Zi Yan shook her head and stood up unsteadily from the lottery machine to walk away: "I still didn't win anyway, so I'd better not draw anymore. I can't be embarrassed anymore..."
Before Zi Yan could walk away, Bei Chenying grabbed her, pulled her to the lottery machine, and said righteously: "Draw! You must draw! If you run out of draws, you still have mine.
If I give you my share, I won’t believe it, your luck will be so bad!"
Su Luo also advised: "Beichen Ying is right. If you fail to win again, I will give you the opportunity to draw."
Zi Yan was moved in her heart, gritted her teeth and nodded: "Then, let's do it one last time. If I don't win again, I won't do it anymore!"
After saying that, Zi Yan carefully pressed the start button and stared at the numbers scrolling quickly on the screen.
These numbers are as fast as lightning and have already passed by before anyone can see them clearly. If anyone tries to calculate the numbers and then press the stop button, it will be in vain.
"What number do you want to draw?" Su Luo asked with a smile.
"I don't know, as long as it's not No. 99, I like the rest." Zi Yan's wishes were already very low.
"It would be great if I drew No. 7..." Su Luo looked at the shelf and said softly.
On shelf No. 7 is a flowing light sword, which is second only to Cheng Ying and Chi Xiao's peerless swords, and it has wind attributes, which is perfect for Beichen.
Bei Chenying snorted angrily: "Do you think her luck will be so good? I don't believe it."
Su Luo spread her hands: "Who knows, God always likes to surprise people."
At this time, Zi Yan's eyes were fixed on the screen, staring at it for a moment. Finally, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes tightly, and then pressed the stop button heavily with her finger.
There was a loud snapping sound, and the rolling numbers gradually began to slow down, and finally stopped.
Seeing the number that stopped at the end, Su Luo touched her mouth speechlessly... When did her mouth become effective?
Beichen Ying looked at the numbers silently, and then looked at Su Luo silently. He wanted to speak, but didn't know where to start.
Only Zi Yan, when she saw the number above, almost jumped up. She flew towards Su Luo, tightly hugged her in her arms, and jumped up and down with excitement:
"Luoluo! It's not No. 99! It's really not No. 99 this time! Wow!!!!!"
"Yes, it's not No. 99, but No. 7. The previous 11 misfortunes are just for this one good luck. Go get the gift." Su Luo patted Zi Yan on the shoulder in a funny way.
"Yeah, yeah!!!" Zi Yan nodded fiercely, then jumped to the front of the shelf, "No. 7 is pretty close to the front, I don't know what it is."
As Zi Yan said this, she glanced at Li Aochen provocatively.
Li Aochen turned away angrily and said in a cold tone: "It took me 12 times to draw the same treasure. What's there to be proud of?"
Zi Yan retorted slowly: "You are not even qualified to draw 12 times, so what position do you have to despise me?"
"You!" Li Aochen was choked immediately and had nothing to say. Because in fact, he did not have the capital or qualifications to draw 11 times. Even if he was jealous, it was in vain. Because of this, Li Aochen felt even more angry.
"No. 7, No. 7... Wow, the flowing light sword!" Zi Yan screamed in surprise, "The wind attribute flowing light sword! What a beautiful sword!"