"Number 9!"
I don't know who screamed loudly.
Then, everyone's eyes focused on Zi Yan's face like searchlights.
Zi Yan stood there blankly as if struck by lightning, motionless and stupid, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.
Su Luo was also shocked by the result. She came back to her senses after hearing the scream. Then she stared at Zi Yan blankly, noticing that the fair color on Zi Yan's face gradually turned red, and finally turned as red as a cherry.
Su Luo laughed immediately and said loudly, "Oh, it really is number 9. Could it be that you two are really a match made in heaven? Look, the heavens have hinted so clearly."
"Su Luo, shut up!" Zi Yan stomped her feet angrily and turned away awkwardly.
At this moment, she couldn't help but blush, even her neck was red.
Zi Yan wanted to punch herself in the head. She had been so mad just now, jumping up and down for no reason, even saying she'd marry Bei Chen Ying and become his slave if she drew number 9. Now that she had actually drawn number 9, what was she supposed to do?!
Beichen Ying, who had drawn number 9, was stunned. He stared at the number on the screen in silence, then at the people around him laughing wildly. Then, he scratched his head in embarrassment, "How could this be..."
Was his luck really that good? How could he have encountered something so unlikely? The more Beichen Ying thought about it, the more he felt like fate was playing tricks on him.
Su Luo glanced sideways in annoyance: "How can you do this? Isn't this a good thing?"
"What's good about it?" Beichen Ying rolled his eyes at Su Luo in annoyance, and his sight fell on Zi Yan, but he saw that Zi Yan was facing away from him, her ears were red, and her back was slightly stiff. Beichen Ying suddenly felt a little awkward, and he couldn't move his hands and feet.
"This pair of purple wings is for women." Su Luo came closer and kindly reminded quietly.
Beichen Ying touched the back of his head. Of course he knew it was a women's model and he couldn't use it himself, but Zi Yan was so shy, would she accept it if he gave it to her?
Beichen Ying thought about it and decided to give it to Zi Yan.
Zi Yan really didn't want to accept it, but Su Luo was still encouraging her, "With the purple wings, your speed will double, and you can even soar in the air. In the Wandering Dragon Secret Realm, it's like having an extra life. Why would you risk your own life just for the sake of face?"
It must be said that Su Luo's words really touched Zi Yan's heart. Zi Yan snatched the purple feather wings from Beichen Ying's hand, dripped blood to recognize her as the master, and then put them on.
The purple wings were covered in lavender feathers, and when draped over Zi Yan, they gave her a sense of tranquility, like the beauty of a solitary orchid in a valley. Zi Yan was extremely pleased with the purple wings, but she couldn't help but smile. She raised her chin in a haughty manner, her face stern and cold as she said, "Don't think I'm taking advantage of you. I owe you a favor this time. When I draw something good, I'll give it to you, too."
Beichen Ying stiffened his neck and said, "I don't need you to send me off."
"It has to be given!" Zi Yan snorted twice, then pushed Bei Chenying away, "Go away, I'll draw it this time!"
But Zi Yan forgot that although she defeated Beichen Ying, the other side also had Li Aochen.
"Miss Zi Yan, didn't we agree to do it one at a time?" Li Aochen stepped forward with a faint, sarcastic sneer on his lips.
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