Chapter 8 Congratulations to Senior Brother for mentioning the Changhong Sword!

The staff of Wanbao Pavilion was a middle-aged man, and he laughed when he heard it, "Such a beautiful thing, I am very happy!"

Qin Yu handed the Changhong Sword to the middle-aged man with both hands, and the man took it and placed it on the side of the table.

Zhang Lian stopped talking nonsense, gritted his teeth, and a small pile of spirit stones was also placed on the table, "This is 500 lower-grade spirit stones, plus this Qi Replenishing Pill...... He Zhong, lend me 200 spirit stones!"

He Zhong's face was bitter, he didn't expect Zhang Lian to agree so happily, but he still needed to borrow money from himself.

200 spirit stones, this is all your belongings!

He didn't want to borrow it, but as soon as he looked at Zhang Lian's fierce gaze, he was scared.

"What are you worried about? Are you afraid that I won't pay you back, or do you think I'm going to lose to that broom star?"

He Zhong squeezed out a wry smile and said, "But, senior brother, I don't have so many......"

Zhang Lian was so angry that his teeth itched, and words popped out of his teeth and whispered to He Zhong: "I don't believe that you don't even have 100 lower-grade spirit stones!

He Zhong suddenly became a bitter gourd face, for fear of offending Zhang Lian to death, so he had to take it out and hand it to Zhang Lian, "Senior brother, this is all my spirit stones, you ......"

Zhang Lian didn't listen to his nonsense, grabbed it and put it on the table, "Hmph, is this enough?"

"Well, that's enough. Qin Yu was a little surprised by Zhang Lian's wealth.

The gap between people is really big.

Seeing these bets, the people around suddenly became noisy.

"Awesome! So many spirit stones, this is a stud!"

"How do I feel that other people are so rich? Isn't it an immortal who cultivates with me? Nima's, the eighth-layer condensation is enough, and even the fifth-layer condensation even has a lower-grade spiritual weapon!"

"But that guy is a fool, he accepts such an unfair bet, isn't it stupid?"

"Haven't you heard?

"Is he crazy or stupid?!How can I not meet such an idiot?!"

"Yes, I can't meet such a superb junior brother! why didn't he look for me?"

"This is thinking of the Fa and giving him a gift to his senior brother!"

......

Zhang Lian, who was still a little worried, listened to the discussions of the people around him and completely relieved himself.

Yes, this is Qin Yu, this guy is in a hurry to give himself a baby!

He laughed, his heart was relaxed, he looked at Qin Yu mockingly, and said, "Senior Brother Qin, since you want to hand over the Changhong Sword to Senior Brother and me, then Senior Brother will be disrespectful! I hope your luck is good enough!"

Qin Yu glanced at him strangely, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's a coincidence, when I drew this Changhong Sword in the Lucky Pavilion a few days ago, Senior Brother Wang Tongfu also said the same thing to me, and the ending was very surprising - since Senior Brother gave me auspicious words, then Senior Brother was disrespectful!"

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he almost couldn't help but slap himself - you fool, what are you talking about?!

Although he didn't think that if he said this, the other party would be able to really go against the sky, but who would say this kind of thing? Luck itself is metaphysics!

Seeing that Zhang Lian was as uncomfortable as eating a fly, Qin Yu laughed, then ignored him and waited intently for the lottery on the stage.

Although the onlookers felt that Qin Yu had a hole in his brain, when they saw this situation, they felt that the other party was really calm, and they felt a little admiration.

On the other hand, Zhang Lian is obviously superior everywhere, and his partial life is suppressed to death, which makes people feel contemptible.

The Wanbao Pavilion personnel on the stage soon received a notification that the chips were collected, and under the nervous gaze of everyone, they pressed a button, and a large turntable automatically turned, and the pointer on the turntable quickly crossed between the many grids.

As the turntable slowed down, the host laughed, "The results are about to be revealed, so who will be the winner?"

Concentrate and hold your breath.

Finally, the hand shook for a while, slowly pointing to a section marked "thirteen", and finally stopped.

"Congratulations to the guests who have the number 13 number to be raised! You are the lucky winner of this round of the lottery! You can take the number to the side to receive your prize!"

Those who participated in the crowdfunding found that they had not won and looked disappointed.

He Zhong laughed and congratulated Zhang Liandao: "No. 13! Congratulations to Senior Brother Zhang, congratulations to Senior Brother Zhang, and the victory of Senior Brother Zhang! I have seen it just now, and the number chips that Qin Yu bought are the last few tickets, just No. 21 to 26! It is impossible to be so high on the 13th! Congratulations to Senior Brother for mentioning the Changhong Sword of the Spiritual Weapon! This time he will definitely shine in the Secret Mansion!"

He is really happy for Zhang Lian, at least Zhang Lian won, and he doesn't have to worry about being owed what he lent him.

He didn't want Zhang Lian to be able to give him anything, he just thought that he was satisfied without any losses.

Those spirit stones are all treasures that I have wiped countless times one by one!

Uh-huh! I'll kiss them all when I get them back!

Zhang Lian's face showed ecstasy, but he pretended to be generous and said to Qin Yu: "Senior Brother Qin, the Changhong Sword belongs to me, don't be heartbroken! Hahaha! With the Changhong Sword, this trip to the secret mansion, I will definitely be like a tiger with wings! There is a share of the merit of the junior brother, and the senior brother will not forget it." ”

With that, he turned around and couldn't wait to take his spoils.

Inferior spirit weapon, I want to have one in my dreams.

Qin Yu took a step forward and blocked in front of him.

Zhang Lian raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically: "Do you dare to regret it?!"

Qin Yu smiled and said, "How does Senior Brother Zhang know that I don't have a number 13?"

"Just say it if you regret it, do you want to bluff me? I saw ...... when you bought the lottery just now" Zhang Lian's smile suddenly froze, and he realized that he had missed one thing, that is, before they opened the gambling contract, Qin Yu had already bought a number chip!

The scene suddenly became extremely quiet.

Bang, bang, Zhang Lian even heard his heart beating violently, and his body froze completely. How he wished that someone in the crowd would jump out in ecstasy and say that he had won, but so far, no ......

"Hey, look, have any of you won the lottery?"

"Madan, it's not me!"

"I didn't! Another wave of losses, cheat daddy!"

Onlookers spontaneously searched for the lucky winner, but no one claimed it.

Qin Yu took out the number he bought at the beginning, and secretly praised it, the system is really the system, he bought so many later, but the one that hit it was the first one, without any deviation.

He showed the number with the eye-catching "thirteen" written on it in front of Zhang Lian and others, and in Zhang Lian's miserable face to the point of cold sweat, he smiled and handed the number chip to the middle-aged man, "I won this time, please give me the prize, and I also took these bets." ”

He Zhong and the others opened their mouths and stammered for a long time, feeling that their congratulations just now were simply stupid to the extreme.

Especially, your own precious spirit stones! Without them, how can you sleep!

- Qin Yu, this disgusting guy, why don't you die!

He cried with a sad face, "Senior Brother Zhang, this is ...... What should I do?"

The middle-aged man laughed, carefully checked the number chips, and only after confirming that it was correct did he look at Qin Yu appreciatively and said, "Young man is atmospheric enough, and his luck is also excellent!

After saying that, he pushed the Changhong Sword and the pile of spirit stones in front of Qin Yu, "These are naturally yours, and your prizes are also taken." ”

"Slow down!" Zhang Lian suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Qin Yu's hand, stared at him and said, "Qin Yu, bet again, do you dare?!"