in the room with tears in his eyes.

"Sir, Jing Wu Hui." He said, but couldn't complete a sentence.

Ji Dong understood what he meant, and audiences of later generations also understood what he meant.

He is asking, what will happen to Jing Wu?Will something happen after his death?
Lin Yi shook his head and said, "After your death, there were many branches in various places. Ten years later, there are 43 branches of the Jingwu Association at home and abroad, with 40 members. Until later generations, countless people are still learning Huojiaquan."

Huo Yuanjia's lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't speak.

He closed his eyes, tears streaming down his eyes.

He has inherited martial arts all his life. From the beginning, he simply wanted to practice martial arts, and later he wanted to practice martial arts for the country. Unexpectedly, he ended up in a mess.

But what he pursued did not disappoint him!
Huo Yuanjia closed his eyes, his hands trembled slightly, but he couldn't move.

Lin Yi put his hand on his and said, "Sir, don't worry, the inheritance will last forever, and future generations will inherit the torch forever. I, China, will no longer be bullied by everyone, and the future will be prosperous."

Huo Yuanjia nodded slightly, he had seen it.

What he has seen is the later life, the later life called the prosperous age, the later life where everyone lives and works in peace and contentment.

He didn't move his hands anymore, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. He knew that everything he had done was not in vain.

He knew that he also did something for that prosperous age.

He knows.

The audience in front of the TV burst into tears. This short episode allowed them to accompany Huo Yuanjia from a young age to the present. They have seen him in high spirits, bold and magnanimous, but they have never seen him lying down like this. On the bed, unable to get up.

"Why, woo woo woo woo,"

"He lay down, but countless people stood up!"

"Yes! We can't let him down! We can't let Master Huo down! We can't let all our ancestors down!"

"Master Huo, don't worry! We will stand up and watch this prosperous world for you!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohood

"Heroes never end, as long as we can remember, you will always exist!"

"Master Huo, we will never let you down!"