450. Chapter 450 Breaking out of a cocoon and becoming a butterfly 7
Since the former overlords of the world could watch the heroes on their territory rise up and declare themselves kings without giving a second thought, it was not that they were afraid, but that they must have the ability to clean up the situation, so they allowed the Seven Kingdoms to dominate the Central Plains.
The earth is vertical and horizontal.
This is a kind of absolute arrogance and self-confidence. It cannot be brought down by one person or resisted by one force.
I don’t want anyone to pay for my medicine, so think again.”
Ouyang Yufei clapped his hands, leaned back on the big bare tree trunk, and looked at Liuyue.
Listening to Ouyang Yufei's words, Liuyue's fists clenched. From a single point of view, she understood the distance between them. Yes, it was too far apart.
If she returns to Xuanyuan Che, then what awaits him...
It turns out that there are some things that I didn’t insist on letting go, or that I thought we could face all the storms by joining hands.
Love is a matter between two people, this is what she once thought.
It's just that she was wrong. She was dazzled by the love she had never received before. Love is never a matter between two people.
The love of the imperial family is originally mixed with too many things.
It's her who is stupid.
Liuyue looked at the sky with an expressionless face. It was hard to tell what she was thinking.
Ouyang Yufei didn't urge him, he just looked at her with a smile.
After a long time, a Qi that not only did not weaken, but became more and more surging, slowly emanated from Liu Yue's body, making Yu Fei move his eyes slightly.
In the midst of rapid change, a shell of the past is breaking and something new is growing.
It is like a larvae of a butterfly chrysalis. In a harsh environment, not only did it not die, but it broke out of its cocoon and became a butterfly.
Yes, emerge from the cocoon and become a butterfly.
At the moment when we should have accepted our fate, at the crossroads where we should have compromised, when we should have despaired, the breath not only did not dim, but became empty.
The golden light was dazzling, and the ground was withered, but the moon standing on the withered grassland faintly exuded an edge that was hard to look at.