Chapter 1156

Is the prophet coming?

I don't know who yelled this voice, which directly made the hall boil up.

These people are all high-class celebrities in Bolin, and many of them even come from other cities and even other countries.

The purpose is this prophet.

Everyone looked up together in the direction of the second floor stairs.

Lu Tianlong is no exception, along with Su Lingyue and others beside him, he looks at the stairway with the crowd.

A beautiful woman appeared on the second floor stairs, wearing a long white dress, with the exquisite facial features, as well as the golden hair scattered behind her, which made people feel extraordinary.

"I didn't expect the prophet to be a girl?"

"Yes, it looks so young!"

"Yes, different from the prophets I've seen before, I didn't expect it was this beautiful young girl."

"Whatever she is, male or female, as long as it is a prophet."

"It's really admirable to see her extraordinary appearance."

As soon as the girl appeared, there was a brief silence in the crowd, and there were bursts of low voices at random.

Lu Tianlong's eyes are also on the girl.

With a faint smile on her face, her big blue eyes couldn't see the end at a glance.

It's like an angel with a sense of serenity and mystery.

To tell you the truth, Lu Tianlong had heard a lot about the prophet before, but it was the first time he saw a living one.

Especially a beautiful young woman prophet.

It's interesting to him.

While watching, Lu Tianlong did not forget to listen to the voices of other people nearby.

From their whispering conversation, they also collected a lot of information. For example, some people have seen many prophets, and they all appear in different places.

In addition, most of the prophets they met were male, and they were not young.

So this time they were surprised to see such a beautiful young woman prophet.

"Well, a little fox spirit, what kind of prophet? It's about seducing men

A sudden female voice came from the crowd, and she was very disdainful.

Lu Tianlong was familiar with the sound and turned to see it. It was the woman who had been trampled on her skirt by Xiang Xiaoying at the door of the club.

It seems that all the men's attention is focused on the female prophet on the steps, and no one pays attention to her. The girl is very upset and disdains to turn her mouth.

"Don't say that, mittali. She's a prophet."

Someone nearby carefully advised.

"Well, I haven't seen a prophet before. Do you believe such a young prophet?"

"Maybe it comes from somewhere. It's not that I want to seduce men or cheat money. I haven't met it before!"

The woman named Mitali snorted coldly.

When she said this, the expressions of many people around her really changed.

What I said just now is true. Since the prophet began to spread in the upper class of Europe in the past two years, there have been a lot of counterfeits.

People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. Fakes will appear when anything is hot.

It has been reported before that there are members of a large family who were cheated by a false prophet.

"What mittali said is not unreasonable. We should be careful. We must not be cheated, or we will lose our reputation."

"Yes, a woman prophet in her twenties? It's a bit of a wild card indeed

"Don't you say that, prophet is a special ability, which has nothing to do with age?"

"That's right. If you look at the breath on the girl, it's not fake."

There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, and some doubted that someone would refute it. Anyway, the problem now is the identity of the female prophet.

Standing on the stairs above the girl's face is still with a shallow smile, looks noble and gentle.

Naturally, she did not hear the comments and queries of the following people, but without any explanation, she just stood there quietly, just like a noble angel.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is a great honor for us to invite the great prophet, Miss Nancy, tonight."

"As for Miss Nancy's identity, I can't say more, but you believe me, her identity is more noble than all the other prophets you have seen before."

"Miss Nancy doesn't have much time. She will choose three people from all the audience to answer one of their questions..."

In the crowd, a man with a microphone appeared, which seemed to be the organizer of the event.

He is a middle-aged man with a slightly fat figure and a shrewd look in his eyes."Three? I'm playing tricks again. If it's a prophet, I won't be so stingy? "

The mean woman in the long dress, Mittal, curled her lips in disdain.

But suddenly there was a cry from the crowd, and all eyes were focused on Mitali for the first time.

A beam of light was just above her head.

She was the first lucky person to be chosen to talk to the prophet.

"Mittali, didn't you doubt the identity of this prophet? Do you think that's good. I'll give a million dollars in exchange for this opportunity to talk to Miss Nancy. How about that? "

"Yes, yes, if one million is too small, I will give two million!"

A few men with hot eyes nearby said.

There was something else in their eyes besides fanaticism.

No matter what the status of Miss Nancy is, the noble temperament alone will make all the men present admire.

They are not short of money. They spend $1.2 million for a chance to talk to Nancy. They also have face.

"Hum, a group of lusters! It's just a million dollars, and I'm not worried about it yet

The more fanatical this group of men is towards Miss Nancy, the more angry she is in her heart.

She is a very strong woman, especially like all men's Thoughts on her body, but since the emergence of this Nancy, the men who have been around her just now have their eyes fixed on Miss Nancy.

Women's jealousy is terrible!

"Well, I'd like to see what kind of ability and dignity this Miss Nancy has? Hum. "

With a cold snort from mittali, she tried to straighten her spine, crossed the crowd, up the stairs, and soon reached Miss Nancy's side.

"This is Nancy. Hello."

The prophet, with a soft voice and a gentle smile, said hello to Mitali.

"I'm mittali. If you've been in Boleyn long enough, you should have heard of my name."

"No, since you are a prophet, you should know who I am even if I don't say it."

Mittal looked at Nancy with a very haughty look, trying to suppress the girl's aura with her noble temperament.

But she felt sad.

Even if Nancy just stood here quietly, there was an intoxicating breath in her body, which was really beautiful.

In contrast, she became a fat, ugly woman.

There is jealousy in the heart, so the words that come out naturally have thorns.

"Hello, miss mittali. If there are no other questions, I think we can start to communicate." Nancy's face still with a faint smile, it seems to Yu tit for tat Li did not care.

It makes mittali feel more uncomfortable.

She had thought Miss Nancy was a fake prophet and wanted to pierce her.

"Hum, well, you can communicate at any time, but since you are a prophet, you should know what I want to communicate with you?"

Mitali looked defiant and said coldly.

"Well, well, let me see what miss mittali will be like for some time to come."

Nancy smiles and looks again at Mittal.

Almost immediately, all the people in the audience saw that there seemed to be a flash of flesh white light in her eyes, shining on mittali.

"Yes?"

Lu Tianlong also raised his eyebrows slightly.

He also saw the white light, which gave him a wonderful feeling.

It seemed to me that all of a sudden Miss Nancy had become more mysterious, and her whole body seemed to be full of holy breath.

"Well, tell me, what will happen to me next?"

Mitali snorted coldly.

"Miss mittali You have a bad omen

More than ten seconds later, Miss Nancy finally spoke, frowning slightly.

"Bad omen? Ha ha, nonsense, which woman has no evil omen

Mitali was stunned, then burst into laughter, apparently mistaking Miss Nancy's words.

This omen, not that one

"Well, if you listen to me, don't look back all the way up, remember not to go down, otherwise, there will be bloody disaster."

Nancy held out her hand and pointed behind her.

"Up, not down? Ha ha, I don't believe in this evil

"I just go down, I want to see what kind of bloody disaster can happen!"

After hearing what she said, she laughed, turned around and went down the stairs.

"I've never seen any scene before. How can I be frightened by a little girl like you? I went down, and I didn't believe it... "

As she walked down, she was not idle. Especially now, she was very proud to see almost everyone's eyes focused on her.But

I just went down two steps. I don't know whether it's because the skirt is too long or the feet are unstable.

Even one foot in the air!

Then, in the exclamation of all the people, it was like a ball that rolled down the wide staircase nearly 10 meters high!

Head, body, and marble steps collision, that sound scream, you can imagine how painful she is at this time.

When rolling to the ground, a face has been bloody, several fractures on the body, the pain all fainted in the past.

"My God, this Miss Nancy, isn't that amazing?"

"It's the prophet indeed. The bloody disaster of Mitali came so quickly..."

Beside Lu Tianlong, Xiang Xiaoying's three girls all stare at Miss Nancy on the stage in disbelief.