"Then let's see if you have such luck." Beichen Ying hummed, obviously waiting to see Zi Yan's joke.
"We'll see." Zi Yan rolled her eyes at him, turned around, reached out and pressed the start button neatly.
As a result, countless numbers scrolled rapidly in front of Zi Yan's eyes.
These numbers do not go from 0 to 99 regularly, but the numbers are constantly changing, making it difficult to calculate.
"We can only compete on character." Su Luo spread her hands and faced Zi Yan.
"Luoluo, here you go." Zi Yan stretched out her right hand towards Su Luo.
Su Luo suddenly felt funny, shook her head helplessly, stretched out her right hand to intersect with Zi Yan's, and then said with a smile: "Are you so superstitious?"
"Don't say it. You don't believe it. The truth is so evil." After Zi Yan's hand touched Su Luo's little red hand, she immediately pressed the stop button with a loud bang.
"Wh--" The flashing numbers stopped.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! No. 77! No. 77!!!" Zi Yan was not as afraid to look as Bei Chenying, so she saw the results of her lottery immediately. When she saw
When I reached the number 77, I immediately jumped up and cheered.
"Wow wow wow!!! Luo Luo, your little red hands are so cute! Woo hoo hoo! I love it so much!" Zi Yan showed her emotions and was very excited.
Su Luo was also surprised. She didn't expect that after Beichen's two consecutive bad lucks, Zi Yan would turn around. Su Luo lowered her head and looked at her hand. Could this little hand really be the legendary little red hand?
At this time, Zi Yan's eyes swept towards Beichen Ying, who was stunned beside her.
Zi Yan, the eldest sister, patted the dull Beichen Ying, proudly, with bright eyes: "How is it? Do you accept it?"
Beichen Ying's dark eyes looked at her silently, and then turned away silently, complaining furiously in his heart: Wei Mao, he thanked you for your patronage both times, Wei Mao, Wei Mao, Wei Mao!!! Oh God, Tai Mao is so unfair!
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But when he turned around, he smiled lightly: "No. 77, I don't know what the number 77 corresponds to. Maybe it's not much better than thank you for your patronage."
"Beichen Ying, you must be jealous." Zi Yan proudly walked towards the shelf and muttered: "No. 77, what will No. 77 be..."
"No. 77 is here!" Zi Yan's eyes lit up and she almost rushed over in excitement.
"Pfft!" Seeing what was in grid No. 77, Bei Chenying couldn't help but burst into laughter. Then he looked at Zi Yan triumphantly, "It seems like your luck isn't very good either."
No. 77, Grandmaster Level Lingyuan Pill.
Seeing this elixir, Zi Yan looked complicated.
Originally, the Grandmaster Level Ling Yuan Pill was a rare pill. Zi Yan would definitely be extremely excited when she saw it, but now she was stunned by whether Su Luo threw out an Imperial Level Pill, so this Grand Master Level Spirit Pill was a rare pill.
Yuan Dan can no longer arouse Zi Yan's excitement.
"The Grandmaster Level Lingyuan Pill is very good. I'm quite satisfied." Zi Yan bit her scalp and caught the Grandmaster Level Lingyuan Pill that automatically popped out of the Xuanbing mist.
Beichen Ying stood by the side and laughed wildly with his hands on his hips. He felt like he was winning the game.
Su Luo glanced at him angrily and said coolly: "It seems that little shadow won't need to get elixirs from me in the future."
When Bei Chenying heard this, his face changed faster than the sky changed, and he immediately ran towards Su Luo.