Chapter 1156: You have a bad omen
The prophet is coming?
I don't know who shouted, which directly caused the hall to boil.
These people are all high-class celebrities in the city of Pollin, and many of them even came from other cities and even other countries.
The purpose is this prophet.
Everyone raised their heads and looked in the direction of the stairs on the second floor.
6 Tianlong is no exception. Together with Su Lingyue and others, they follow the crowd and look towards the stairs.
A beautiful woman appeared on the stairs on the second floor, wearing a white long dress, matching her exquisite facial features, and the gold scattered behind her, making people feel very otherworldly.
"I didn't expect this prophet to be a girl?"
"Yes, I look so young!"
"Yes, unlike the prophets I've seen before, I didn't expect it to be this young and beautiful girl."
"It doesn't matter to her, whether it is a man or a woman, as long as it is a prophet."
"Looking at her such a refined appearance, it is really admirable."
As soon as the girl appeared, there was a short silence in the crowd, and then bursts of whispered discussions broke out randomly.
6 Tianlong's eyes were also placed on this girl.
She has a faint smile on her face, her big blue eyes can't see the bottom at a glance, they are very deep.
It is like an angel, with a breath of tranquility and mystery on his body.
To be honest, in the past 6 Tianlong had heard a lot about the prophet, but it was the first time I saw him live.
Especially such a young and beautiful female prophet.
This makes him feel quite interesting.
While watching, 6 Tianlong did not forget to listen to the comments of other people nearby.
From their whispered conversations, a lot of news was also collected. For example, some people have met many prophets, and they all appeared in different places.
In addition, most of the prophets they met were men, and they were not young.
So this time when such a young and beautiful female prophet came out, they all felt very surprised.
"Huh, a little vixen, what kind of prophet does he pretend? It's almost the same to seduce a man!"
An abrupt female voice came from the crowd, and she spoke in disdain.
6 Tianlong heard this sound familiar, turned his head to look, it was indeed the woman who had been stepped on her skirt by Xiang Xiaoying at the entrance of the clubhouse.
It seemed that the attention of all the men in the audience was on the female prophet on the steps, and no one paid attention to her anymore. The girl was very upset in her heart, and she said with disdain.
"Mitalie, don't say that, she is a prophet."
Someone nearby cautiously persuaded.
"Hmph, I haven't seen a prophet before, such a young prophet, do you believe it?"
"Maybe it came out from somewhere. I didn't want to seduce a man or cheat money. I haven't encountered it before!"
The woman named Mitali snorted coldly.
When she said that, the expressions of many people next to her had really changed a little.
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 really been a lot of counterfeit goods.
People are afraid of famous pigs and they are afraid of being strong. There will be fakes when something goes hot.
It has been reported before that someone from a large family was deceived by a false prophet.
"Mittali's words are not unreasonable, we still have to be careful, we must not be deceived, otherwise it is ashamed to spread."
"Yeah, a female prophet in her twenties? This is indeed a bit unreliable."
"Don't say that. Prophet is a special ability. It seems to have nothing to do with age?"
"Yes, look at the breath of this girl, it's definitely not fake."
There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, and some people suspected that someone retorted. Anyway, the problem now lies in the identity of the prophet.
The girl standing on the top of the stairs still had a slight smile on her face, looking noble and gentle.
Naturally, she did not hear the discussion and questioning of the people below, but she did not have any explanation, but stood there quietly, like a noble angel.
"Gentlemen and ladies, we are honored to invite the great prophet, Miss Nancy, tonight."
"As for the identity of Miss Nancy, it is not convenient for me to say more, but you believe me, her identity is more noble than all the other prophets you have met before."
"Miss Nancy doesn't have much time. She will choose three people from the audience to answer one of their questions..."
A man with a microphone appeared in the crowd, and he seemed to be the organizer of this event.
It is a middle-aged man with a slightly blessed figure, with shrewd eyes in his eyes.
"Three people? They are pretending to be fools again. If you are a prophet, you wouldn't be so stingy, right?"
The mean woman in a long dress, Mitalia, pouted her lips in disdain.
Suddenly there was a cry of exclamation from the crowd, and everyone's eyes were on Mitali's body for the first time.
A beam of light shrouded just above her head.
She turned out to be the first lucky one to be chosen to talk to the Prophet.
"Mittalie, didn't you doubt the identity of this prophet just now? You think this is good, I will pay a million in exchange for this opportunity to talk to Miss Nancy, how about it?"
"Yes, yes, if one million is too small, I will pay two million!"
A few men with fiery eyes spoke next to him.
In addition to enthusiasm in their eyes, there is a little other taste.
No matter what the status of Miss Nancy, the noble temperament alone convinced all the men present.
They are not short of money, and they spend one or two million in exchange for a chance to talk to Nancy, and they also have face when they say it.
"Huh, a bunch of perverts! Just a million, I don't care about Mitalie."
The more enthusiastic this group of men showed to Miss Nancy, the more angry Mitalia was.
She is a very powerful woman, and she especially likes that all men's minds are placed on her, but since this Nancy appeared, the men who were still surrounding her now have all their eyes on Miss Nancy.
The jealousy of women is terrible!
"Hmph, I want to see what this Miss Nancy is capable of, and her status? Hmph."
With a cold snort, Mitalie tried to straighten her spine, crossed the crowd and walked up the stairs, and quickly reached Miss Nancy's side.
"This is Nancy, hello."
The female prophet greeted Mitali with a soft voice and a gentle smile on her face.
"This is Mittali. If you stay in Pauline long enough, you should have heard my name."
"No, since you are a prophet, even if I don't say anything, you should know who I am."
Mitalia looked at Nancy with a proud look, trying hard to suppress the girl's aura with her noble temperament.
But she felt very sad.
Even if this Nancy was just standing here quietly, there was an intoxicating breath surging through her body, truly beautiful.
In such a comparison, she has become an ugly and short fat woman.
There is jealousy in my heart, so what I say is naturally thorny.
"Hello Miss Mithari, if there are no other questions, I think we can start communicating." Nancy still had a faint smile on her face, as if she didn't care about Mithari who was tit-for-tat Yu.
This made Mitalie feel even more uncomfortable.
She thought that Miss Nancy was a fake prophet, and wanted to pierce her.
"Hmph, okay, you can communicate at any time, but since you are a prophet, you should know what I want to communicate with you?"
Mitali said in a cold voice with a provocative look.
"Hehe, okay, then let me see what will happen to Miss Mitalie in the future."
Nancy smiled slightly and set her eyes on Mitalie again.
Everyone in the audience saw it almost immediately. In her eyes, a fleshy white light seemed to flash suddenly, shining on Mitalie's body.
"Yep?"
Six Tianlong also raised his eyebrows slightly.
He also saw the white light, which gave him a very strange feeling.
I felt that Miss Nancy suddenly became more mysterious, and her whole body seemed to be filled with a holy atmosphere.
"Okay, let's talk about it, what's next for me?"
Mitali snorted coldly.
"Miss Mitale...you have a bad omen!"
After ten seconds, Miss Nancy finally spoke, frowning slightly.
"A bad omen? Haha, nonsense, which woman has no omen!"
Mitali was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly burst into laughter, apparently misheard what Miss Nancy said.
This bad omen, not the other omen, does not mean a bra cover...
"Well, if you listen to me, don't look back all the way up, and remember not to go down, otherwise, there will be a disaster of blood and light."
Nancy reached out her hand and pointed behind her, and said calmly.
"Can only go up but not down? Haha, I just don't believe in this evil!"
"I just walk down, but I want to see if there is a **** disaster!"
Mitalia made it clear that she was going to fight Nancy to the end. After listening to her words, she laughed and turned and walked down the stairs.
"I have never seen Mittali before, how can I be frightened by your little girl? I just went down, I don't believe it..."
Mitali walked down, her mouth was not idle, especially now she was condescending, seeing almost everyone's eyes focused on her, she was quite proud of her little mood.
but……
There are not two steps just now. I don't know if it is because the skirt is too long or the foot is unstable.
It's so empty!
Then, in the exclamation of everyone, it was like a round ball, directly rolling down the wide staircase nearly ten meters high!
The head, body, and the collision with the marble steps, the scream, you can imagine how painful she is at this time.
When he rolled to the ground, his face was already **** and bloody, and his body was broken in several places, and he passed out in pain.
"My God, this Miss Nancy, is that amazing too?"
"Sure enough, it is the prophet, the blood disaster of Mittali came so quickly..."
Next to Tianlong, the three girls of Xiang Xiaoying all opened their eyes and looked at Miss Nancy on the stage in disbelief.
