I don't know who shouted this voice, which immediately made the hall boil.
These people are all high-class celebrities in the city of Pauline, and many of them even came here from other cities or even other countries after hearing the news.
The purpose is this prophet.
Everyone raised their heads and looked in the direction of the stairs to the second floor.
Lu Tianlong was no exception. Together with Su Lingyue and others next to him, he followed the crowd and looked towards the stairs.
A pretty woman appeared on the stairs on the second floor. She was wearing a long white dress. With her exquisite facial features and the golden hair hanging behind her, she looked very otherworldly.
"I didn't expect this prophet to be a girl?"
"Yes, you look so young!"
"Yes, unlike the prophets I saw before, I really didn't expect it to be this young and beautiful girl."
"Never mind her, it doesn't matter whether she's a man or a woman, as long as she's a prophet."
"Looking at her otherworldly appearance, it really makes people admire her."
As soon as this girl appeared, there was a brief silence among the crowd, and then bursts of low voices randomly broke out.
6 Tianlong's eyes were also on this girl.
There was a faint smile on her face, and her big blue eyes were so deep that you couldn't see the bottom at a glance.
Like an angel, he carries an aura of tranquility and mystery about him.
To be honest, Lu Tianlong had heard a lot about prophets before, but this was the first time he saw one alive.
Especially for such a young and beautiful prophetess.
This made him find it quite interesting.
While watching, Lu Tianlong did not forget to listen to the discussions of other people next to him.
From their whispered conversations, a lot of information was also collected. For example, some people had seen many prophets, and they all appeared in different places.
In addition, almost most of the prophets they had seen were men, and they were all quite young.
So they were all surprised when such a young and beautiful prophetess came out this time.
"Humph, what kind of prophet is a little vixen pretending to be? She's pretty good at seducing men!"
A sudden female voice came from the crowd, and she spoke disdainfully.
Lu Tianlong heard that the voice sounded familiar, and turned to look. Sure enough, it was the woman whose skirt was stepped on by Xiang Xiaoying at the door of the club before.
It seemed that all the men in the room were paying attention to the prophetess on the steps. No one was paying attention to her anymore. This girl felt very unhappy and curled her lips in disdain.
"Mithali, don't say that, she is a prophet."
Someone next to me cautiously advised.
"Hmph, it's not like I haven't seen a prophet before. Do you believe such a young prophet?"
"Maybe they just came out of nowhere and are either trying to seduce men or trying to defraud money. It's not like I haven't encountered them before!"
The woman named Mitali snorted coldly.
When she said this, the expressions of many people around her really changed.
What I just said is true. Since the prophet began to spread among the upper classes in Europe in the past two years, there have been many fakes.
People are afraid of being famous just as pigs are afraid of being strong. If something becomes popular, there will be fakes.
There were rumors before that some members of a large family were deceived by a false prophet and their families were ruined.
"What Mitali said is not unreasonable. We still have to be careful and not be deceived, otherwise it will be embarrassing if word spreads."
"Yes, a prophetess in her twenties? This is indeed a bit unreliable."
"Don't say that, prophet is a special ability and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with age, right?"
"That's right, if you look at the aura on this girl's body, it's definitely not fake."
There were bursts of discussion among the crowd, and some people suspected and refuted it. Anyway, the problem now is entangled with the identity of the female prophet.
The girl standing on the stairs still had a slight smile on her face, looking noble and gentle.
Naturally, she didn't hear the comments and questions from the people below, but she didn't give any explanation. She just stood there quietly, like a noble angel.
"Gentlemen and ladies, tonight we are honored to invite the great prophetess, Miss Nancy."
"As for Miss Nancy's identity, it's not convenient for me to say more, but you believe me, her identity is nobler than all other prophets you have seen before."
"Miss Nancy doesn't have much time. She will choose three people among everyone present to answer a question from them..."
A man with a microphone appeared in the crowd. It seemed that he should be the organizer of this event.
He is a middle-aged man with a slightly blessed figure, and his eyes are shrewd.
"Three people? They are pretending again. If they were really prophets, they wouldn't be so stingy, right?"
Mitali, the mean woman in the long skirt, curled her lips in disdain.
Suddenly, an exclamation came from the crowd, and everyone's eyes immediately focused on Mitali.
A beam of light shrouded just above her head.
She turned out to be the first lucky person chosen to talk to the prophet.
"Mitali, didn't you just doubt the identity of this prophet? Do you think this is a good idea? How about I offer one million in exchange for the opportunity to talk to Miss Nancy?"
"Yes, yes, if one million is not enough, I will offer you two million!"
Several men with fiery eyes spoke next to them.
Besides fanaticism, there was something else in their eyes.
Regardless of Miss Nancy's identity, her noble temperament alone impressed all the men present.
Neither of them was short of money. They spent one or two million in exchange for a chance to talk to Nancy, and it would give them face if they talked about it.
"Hmph, a bunch of perverts! It's only a million dollars, but I, Mitali, don't even care."
The more enthusiastic these men were towards Miss Nancy, the angrier Mitali felt.
She is a very strong woman, and she especially likes all men's thoughts to be focused on her. But since Nancy appeared, all the men who were surrounding her just now have their eyes fixed on Miss Nancy.
Women's jealousy is terrible!
"Huh, I want to see what this Miss Nancy is capable of and how distinguished she is? Huh."
Mitali snorted coldly, tried to straighten her spine, crossed the crowd and walked up the stairs, and soon reached Miss Nancy.
"I'm Nancy, hello."
The prophetess greeted Mitali with a soft voice and a gentle smile on her face.
"I'm Mitali. If you've been in Bolin 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 tell you."
Mitali looked at Nancy with a very proud look, trying hard to suppress this girl's aura with her noble temperament.
But she felt very miserable.
Even if this Nancy is just standing here quietly, there is an intoxicating aura surging around her body, which is truly majestic and beautiful.
In such a comparison, she looks like an ugly and short fat woman.
I have jealousy in my heart, so my words are naturally full of thorns.
"Hello, Miss Mitali, 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 at all about Mitali's tit-for-tat.
This made Mitali feel even more uncomfortable.
She originally thought Miss Nancy was a fake prophet and wanted to expose her.
"Hmph, okay, we can communicate at any time, but since you are a prophet, you should know what I want to communicate with you, right?"
Mitali looked provocative and said coldly.
"Haha, okay, then let me see what Miss Mitali's situation will be like in the future."
Nancy smiled slightly and looked at Mitali again.
Everyone in the audience almost immediately saw that a flesh-white light seemed to suddenly flash in her eyes, shining on Mitali's body.
"kindness?"
Liu Tianlong in the audience also raised his eyebrows slightly.
He also saw the white light, which gave him a very strange feeling.
It felt like Miss Nancy suddenly became more mysterious, and her whole body seemed to be filled with a holy aura.
"Okay, tell me, what will happen to me next?"
Mitali snorted coldly.
"Miss Mitali...there is something ominous about you!"
After more than ten seconds, Miss Nancy finally spoke, frowning slightly.
"A bad omen? Haha, nonsense, which woman doesn't have a bad omen!"
Mitali was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed loudly, obviously she had misheard Miss Nancy's words.
This is a bad omen, not that bad omen, and it does not mean wearing a bra...
"Okay, if you listen to me, don't look back all the way up, and remember not to go down, otherwise, there will be a bloody disaster."
Nancy stretched out her hand and pointed behind her, and said calmly.
"It can only go up but not down? Haha, I just don't believe in this evil!"
"I'm just going down, I want to see what kind of bloody disaster there will be!"
Mitali made it clear that she wanted to fight Nancy to the end. After hearing her words, she laughed loudly, turned around and walked down the stairs.
"I, Mitali, have never seen anything. How could I be frightened by a little girl like you? I just walked down. I didn't believe it..."
Mitali kept her mouth shut as she walked down, especially now that she was so high up and seeing almost everyone's eyes focused on her, she felt quite proud.
But……
I just went down two steps. I don’t know if it’s because my skirt is too long or my feet are unstable.
He actually missed the mark!
Then, amidst everyone's exclamations, like a round ball, it rolled down the wide staircase nearly ten meters high!
Her head and body collided with the marble steps, and she screamed in agony. You can imagine how painful she was at this time.
When he rolled to the ground, his face was already bloody, his body was broken in several places, and he fainted from the pain.
"My God, this Miss Nancy is so awesome, isn't she?"
"It is indeed a prophet. Mitali's bloody disaster came so quickly..."
Next to Tianlong 6, Xiang Xiaoying and the three girls all stared at Miss Nancy on the stage in disbelief.