The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 1629 – There was treasure everywhere (8)

Chapter 1629 – There was treasure everywhere (8)

Beichen Ying took a deep breath and approached the screen. Because of excitement, his fingers trembled slightly.

“You must by all means not draw a ‘thank you for your patronage’ back ah, otherwise I’ll slaughter you!” Zi Yan threatened at the critical juncture.

Beichen Ying was unconvinced: “How do you speak? These ninety-nine squares, even if I close my eyes, it’s impossible for me to draw ‘thank you for your patronage’ ah. You really think my luck would be bad to that degree?”

To draw ‘thank you for your patronage’ was close to one percent chance. No matter what, Beichen Ying didn’t believe his luck would be that bad.

“Then let us wait and see.” Zi Yan was simply not optimistic about Beichen Ying.

“Just wait and see!” Beichen Ying couldn’t accept being looked down upon.

Seeing the two fight like roosters, Su Luo smilingly shook her head. These two were a quarrelsome but loving couple. On the surface, it seemed as if they didn’t see eye-to-eye, but in fact… they still were thoughtful for each other.

Just when these thoughts continuously went through Su Luo’s brain, Beichen Ying’s hand had already pushed down the deciding b.u.t.ton.

“Honk, honk, honk——”

The prize-drawing machine gave a clear sound, immediately attracting everyone’s attention.

The numbers 1 to 99 rolled on the screen. Moreover, these numbers appeared without any kind of pattern or order to speak of. Even the most accurate calculations wouldn’t be able to find a pattern.

Now, seeing those numbers, Beichen Ying felt that his mind was about to explode. These numbers flashed by like lightning, so fast that he simply couldn’t react.

Now, besides Nangong Liuyun, everyone else all circled around the prize-drawing machine. Completely surrounding Beichen Ying in the middle.

“You choose ah.” Seeing Beichen Ying was slow and motionless, Zi Yan anxiously urged in a loud voice.

“Okay, okay, I know, don’t have to urge ah.” Beichen Ying waved his hand, and everyone all retreated a step. Then, he closed his eyes and suddenly jabbed the ‘decided’ b.u.t.ton.

Soon after, everyone sucked in a cold breath of air.

Beichen Ying, right now, nervously had his eyes closed, hearing the sound of people sucking in a breath, his heart was scared, delighted and nervous. Everyone’s reaction was so strong, this must be because he had drawn a super precious treasure ah!

“What is it? What is it?” Beichen Ying had his eyes closed, not daring to look. Afraid if he looked at the good thing, it would change into ‘thank you for your patronage’.

“Look for yourself.” Zi Yan unhappily rolled her eyes at him.

“Alas.” Su Luo slowly sighed, silently patting Beichen Ying on the shoulder.

Beichen Ying’s heart immediately fell from heaven to h.e.l.l, momentarily accompanied by sorrow. He opened his eyes to look towards the prize-drawing machine: thank you for your patronage! Actually really was number 99, ‘thank you for your patronage’!

Beichen Ying looked at his own right hand. Under the sunlight, this hand was pure white like jade. Such a good hand, how could it be a black hand? He couldn’t accept it!

Su Luo comforted him by patting the back of his hand: “It’s nothing, it’s nothing. This is the first time, next time you will have the experience to get it.”

These words of comfort almost made Beichen Ying cry. Drawing a prize wasn’t like other things, still saying next time he’d have the experience? Was drawing prizes something that experience would help with? This all depended on luck ah, luck! Thinking up to here, Beichen Ying once again silently looked at his right hand.

“There’re still more chances. In any case, we have plenty of white stones. Moreover, it was picked up for free and didn’t spend a single cent.” Su Luo very generously counted out one hundred white stones and very easily cast it into the machine: “Try again, I don’t believe you still can draw ‘thank you for your patronage’ again.”

“What if I really draw it? Then what to do….” Beichen Ying wanted to cry but lacked the tears as he looked at Su Luo. All his confidence had been hit until it collapsed.