Then, the eyes of the audience focused on Zi Yan's face like a searchlight.
Zi Yan's whole body was stunned as if she had been struck by lightning, standing motionless and stupidly, and she did not come back to her senses for a long time.
Su Luo was also stunned by the result. She came back to her senses after hearing the scream. Then she looked at Zi Yan blankly and noticed that the fair color on Zi Yan's face gradually turned red, and finally turned red.
As crimson as a cherry.
Su Luo immediately laughed and said loudly: "Ah, it is really No. 9. Are you two really a match made in heaven? You see, God has made it so obvious."
"Su Luo, shut up!" Zi Yan stomped her feet angrily and turned away awkwardly.
At this time, she couldn't help but blush, even her neck was red.
Zi Yan wished she could hit herself on the head with a fist. She was saying how crazy she was just now, jumping up and down, and saying stupid things like that as long as Bei Chenying drew number 9, she would marry him as a slave. Now she really got the draw,
what to do!!!
Bei Chenying, who won the 9th lottery, was so frightened that he looked at the numbers on the screen speechlessly, and then looked at the laughing people around him speechlessly. Then, he scratched his hair in embarrassment: "What, what's going on?
How can this be done..."
Is his luck really that good? Things with such a low probability have happened to him? The more Beichen Ying thought about it, the more he felt that God was playing tricks on him.
Su Luo glanced over angrily: "How could this be possible? Isn't this bad?"
"What's so good?" Beichen Ying rolled his eyes at Su Luo angrily, and his eyes fell on Zi Yan. However, at this moment, Zi Yan's back was turned to him, her ears were red, and her back was slightly stiff. Beichen Ying
Suddenly I felt a little awkward and couldn't let go of my hands and feet.
"This purple feather wing is for women." Su Luo came up and reminded her in a low voice and kindly.
Beichen Ying rubbed the back of his head. Of course he knew it was a women's model and he wouldn't use it himself, but Zi Yan was so shy that if he gave it to her, would she accept it?
Beichen Ying thought for a while and decided to give it to Zi Yan.
Zi Yan really didn't want to give up, but Su Luo kept beating the drum, "With the purple wings, your speed will double, and you can also soar in mid-air. In the Youlong Secret Realm, it's equivalent to having an extra life. Why bother?"
Face is at stake with your own life?
I have to say that Su Luo's words really touched Zi Yan's heart. Zi Yan snatched the purple wings from Bei Chenying's hand and put them on right after she shed her blood to recognize the owner.
The Purple Feather Wings are made of lavender feathers. When draped on Zi Yan's body, it has a quiet feeling like an orchid in the empty valley. Zi Yan is very satisfied with this Purple Feather Wings, but she can't pull it off her face. She raises her chin proudly and looks stern.
He said coldly: "Don't think I'm taking advantage of you. I owe you a favor this time. I'll give it to you when I get something good."
Beichen Ying stiffly scratched his neck: "I don't need you to send it."
"It has to be delivered!" Zi Yan snorted twice, then pushed Bei Chenying away, "Go away, I'll do it this time!"
But Zi Yan forgot that she beat Bei Chenying, but the other party was Li Aochen.
"Miss Zi Yan, didn't we agree to do it once?" Li Aochen took a step forward with a faint sarcastic sneer hanging from the corner of his mouth.