"Oh?"
Butterfly Moon was a little surprised when she took Yu Pei and didn’t see anything, so she gave it back to Su Mo. "I remember this Yu Pei is very important to her. She can give you this jade, so she really treats you differently. Take it well."
Chapter two thousand nine hundred and forty Butterfly Moon Way
Su Mo put the white Yu Pei away again and suddenly remembered another thing and asked, "How long has the great emperor lived?"
Butterfly Moon said, "If the emperor belongs to a great realm, his longevity will definitely be more than 10 million years."
"In the history of the great, the strong have almost no happy ending, mostly because of the fall of the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and it is difficult to infer the birthday of the great."
Su Mo said, "As far as I know, the immortal emperor died a natural death in an era of only 20 million years."
"two possibilities"
Butterfly Moon said, "The first emperor’s longevity is 20 million years, and the second thousand lives in the world are limited by the rules of heaven and earth, and the longevity limit is 20 million years."
"Still not right"
Su Mo shook his head, saying, "Although the Six Roads coexist in the Thousand Worlds, the Great Emperor in the Six Roads should also have a limited life span."
"But the demon Lord and the evil emperor have been away for several eras, and I’m afraid there are hundreds of millions of years. How can they live so long?"
Butterfly month shook her head.
She also think impassability.
For several eras, most of the emperors in the middle of the world have fallen into heaven and earth, but the evil emperor has lived to this day!
Sumo mused, "Or is it that the evil emperor has long been dead, but he can come back from the dead every life?"
But soon Su Mo denied the idea.
The great emperor is already the limit of strength in the world.
What kind of power is it to want to bring a great emperor back to life?
Even the "burial day book" can’t do it
"Cang wants to conquer the wild?"
Sumo asked
"It doesn’t matter if you don’t know."
Butterfly Moon said, "Remember what I said to you? The world is like a bloody and dark jungle. Every family is living on thin ice, and he may have the power to break in and kill at any time."
"In the eyes of the wild creatures, Cang is like a group of ants."
"There is no need for any reason. At first, Cang didn’t look at the wild creatures with one foot, just like it took a random step in the jungle without looking down."
"But it didn’t expect this foot to step on a stone."
As she spoke, Butterfly Moon’s eyes turned and fell on the ground not far away.
The moment seems to speed up time.
On that hard ground, several tender and tender grasses grow tenaciously, exuding vitality.
A butterfly fluttered down these grasses.
Suddenly!
A gust of wind blew sand and stones.
This gust of wind suddenly swept over the butterfly and destroyed its thin wings, as if trying to blow it away and tear it to pieces.
This butterfly looks so weak in the gale.
Its back wings are almost broken!
But this butterfly is still, screaming and fighting around in silence!
"Look at this grass, no matter how hard the earth is, it will always break through the ground."
The sound of the butterfly moon suddenly sounded, "This gust of wind can blow the sand but not the thin butterfly."