These white stones were originally picked up by the roadside, and they were the best they could, and there was no loss if they couldn't hit them, so she didn't need to suffer so much at all.

Thinking of this, Su Luo glared at Dongfang Xuan, who was laughing like a madman, angrily, and then started the penultimate draw.

Due to the previous dozen failures, everyone's gaze at Su Luo was very complicated.

Ziyan Beichen Ying was full of sympathy and comfort, but Dongfang Xuan's three were definitely gloating, mocking and ridiculing.

"There are only three last chances, do you think you still have a chance?" Dongfang Xuan condescendingly squinted at Su Luo, his chin raised high, and he sneered wickedly with disdain.

"Is it possible for me to have a half-dime relationship with you? You are just a bystander, are you really embarrassed to point fingers at the main owner?" Su Luo snorted disdainfully, and glared back with great momentum.

Dongfang Xuan was choked again.

"Do you want to bet? I bet you still won't win this time!How dare you bet?" Dongfang Xuan triumphantly took out a purple spar from his sleeve and put it in front of Su Luo, "If you lose, this purple spar will be yours, how about it?"

The purple spar has a great attraction to Su Luo. Because by the ninth and tenth orders, ordinary spars are no longer enough for their spiritual power, so they need this kind of high-grade spar. It's a pity that purple spars are extremely rare on the continent and rarely seen.

"And then?" Su Luo half-squinted, glancing at him with a wry look.

"If you lose, give me the remaining two chances!" Dongfang Xuan's tone was cold and could not be ignored, "How about it?"

Facing Dongfang Xuan's radical method, Su Luo smiled faintly: "Since you want to send the purple spar to this girl, you won't accept it for nothing." ”

"It's such a big breath, I'm just afraid that you will lose your wife and lose your soldiers. Dongfang Xuan sneered, "With your bad luck, the remaining three chances are a waste for you, so it's better to give me the opportunity." ”

"Then we'll see. Su Luo curled the corners of his lips lightly.

"Luoluo......" Ziyan tugged at Su Luo's sleeve, looking a little hesitant, "What a gamble?"

Su Luo smiled when he heard this: "Is this still fake?"

"Do you need me to try it for you?" Ziyan had no confidence in Su Luo's luck today. More than a dozen times in a row are black hands, this probability is simply as low as the eighteenth layer of hell, how can you win Dongfang Xuan?

"I'll try first, and I don't lose if I lose anyway. Su Luo smiled.

So, under everyone's gaze, Su Luo closed his eyes, and numbers kept appearing in his mind, and suddenly, Su Luo's fingers were slightly forced.

"Toot-" There was a sound, and the lottery stopped.

“89…… 56…… 34…… 12…… Wow, stopped, stopped, it's 12!!!" Ziyan screamed excitedly, almost jumping up in excitement.

Beichen Ying was also excited: "Hey, it's time to run, it's falling, this time it's finally not thank you for your patronage!"

At this time, Dongfang Xuan's complexion looked red and white for a while, and after a while, it was iron blue, in short, unpredictable and unpredictable.

Su Luo glanced at him with a grin, and then took the purple spar as a matter of course, and asked casually, "Are you still gambling?"

Su Luo's tone was very flat when he said these three words, and he used the kind of condescending and gloating tone, which made people's hearts rise when he heard it.