These white stones were originally picked up by the roadside. They were the best if they could win, and they would not lose if they didn't, so she didn't need to worry about gains and losses at all.
Thinking of this, Su Luo angrily glared at Dongfang Xuan, who was laughing like a madman, and then started the third-to-last draw.
Due to the dozen or so failures in the past, everyone's eyes on Su Luo were very complicated.
Zi Yan, Bei Chenying and the others have expressions of sympathy and comfort, but Dongfang Xuan's three are definitely gloating and ridiculing.
"There are only the last three chances, do you think it's still possible for you?" Dongfang Xuanju looked down at Su Luo condescendingly, his chin raised high, and a wicked sneer came up in disdain.
"Is it possible that I have a relationship with you for half a dime? You are just onlookers, you are so embarrassed to point fingers at the right master?" Su Luo snorted disdainfully, and stared back imposingly.
Dongfang Xuan was choked again.
"Do you want to bet? I bet you still won't win this time! What? Dare to bet?" Dongfang Xuan proudly took out a purple spar from his sleeve and placed it in front of Su Luo, "If you lose, this The purple spar is yours, how about it?"
The purple spar was very attractive to Su Luoyong. Because at the level of the ninth and tenth order, ordinary spar is not enough for them to have spiritual power, so this kind of high-grade spar is needed. It is a pity that the purple spar continent is extremely rare and rarely seen.
"Then what?" Su Luo half-squinted and glanced at him seriously.
"If you lose, give me the remaining two chances!" Dongfang Xuan's tone was gloomy and unbearable, "How is it? Do you dare to gamble?"
In the face of Dongfang Xuan's aggressive approach, Su Luo smiled lightly: "Since you want to send the purple spar to this girl, you won't accept it if you don't accept it."
"What a big tone, I'm just afraid that you lose your wife and lose your troops." Dongfang Xuan sneered again and again, "As far as your bad luck is concerned, the remaining three chances are a waste for you, why don't you give them to me? ."
"Then let's wait and see." Su Luo raised the corners of his lips lightly.
"Luoluo..." Zi Yan tugged at Su Luo's sleeve, her expression a little hesitant, "Are you really gambling?"
Su Luo heard the words and smiled: "Is this still fake?"
"Do you need me to try it for you?" Zi Yan had no confidence in Su Luo's luck today. He has been a black hand more than ten times in a row, the probability is as low as eighteen layers of hell, how can he win Dongfang Xuan
"I'll try first, anyway, I won't lose if I lose." Su Luo smiled.
So, under everyone's attention, Su Luo closed her eyes, numbers kept popping up in her mind, and suddenly, Su Luo's fingers tightened a little.
"Beep--" With a sound, the lottery draw stopped.
"89... 56... 34... 12... Wow, stop, stop, it's 12!!!!" Zi Yan screamed excitedly, almost jumping up in excitement.
Bei Chenying was also excited again and again: "Hey, time has come and gone, this time is finally not thank you for your patronage!"
At this time, Dongfang Xuan's complexion seemed to be red and white, and then turned iron blue again. In short, it was unpredictable and unpredictable.
Su Luo glanced at him with a smile, then took the purple spar as a matter of course, and asked casually, "Are you still gambling?"
When Su Luo said these three words, his tone was very flat, in a condescending and gloating tone that made people's hearts rise upon hearing it.