There were not many words in the prediction. In song qingxiao's eyes, it was not so much a prediction for the year 318, but a beautiful wish.
However, the people of the 'light' faction looked very serious. If song qingxiao's guess was correct, they should be the Holy followers of the 'bright sun Sage.' They had a deep trust in this great sage and believed in his prophecy.
Seeing this, song qingxiao was moved.
if the prophecy changes, what will happen? "
As soon as she finished speaking, all the members of the light faction trembled, their faces twisted.
"Something terrible will happen ..."
The golden-haired beauty murmured. Her face was pale, as if she didn't dare to think about song qingxiao's answer, let alone give an explanation.
On the contrary, the purple-robed man's face, which was reflected on the carriage window, showed a gloating smile, as if he was watching a scene of fun and adding insult to injury when the 'light' faction had a headache.
