"The 15th Emperor-level Blood Coagulation Pill..." Bei Chenying was tightening his lower lip, and a strong desire to draw lots arises, "I'll come next time! I'll draw too!"

He thanked the patrons all the times before, and he had already made his heart sore that he wanted to buy it himself, but now seeing Luo Haoming easily remove the emperor-level blood coagulation pill, Bei Chenying couldn't sit still.

"Imperial-level blood coagulation pill, haha, it's not bad!" Luo Haoming, who was hit by happiness, was a little confused. Originally, his hope was just a master-level pill, but now he jumped to the emperor level all at once. The surprise came too quickly, which made him react for a long time.

The emperor-level blood coagulation pill is equivalent to a life, how could Luo Haoming be unhappy? Such a result was far beyond his expectations.

Seeing Luo Haoming carefully put away the emperor-level blood coagulation pill, Li Aochen's eyes narrowed dangerously, but he quietly lowered his eyes and buried all his emotions under his eyes.

Su Luo captured the flash of cold light by Li Aochen and couldn't help but secretly sweat for Luo Haoming. However, she had no friendship with Luo Haoming, so she did not remind her. Besides, Luo Haoming is not a white rabbit, and she looks like a dark-hearted person, so she should not let herself suffer a loss.

After Luo Haoming left the lottery plane, Beichen Yingte rushed forward happily, "I'll come, I'll do it! No one is allowed to compete with me!"

Zi Yan patted his head angrily: "Do you think Luo Haoming can draw the baby? Don't be embarrassed, you'll better come down and change me to the next time. I'm better luck than you."

Bei Chenying was immediately unhappy when she heard this: "Who said it? It would be fine if you are worse than you, but you think I am not even as good as Luo Haoming?"

"Your luck is really not as good as you!" Zi Yan said confidently.

"Then I'm going to prove it to you! Say, what do you like on those shelves! I'll give you whatever you like!" Bei Chenying lifted up his sleeves, as if he was going to have a big fight.

"No. 9, Zi Yuyi, if you can draw this number, I can marry you!" Zi Yan smiled and blinked provocatively.

"Okay! I'm going to make a decision on this No. 9! This proves that I'll show you how powerful I am." Bei Chenying pressed the Start button seriously.

Su Luo couldn't help but find it funny when he saw the two of them quarreling. Did they really pay attention to the content of the agreement? Did they really pay attention? If Beichen Ying really draws No. 9, then this matter would be very interesting.

"You go, you go, I'll see if you can really draw No. 9! If you can really draw, I, not only will I marry you, I will also bring you tea and water as a maid and a slave for the rest of my life!" Zi Yan felt that it was impossible to say that to draw No. 9 if you go? With Beichenying's unlucky luck, it is already a great honor for him to draw No. 9, and he will get No. 9? It's faster to dream.

"Okay! I'm really the No. 9 today!" Beichen Ying was so angry that he felt very excited. He could only hear a bang, and the rolling numbers began to slow down at a constant speed.

Lines of numbers rolled by.

Finally, he stopped turning his head in front of a number.

Su Luo looked at the number, looked at Beichenying again, and then his eyes fell on Zi Yan's face again...

For a moment, the whole audience was silent...

It was as quiet as if the sound of falling leaves floating on the ground was clearly visible.
Chapter completed!