"The Imperial Blood Coagulation Pill for number 15..." Beichen Ying pursed his lips, a strong desire to draw lots rising spontaneously, "I'll come next time! I want to draw too!"
The previous few times he had only expressed gratitude for the patronage, which had already made his heart ache and he wished he could chop off his hands. But now seeing Luo Haoming easily taking away the Imperial Blood Coagulation Pill, Beichen Ying could no longer sit still.
"Imperial-grade Blood Clotting Pill, haha, not bad, not bad!" Luo Haoming was so overwhelmed with happiness that he was almost lost. Originally, he had only hoped for a Grandmaster-grade pill, but now it had suddenly jumped to Imperial-grade. This surprise came so quickly that it took him a long time to react.
An Imperial-grade blood-clotting pill was equivalent to a life, so how could Luo Haoming not be happy? This result was far beyond his expectations.
Seeing Luo Haoming carefully put away the imperial-grade blood-clotting pill, Li Aochen's eyes narrowed dangerously, but he lowered his eyes quietly and buried all his emotions beneath his eyes.
Su Luo caught the flash of coldness in Li Aochen's eyes, and couldn't help but secretly worry for Luo Haoming. However, she didn't have much friendship with Luo Haoming, so she didn't remind him. Besides, Luo Haoming was not an easy target, and he looked like a scheming person. He shouldn't let her suffer any loss.
After Luo Haoming left the lottery machine, Beichen Yingte happily rushed over and said, "I'll do it! No one else is allowed to snatch it from me!"
Zi Yan patted his head in annoyance and said, "Do you think that if Luo Haoming can draw a treasure, you can also draw one? Don't embarrass yourself. Get down and let me take over. I'm luckier than you."
Beichen Ying was immediately displeased when he heard this: "Who said that? It's okay that I'm worse than you, but you think I'm not even as good as Luo Haoming?"
"Your luck is really not as good as mine!" Zi Yan said confidently.
"Then I'm going to prove it to you! Tell me, what do you like on those shelves? I'll give you whatever you like!" Beichen Ying rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was ready for a big fight.
"Number 9, Purple Wings, if you can draw this number, I will marry you!" Zi Yan smiled and blinked provocatively.
"Okay! I'll take No. 9! This will prove to you, little girl, how powerful I am." Beichen Ying pressed the start button seriously.
Su Luo couldn't help but laugh at the two people's chaotic quarrel. Did they really pay attention to the terms of the agreement? Did they really pay attention? If Beichen Ying really drew number 9, then this matter would be extremely interesting.
"Go ahead, go ahead, I'll see if you can actually draw number 9! If you do, I'll not only marry you, I'll also serve you tea and water as a maid for the rest of my life!" Zi Yan thought, how could she possibly just draw number 9? With Beichen Ying's lousy luck, it was already an honor for him to draw number 99, not number 9? He was just dreaming.
"Okay! Today, I have to be number 9!" Beichen Ying was extremely excited. With a snapping sound, the rolling numbers began to slow down evenly.
Lines of numbers scrolled by.
Finally, he stopped turning his head in front of a number.
Su Luo looked at the number, then looked at Beichen Ying, and then her gaze fell on Zi Yan's face...
For a moment, the whole place was silent...
It was so quiet that you could clearly hear the sound of falling leaves falling to the ground.
——Update on the 9th is complete~~
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