Who knew that Nangong Ershao pointed at Su Luo with a smile: "She has something she wants to know the answer, why don't you please help her solve her doubts?"

Lord Prophet: "…"

I see!

He was wondering why he suddenly asked someone to give him a question, making him think hard, and his curiosity was suffocated but couldn't be solved. It turned out that he was preparing for this?

If this is the case, then the boy's IQ and blackness are afraid that he will take a higher look again.

Because of this line, he had laid the foreshadowing for a long time ago.

In fact, at that time, Nangong Liuyun didn't know that Su Luo would encounter his mother's statue. He used the title to hang the Prophet, but he really wanted him to tell the origin of the pastoral village on his own initiative. Unexpectedly, by chance, Su Luo encountered the statue.

The Prophet first felt anger that he was fooled, but after calming down, he found that this question... he became crazy after he couldn't figure it out!

"Whether, I promise you." The Prophet waved his hand helplessly.

This is because the opponent is Nangong Liuyun. If it were someone else, the Prophet would really be angry.

But Nangong Liuyun's words... The Prophet had been defeated by Nangong Liuyun several times before, and they were convinced, so it was natural to admit defeat.

Since the Prophet agreed to this, Nangong Ershao took the pen, pulled a piece of calculation paper full of black words, and turned it to the blank back.

Nangong Liuyun calmly wrote, and clear handwriting flowed out like water on the blank paper.

The Prophet took a month to calculate the thirty centimeter-thick calculation paper, but Nangong Liuyun's calculation paper only wrote three or four lines.

In just a few seconds, Nangong Liuyun had thrown the pen back to the Prophet, handed it over with both hands, and looked at the Prophet calmly.

Just three or four lines?

How is that possible!

The prophet rushed up excitedly, grabbed the calculation paper, and stared at it word by word.

His hands kept trembling with excitement.

It’s actually a simple answer? How is this possible!!!

But the fact is that what happened under his nose can't be true anymore.

It took the prophet ten minutes to finally calm down his mood. He carefully folded the calculation paper and then stuffed it silently into his arms.

He looked up and faced Nangong Liuyun's black starry eyes that shone with wisdom. The Prophet took a deep breath, and this time he was really convinced.

"You, very, very good..." The Prophet looked at Nangong Liuyun with admiration and helplessness, "Do you know why they called me a prophet?"

"Inheriting memory." Lord Nangong's perfect diamond lips curled up slightly, and a sure smile appeared.

"Even I know this, what else do you don't know?" The Prophet glared at Nangong Liuyun angrily, "Well, come with me!"

After the question was solved, the Prophet felt relaxed. Suddenly the sky was so blue and beautiful, the air was fresh and good, and the whole person seemed to be coming back to life.

Walking along the way, the villagers warmly greeted the Prophet, Su Luo and Nangong Liuyun.
Chapter completed!