âThen that will depend on if you have this kind of luck or not.â Beichen Yingâs muttering clearly was waiting to watch Zi Yan becoming a joke.
âWait and see.â Zi Yan rolled her eyes at him, turned her body and efficiently pressed the start button.
As a result, countless numbers very quickly rolled before Zi Yanâs eyes.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
These numbers didnât have any order, from 0 to 99, the numbers continuously changed. Even if someone wanted to predict it, it would be difficult.
âCan only stake on a personâs character.â Su Luo spread out her hands towards Zi Yan.
âLuo Luo, your hand.â Zi Yan extended her right hand to Su Luo.
Su Luo felt this was ridiculous, and helplessly shook her head. Then, she extended her right hand and linked it together with Zi Yanâs, and laughingly said: âMust you be so superstitious?â
âYou donât need to say it, you canât not believe in it. In fact, itâs just that strange.â After Zi Yanâs hand rubbed Su Luoâs little red hand ,after with a âpowâ sound, she directly pushed down the stop button.
âWhooshâââ The continuously flickering numbers stopped.
âAh, ah, ah, ahhhhhh!!!! Number 77! Number 77!!!â Zi Yan wasnât like Beichen Ying who didnât dare look, so she immediately saw the result of her draw. When she saw the number 77, she immediately jumped up to cheer repeatedly.
âWow, wow, wow!!! Luo Luo, your little red hand is too cute! Boo hoo! Love it to death!â Zi Yan expressed her mood outwardly, she was endlessly excited.
Su Luo also felt very surprised. She didnât expect that after Beichen Yingâs twice in a row of bad luck, things would change for the better for Zi Yan. Su Luo lowered her head to look at her own hand. This little hand wasnât really the legendary little red hand right?
Only now did Zi Yanâs gaze sweep to the dumbfounded Beichen Ying on the side.
Zi Yan, in a very big sister-like manner, patted the lifeless Beichen Ying. Proudly, she said with eyes full of spirit: âHow about it? Convinced now?â
Beichen Yingâs pitch-black eyes silently looked at her, then turned his face away. In his heart, he irritably roasted: Horseâs tail, he got âthank you for your patronageâ twice. Horseâs hair, horseâs hair, horseâs hair!!! The Gods were really too unfair!!!
But when his head turned back, it was full of a faint smile. âNumber 77 ah. Donât know what kind of stuff is number 77. Maybe itâs not much better than âthank you for your patronageâ.â
âBeichen Ying, you just continue to be jealous.â Zi Yan complacently walked to the front of that shelf. She mumbled: âNumber 77, what kind of thing will number 77 be....â
âNumber 77 is here!â Zi Yanâs eyes lit up, so excited that she almost pounced up.
âPfff!â Seeing the thing in box number 77, Beichen Ying couldnât hold back and directly spurted out a laugh. Soon after, he proudly looked at Zi Yan, âIt seems your luck isnât that good either.â
Number 77, Grandmaster level Spirit Restoration Pill.
Seeing this medicinal pill, Zi Yanâs expression was complicated.
Originally speaking, a Grandmaster level Spirit Restoration Pill was a very rare medicinal pill. If Zi Yan saw it before, she would be extremely excited. But now, she was stunned foolish by Su Luo once in a while tossing out a Emperor level Medicinal Pill. So, this Grandmaster level Spirit Restoration Pill already couldnât invoke Zi Yanâs excitement.
âGrandmaster level Spirit Restoration Pill is very good ah. Iâm very satisfied.â Zi Yan forced herself to catch that Grandmaster level Spirit Restoration Pill that automatically popped out of a mysterious ice fog.
Beichen Ying had both hands on his hips as he howled with laughter on the side. He had a feeling of winning back a game.
Su Luo unhappily slanted a glance at him, coldly tossing out a sentence: âLooks like in the future, Little Shadow wonât need to take medicinal pills from me.â
Beichen Ying, hearing this, his face changed faster than the sky. Immediately, he headed towards Su Luo in a kissing up manner.