Zi Yan shook her head, staggeringly stood up from the lottery machine to walk away: "Anyway, I still can't win, I'd better not to draw, I can't be embarrassed any more..."
Before Zi Yan left, Bei Chenying grabbed her and dragged her to the lottery machine, and said righteously: "Draw! It must be drawn! If you run out of draws, I still have mine, I'll also give you my share, you won't believe it, your luck will be so bad!"
Su Luo also followed suit: "Bei Chenying is right, if you don't win the lottery again, I will give you the chance."
Zi Yan was moved in her heart, and nodded with gritted teeth: "Then, let's do it for the last time, if I don't hit again, I really won't do it!"
After speaking, Zi Yan carefully pressed the start button, staring at the numbers scrolling quickly on the screen for a moment.
The numbers were lightning fast and flashed by before anyone could see them clearly, and it would be in vain if anyone tried to count the numbers and then hit the stop button.
"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 are already very low.
"It would be great if you got No. 7 in the draw..." Su Luo looked at the shelf and said in a low voice.
On the No. 7 shelf is a streamer sword, second only to Chengying and Chixiao's peerless swords, and it has the wind attribute, which is perfect for Beichen.
Bei Chenying grunted angrily: "Do you think her luck would 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 for a moment, and finally, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes tightly, and then pressed the stop button with her fingers.
With a loud bang, the scrolling numbers gradually began to slow down and finally stopped.
Seeing the number that stopped at the end, Su Luo silently touched her mouth... When did her mouth work
Bei Chenying silently looked at the numbers, then Su Luo, and wanted to speak, but didn't know where to start.
Only Zi Yan, when she saw the numbers above, her whole body almost jumped up, she shot Su Luo like a fly, tightly hugged her with a bear hug and wrapped her in her arms, jumping and jumping very excitedly: "Luoluo! It's not No. 99! It's really not No. 99 this time! Wow!!!!"
"Yeah, it's not No. 99, it's No. 7. The misfortunes of the previous 11 times are for the sake of this one's luck, go get a gift." Su Luo patted Zi Yan's shoulder with a funny smile.
"Mmmmmmm!!!" Zi Yan nodded fiercely, and then jumped to the front of the shelf, "No. 7 is quite ahead, and I don't know what it is."
While talking, Zi Yan gave Li Aochen a provocative look.
Li Aochen turned his face away angrily, and his tone was cold: "It took 12 draws 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, what position do you have to despise me?"
"You!" Li Aochen was suddenly choked and had nothing to say. Because in fact, he does not have the capital and qualifications to draw 11 times, even if he is jealous, he is jealous. It was because of this that Li Aochen was even more angry in his heart.
"No. 7, No. 7... Wow, streamer sword!" Zi Yan screamed in surprise, "Wind attribute streamer sword! What a beautiful sword!"