In the eyes of the world, the Temple of the Prophet is omnipotent and omniscient.

This is not blind worship, but high respect. Even a strong man like a martial saint is willing to be a messenger, and the background of the Prophet's Hall can be imagined?

In the absence of an affirmative reply from the Prophet, the middle-aged man did not dare to make the slightest move.

He is a true martial saint, a terrifying powerhouse who truly stands at the top of the pyramid of the Southern Continent.

However, it is such a super strong man, and the fear on his face is revealed.

Yes, he feared that the Prophet would be condemned when he learned that they had not gone to the ancient city, but had brought an approving person with them along the way.

I am even more afraid that the Prophet Lord has already calculated that they will release coercion in front of the Heavenly Poison Emperor in order to agree to Qin Fan's conditions.

After the silence, a crisp female voice sounded from the hall again.

However, he didn't seem to be angry, but replied quite approvingly: "Your task has been completed very well, let the Ming City Lord come in." ”

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, got up with his fists, and retreated respectfully to the door before turning to leave.

Qin Fan, who was waiting outside, was a little impatient, and he had already begun to look at his surroundings.

As he had seen before, the guards were loose. To be exact, there were no guards at all.

However, in the face of the protection of the two powerhouses of the Martial Saint Realm, any large-scale invasion would probably become futile......

Soon, the middle-aged man returned to the entrance.

He first nodded at the resolute middle-aged man, and the latter was also relieved when he saw this.

Then he made a gesture of invitation to Qin Fan, and said with a smile: "City Lord Ming, Lord Prophet, please enter the palace for a while." ”

To say not to be nervous is false.

After Qin Fan received the prophet's invitation, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Coming here, everything seems mysterious and unknown.

He couldn't see through anything here, and he didn't know whether the prophet was male or female, strong or weak.

But since they have all come, how can there be any reason to turn back the same way?

hugged his fists, raised his head and walked slowly in the direction of the central hall.

Coming to the door, Qin Fan turned around and looked at the middle-aged face.

After receiving the affirmation, he took a deep breath and stepped into the threshold of the main hall.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the door of the main hall closed quickly without warning. At the same time, accompanied by Qin Fan's vision, it became extremely dim.

"It's a mystery."

Qin Fan muttered in a low voice, then raised his right hand to summon a spiritual fire from mid-air.

As soon as the spiritual fire came out, it instantly illuminated the entire hall. At the same time, it also reflects the surrounding walls inlaid with colorful gemstones like glass.

Qin Fan just glanced at it, and then secretly marveled at the splendid decorations in the main hall.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would have really thought that you were still in the Heavenly Dao Glass Palace that you visited when you first ascended to the Immortal Realm.

"City Lord Ming doesn't have to be restrained, this seat has summoned you just to tell you the detailed time and address of the alien attack."

Facing the voice that suddenly lingered in his ears, Qin Fan couldn't help but sneer.

Prim? Where did the other party see that he was very reserved?

Kindness? Qin Fan was suddenly stunned, and turned to look at the front of the main hall.

Although there was no figure there, the sound just now made him feel extremely familiar.

"Strange, is it a delusion?"

Qin Fan asked himself how he had seen the Prophet not long after he first came to the Hidden Gate?

"Does City Lord Ming think my voice sounds familiar?"

The divine but girl-like crisp voice lingered in Qin Fan's ears again, so that Qin Fan's face looked strange and abnormal.

But the other party has already said so, there must be something greasy in the middle.

Qin Fan frowned, and said suspiciously: "Could it be that the junior has had a relationship with the prophet senior at a certain time and place?" ”

It was just a casual question he asked, and he didn't hold out any hope at all.

Unexpectedly, after the hall was silent for a while, he heard the crisp girl's voice and giggled: "Brother Qin is really forgetful, he forgot me so quickly." ”

Qin ...... Brother?

Qin Fan was startled, and his body instantly entered a state of alert.

You must know that you obviously appeared as Ming Yueqing, why can the other party see through your true identity at a glance?

Could it be that the Prophet is really as terrifying as the rumors?

"Brother Qin, do you still remember the first time we met when we were at the outer gate of Shangqing?" The Prophet spoke again.

On the other hand, Qin Fan raised his eyebrows and said with a wry smile: "Prophet seniors, don't play tricks on me anymore." Your status is high, how can you ...... with me"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Fan's expression suddenly froze.

He seemed to remember something, and then opened his mouth and exclaimed incredulously, "Could you be the ...... in the library that day?"

"It seems that Brother Qin finally remembered me, but he still has to be punished."

As soon as the prophet finished speaking, a vessel-like cup suddenly appeared in the air, radiating a starry light.

If memory serves, this cup should have been called a bottle by the ancients.

The bottle was already filled with a transparent water-like object. But just by sniffing it with your nose, you have a feeling of being drunk and hot.

Wine?

Qin Fan looked at the cup in surprise, then frowned and asked, "This is the punishment you are talking about?" ”

Although the true identity of the prophet was somewhat unexpected, and he was indeed an acquaintance.

But at the beginning, it was only a one-sided relationship in the library pavilion, and it disappeared without a trace in less than three sentences.

So he had to doubt the purpose of the prophet.

I thought of the thousand-year-old war that I stumbled upon at the beginning. Qin Fan couldn't help but start to wonder if these were coincidences, or were they deliberately arranged by the prophet?

In order to find out the truth of the matter, Qin Fan immediately clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "The junior has something to understand, I want to ask the prophet to solve the doubt!" ”

"Do I look old? Obviously you've seen my true appearance, why do you still boast of being a junior? ”

"Uh......" The prophet's sudden series of inquiries made Qin Fan a little confused.

He could no longer tell whether the prophet was friend or foe.

recalled that when I saw each other in the library pavilion, the other party was wearing a green dress like a little girl next door.

Especially the crooked eyes when laughing, it makes people feel extremely kind.

But when you think about it, it's all too much of a coincidence.

Why did you turn to the Millennium War just when the other party appeared? And the Millennium War, is it the ancient battlefield that I saw when I crossed the catastrophe?

"Don't look at jokes anymore, Prophet. The younger generation only wants to know all the truth about the Millennium War. ”

Qin Fan at this moment, where does he still have the usual feeling of being a child?

It seems to give people a sense of calm that does not belong to his age at all.

However, the prophet did not answer directly, but chuckled: "It was said that Brother Qin doesn't have to be so restrained. Why don't you try the wine in the lower bottle first? ”

The corners of Qin Fan's eyes twitched slightly, it seemed that this wine would not be able to be drunk.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly grabbed the bottle and drank the hot colorless wine in the cup!