If the Holy Son abandons Southern Xinjiang, it may be a disaster for Southern Xinjiang.
Jun Limo was so lost in thought that he didn't even notice when Xiao Chengyi and Mu Yun'an went out.
He came to his senses and felt a cold feeling on his back.
The night is already dark.
Jun Limo sat in the room, still thinking about Xiao Chengyi's words.
If the Holy Son abandons Southern Xinjiang, then the future of Southern Xinjiang will still need to be protected by King Gu.
And there is no possibility for him and Alani anymore.
He was back to the original starting point, having to choose between his mother and Alan Yi.
Why is fate always so cruel?
Jun Limo closed his eyes, feeling the sadness in his heart, when he heard a knock on the door.
He looked at the sky outside, frowned and asked, "Who?"
The visitor didn't say anything, just opened the door and walked in.
The gentle moonlight shone on that person, making him look like a god in the sky, with outstanding grace.
Jun Limo was a little surprised: "Holy Son?"
He stood up, rolled up his sleeves and saluted: "It's so late, why are you here?"
Wu Xuanye glanced at him, walked over slowly and said, "Tomorrow, I want to leave Gu Palace, and High Priest Lao will lead the way."
Jun Limo was stunned: "Leave Gu Palace?"
Wu Xuanye said: "I went out to do some things. I will come back afterwards and I won't embarrass the high priest. If you are worried, you can send someone to follow."
Jun Limo was indeed in a bit of a dilemma and did not dare to agree easily.
He looked at Wu Xuanye and asked: "I heard that the Holy Son has the ability to predict misfortunes and fortunes. I wonder what the fate of the country in southern Xinjiang will be like?"
"Ah."
Wu Xuanye sneered: "Your Majesty also asked me such a question.
The fate of the country in southern Xinjiang depends entirely on her thoughts and yours."
He sat down at the table, tapped the table with his fingers and said, "I heard that the high priest has a sweetheart, a woman who feeds the Gu King."
Jun Limo nodded: "Yes."
Wu Xuanye said: "Don't the high priest think that your fate and mine are very similar?
After the destruction of the Wu clan, the inheritance of the Holy Son was cut off, and then the high priest rose up in the court.
Your responsibilities now are the same as what I did when I was the Son.
It's just that you don't need blood as a guide, but the girl you fall in love with is the same as the girl I fall in love with, and both are unavailable."
He sighed and said: "You and I are both mortals, not gods. The so-called insight into the secrets of heaven is just a deduced destiny.
The Witch Clan is not a god clan, but they specialize in this way and select talented people from the clan to become the Holy Son.
However, those who spy on heaven will be punished by heaven and their life span will be short.
In order to maintain the life of the Holy Son, the witch clan found this evil method in ancient books that feeds on the spiritual blood of the Saint."
He looked at Jun Limo and said: "There are no gods in this world. The so-called gods are just an illusion created by someone to deceive the world."
Jun Limo was a little surprised. He didn't expect Wu Xuanye to tell him the secrets of the Wu clan.
He said: "The Queen Mother has no doubts about your miracles and feels that your power alone can equal the strength of thousands of troops."
Wu Xuanye sneered: "It's so ridiculous."
He said: "Even if I really have such ability, I will not protect Southern Xinjiang, because I can't wait for Southern Xinjiang to perish!"