Su Luo looks at Nangong Liuyun in doubt.

But Nangong Er Shao was not angry to knock her forehead, a shudder.

Su Luo eats the pain to cover the forehead, the clear beautiful eyes stare at Nangong Liuyun.

Nangong Liuyun sighed and had to prompt her: "statue."

"Yes Su Luo was almost stupefied by the emperor's pharmacist. Nangong Liuyun reminded her that the statue of her mother was still a mystery!

"The wicked prophet, who knows it clearly, but doesn't tell me!" Su Luo clenched his fist.

Nangong Liuyun's dark eyes fixed at Su Luo, with a funny and funny helplessness.

Su Luo: Why are you looking at me like this

He looked at him like this, as if he was stupid

Nangong Liuyun kneaded Su's head with long fingers: "Alas..."

"What for?" Su Luo glared at him.

Nangong Er Shao threw a piece of paper to Su Luo, and the beautiful eyes of that pair of dispirited waves glanced at Su Luo: "take it and ask the prophet."

Su Luo suspiciously picked up the paper in his hand.

It was written in black and white, with strange symbols and characters. It should be said that Su Luo knew every word, but when combined, Su Luo was completely confused.

And there are at least a few thousand words on it.

"What is this?" Su Luo raised her dizzy head.

"Let the prophet tell you." Nangong Er Shao's Old God is at home.

Su Luo is also a very smart person. After a little hint from Nangong Er Shao, Su Luo suddenly realized that she gave Nangong Liuyun a "I understand" look, and took the paper that condensed Nangong Er Shao's wisdom and left.

The door of the prophet was knocked again.

When he saw Su Luo, he frowned slightly, and was about to raise his hand to drive Su Luo away. However, Su Luo took the lead and handed over the piece of paper with a smile: "teacher prophet, I have thought about this question for seven days and seven nights, but they all say that you are the most intelligent person in the rural village. If you can't solve it, there will be no one to solve it. Please give it a look."

It is the so-called hand out do not smile, Su fell on a high hat rack, the prophet immediately difficult to push Su to fall out.

"Cough." The prophet cleared his throat and glanced at Su. "How difficult can you be? Let me have a look

So Su Luo would smile to the paper, respectful hands to hand up.

The prophet took the paper and unfolded it. When he looked at it, he had a look of ecstasy on his face.

because as like as two peas, the prophet found that the handwriting on the above is exactly the same as the handwriting on Wang Xiaohu's Handbook.

It means the same person!

This person does not help Wang Xiaohu answer questions recently, even Wang Xiaohu can't find him.

The prophet's face was excited, staring at Su Luo: "where is the person who made this question?"

Su Luo looked at the prophet with a smile and said, "when the prophet answers this question, he will naturally meet you."

The Lord of the prophet glared at Su Luo, and he could see it. Although the girl's strength was not great, she was not the Lord who could be intimidated and seduced. Therefore, the prophet waved his hand: "you go back first, come and get the answer tomorrow."

Tomorrow? Su Luo thought, I can't even read the above question. Can you answer it tomorrow? I think it's in doubt.

But Su Luo's face was still smiling: "OK, I'll come back tomorrow."

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