The flush on Duan Zhiyun's face gradually subsided, and there seemed to be a puddle of water in her eyes, but she just stared at Zhu Luan intently, and opened her mouth worriedly.

"You are still young, you don't know the power of people's hearts," she persuaded bitterly, "You are so in the limelight today, although no one dares to question you now, but there will definitely be many guests who will be unconvinced afterwards," Duan Zhiyun stepped forward, held Zhu Luan's hand, and snorted at Song Yuxue, "You see Xue'er too, how sad you are now." ”

"I didn't want to get involved in these things," she shook her head, "but you and Xue'er are both good friends of mine, so I can't help but come to this round," Duan Zhiyun looked embarrassed, "So now, I have to draw lots to repay your innocence." ”

"Although my sister is not outstanding in other aspects, she has also accumulated some fame over the years," the girl puffed up her chest confidently, "Presumably the fathers and villagers in Huizhou are still willing to believe me." ”

The girl's voice is gentle, her eyes are sincere, and her feelings are expressed everywhere in her body.

With such a reasonable and well-founded rhetoric that is sincerely only for the sake of others, which little girl can stand it? Anyway, Miss Zhu Jiu, who is not deeply involved in the world and is simple-minded, eats this set the most.

That kid is a simple infatuated person.

Zhu Luan looked at Duan Zhiyun who was holding his hand with a smile, and the figure of Miss Zhu Jiu appeared in front of him.

These girls are smiling, immaculate, and immaculate, but why do they have to play with these thoughts, why are they so vicious.

Obviously nothing happened between them.

Is life really going too well?

Zhu Luan couldn't understand it, and he didn't want to understand it.

Her gaze moved down to the hand held by Duan Zhiyun, the breath on Duan Zhiyun's body was very light, and the pulse was beating very fast, but it was quite stable, it should have been practiced under Duan Lizheng's guidance, and she barely gathered her qi.

Duan Zhiyun's face looked calm, but the fluctuations in her body easily betrayed her.

Duan Lizheng, who was in the crowd, stared at the two people on the high platform.

Compared to her sister who was talking from the bottom of her heart, the girl just smiled slightly and didn't speak.

This made Duan Zhiyun's actions look like she was acting in a one-man show, which was a bit funny from a bystander's point of view.

When Duan Zhiyun held Zhu Luan's hand, Duan Lizheng stared at the hands of the two of them, and suddenly felt a chill.

At this moment, as long as Zhu Luan poured the true yuan through the hands of the two of them, he could easily break Duan Zhiyun's heart.

The girl in front of her was the one who broke through the Yi Heaven Realm overnight, the one who broke the arrow of the sharpshooter Murong Shi without changing her face, and the one who handed her the bow in the field of life and death.

Most of you didn't know her.

Her sister didn't know her either.

He may know only the tip of the iceberg.

Duan Lizheng's right index finger moved slightly, staring at his sister's figure with some concern, and at this moment, the girl who was originally looking at Duan Zhiyun raised her head without warning, and her eyes passed through Duan Zhiyun's shoulder.

The eyes are facing each other.

Duan Lizheng felt that the surroundings suddenly quieted down, and the originally noisy casino was far away from him.

Through the bustling crowd, Duan Lizheng and Zhu Luan's eyes intersected.

This time, because she was standing on a high platform, his gaze was lower than hers.

Duan Lizheng raised his head slightly, and Zhu Luan lowered his head slightly.

At this moment, he seemed not to be in a noisy casino, but to return to the early morning on the peak of the five-song hidden screen.

That time, on the lawn of Ziyang Academy, she raised her head to look at him.

This time, at the casino in Dusk Tower, she looked down at him.

"Zhu Ying." Duan Lizheng couldn't help but pronounce this name out of his mouth when he heard it.

He saw that the girl who saw him showed a smile that he didn't understand, and then withdrew his gaze and glanced at Duan Zhiyun, who was chattering.

"Okay," she said, "if you want to draw lots, let's get started." ”

Duan Zhiyun was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect her to agree so simply, and nodded hurriedly.

The master of ceremonies on the side breathed a sigh of relief, re-finished the final note, and motioned for Legong to strike.

The eighteenth game of the first game of Wendou officially opened.

……

……

"The beginning of this gambling game is really not easy," in the Tianzi Pavilion, Situ Gaoyi shook his head, "It's really a good toss every time." ”

"So it's troublesome for this woman to participate in the gambling game," Hong Shan echoed on the side, but when he saw the gaze cast by Princess Jinyang, his voice couldn't help but be lowered.

"I don't know how long this gamble will last," he continued, "It's the first time I've seen Yu Sinian end, and I hope this little girl can hold up a few more songs, otherwise it will be ruined." ”

"She memorized the eighth song in the last game, and this one should not be lost so early." Situ Gao said.

"Not necessarily." Hong Shan squeezed his eyes at Duan Haochu, "It's not the master of ceremonies who drew lots this time, who knows what will happen?" ”

Li Wenyao, who was by the window, frowned when he heard this, and looked at Mu Kezhi, who was silent, with some concern.

He knew that Zhu Luan couldn't go out of a thousand, so it was nothing to draw lots for substitutions, but the master of ceremonies would at least take the rules and regulations layer by layer, and no one knew if this Miss Duan, who was recommended by Mao Sui, would abide by this rule.

Mu Kezhi's eyes were indifferent, and he watched the movement on the high platform while drinking, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

The result is obviously not.

There was a sound from the high platform, and the master of ceremonies opened the large jar full of poems, and just stepped aside after stirring it ten times with a sandalwood cane in his hand, Duan Zhiyun on the side immediately couldn't wait to put his hand deep into the altar.

The master of ceremonies frowned on the side, "Miss Duan, the lottery is generally to draw the upper poetry lottery first, and then draw the lower ones a little deeper." ”

Duan Zhiyun tried to dig his hand deeper, and said in a casual tone, "This uncle, I came to help draw lots to clear my friend's suspicions, how can I still follow your habits?" She chuckled, "You're not trying to trap my friend in a land of injustice, are you?" ”

How does this girl speak?

The master of ceremonies felt a sense of disgust in his heart, although the young lady who recited the poem before was also strange in his words and deeds, but now it seems that it is much better than the smiling woman in front of him.

The master of ceremonies glanced at the quiet fourth floor, didn't say anything more, and quietly stepped aside.

Duan Zhiyun smiled proudly, her hand kept stirring inside the jar, the paper made a rustling sound, and after a while, she hesitated to take out a note from the depths of the jar, and after unfolding it, she was about to read it out in high spirits, and Zhu Luan, who was standing opposite to Yu Sinian, raised a hand.

Duan Zhiyun choked for a moment, wanting to pretend that she didn't see it and continue reading, but the master of ceremonies on the side preemptively said, "Miss Jiu, please tell me something." ”

Zhu Luan nodded and said, "It's still the same as the last one, I want to attach that condition, the limit is more than ten years," she looked at Yu Sinian, "If Yu Gongzi is willing to accept this condition, I can ......"

"I know, I don't need you to do anything." Yu Sinian interrupted her, "I accept this condition. ”

"For the sake of fairness, don't add any conditions," Duan Zhiyun, who was left out in the cold, came up and interjected with a sweet smile, "I think it's a bit ...... like this."

Before she could finish speaking, Yu Sinian, who had been expressionless, turned to her and interrupted her mercilessly.

"Don't say more, let's get started."

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