1662. Chapter 1662 Winning the Grand Prize 5

3q c, the fastest update of The Evil King Chasing His Wife: Good-for-nothing Miss Nitian! "Imperial blood coagulation pill on the 15th." Bei Chenying tightened her lower lip, and a strong desire to draw lots spontaneously arose, "I'll come next time! I want to draw a lottery too!"

The previous few times, he was all thanking you for your patronage, which already made his heart ache, and he wished he could chop off his own hands, but now that Luo Haoming easily took away the imperial blood coagulation pill, Bei Chenying couldn't sit still.

"Imperial Blood Congealing Pill, haha, not bad!" Luo Haoming, who was hit by happiness, couldn't find his way out of joy. Originally, his hope was nothing more than a master-level elixir, but now he jumped to the emperor-level immediately. This surprise came so fast that it took him a long time to react.

An imperial blood coagulation pill is equivalent to a life, how could Luo Haoming be unhappy? This result was far beyond his expectations.

Seeing Luo Haoming carefully put away the Emperor Blood Congealing Pill, Li Aochen narrowed his eyes dangerously, but he lowered his eyes quietly, burying all his emotions under his eyes.

Su Luo caught Li Aochen's flickering cold light, and couldn't help sweating secretly for Luo Haoming, but she didn't have any friendship with Luo Haoming, so she didn't remind her, besides, Luo Haoming was not a white rabbit either. , looks like a black-bellied character, so he shouldn't let himself suffer.

After Luo Haoming left the lottery machine, Beichen Yingte rushed up happily, "I'll do it! No one is allowed to grab me!"

Zi Yan patted him on the head angrily: "Do you think that if Luo Haoming can get the treasure, you can also get it? Don't be ashamed, come down and replace me, I'm luckier than you."

Bei Chenying was immediately unhappy when she heard that: "Who said that? It's fine if I'm worse than you, but do you think I'm even worse than Luo Haoming?"

"Your luck is really inferior!" Zi Yan said vowedly.

"Then I'm going to prove it to you! Tell me, what do you like on those shelves! I'll smoke whatever you like!" Bei Chenying rolled up her sleeves, as if she was going to do something big. .

"Number 9, Zi Yuyi, if you can draw this number, I will marry you!" Zi Yan smiled and blinked provocatively.

"Okay! I'm going to order the No. 9 master! This will prove to you little girl how powerful Master is." Bei Chenying pressed the start button solemnly.

Su Luo couldn't help but find it funny seeing the two people quarreling wildly. Did the two of them really pay attention to the content of the agreement? Do you really pay attention? If Bei Chenying really got the number 9, then this matter would be very interesting.

"You draw, you draw, I'll see if you can really draw number 9! If you can really draw, I, I will not only marry you, but I will also serve you tea and water and be a maid and slave for the rest of my life! "Zi Yan thinks, how can it be possible to say that the number 9 is the number 9? With Bei Chenying's bad luck, he is already very honored to be able to draw No. 99. How about No. 9? It's faster to dream.

"Okay! Young Master, I really have to be number 9 today!" Bei Chenying felt very excited, and only heard a popping sound, and the scrolling numbers began to slow down at a constant speed.

Rows of numbers rolled by.

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

Su Luo looked at the number, then looked at Bei Chenying, and then her eyes fell on Zi Yan's face

For a while, the audience was silent and there was no sound

It was so quiet that the sound of fallen leaves falling to the ground could be clearly heard.

——Updated on the 9th