"Oh, oh." Blue Hill trotted over to draw lots.

LAN Xuan's luck is quite bad. He even got Li aochen, the new young master of Li's family, with one signature.

Li aochen provocatively raised the corner of his lips and gave a cold smile.

A little anger flashed in his eyes! He was so despised.

Su Luo comforted him: "in fact, you're OK. At least you didn't get Nangong and Luo Haoming. Even your brother didn't get it. You should be glad."

LAN Xuan ran away with a sad face.

Then the North Star shadow came to draw lots.

Beichen shadow continued the luck of blue shading, and the person he got was actually Mo Xiaoxun, who was very popular.

Mo Xiaoxun is the Ninth level Beichen shadow went away with a sad face.

And then there was darkness.

Su Luo prayed secretly, hoping to draw a good signature in the dark, otherwise, there would be few people left on their side.

The dark night's luck is worse than blue shading and beichenying. It's just bad luck to get home.

"Luo Haoming -" he looked at the sign in his hand in the dark night. He was always famous for his calmness and self-reliance. His forehead was full of blue veins.

Su Luo has no language to look at the sky, but still can only comfort: "fortunately did not draw their own brothers, killing each other what, that is really abusive."

At night, he looked at the rest of the sign and looked at Su Luo. He said to Su Luo, "this battle should be as you wish."

Su Luo's wish now is to have a war with Su Qing. With an individual drawing a lot, there are not many in it now.

Ziyan took the sign and walked slowly over. Su Luo looked at her face tangled appearance, can't help but some uneasiness: "can't be smoke in us two?"

Purple Yan eyes extremely tangled to look at Su Luo, see Su Luo suddenly grabbed her hand's signature.

"Ha ha ha, what's your hurry?" After su Luo looked at the signature, Ziyan laughed.

Su Luo patted her on the back, "OK, even you dare to tease me, play on the side!"

What Ziyan draws is Ouyang tomorrow, which has not been revealed in this battle.

Ouyang tomorrow is a direct descendant of the royal family of the Western Jin Dynasty. According to the information obtained, he did not say how powerful he was, but he made his way to the top 13. It can be seen that he is not a simple character.

"It's good to have Ouyang tomorrow." Ziyan was very satisfied with the result. "Now there are four places left. It is clear that you, the third senior brother, Su Qing and night letter."

"The most troublesome situation is that if you get a group with the third senior brother, then..." Ziyan grabs her hair, and she doesn't know how to go on.

Not to mention, the probability is very high.

Su Luo also thought of this problem, but now she can't do anything, because poor Su Luo doesn't even have the qualification to draw lots, even the lottery can only pick up the rest of others.

"Don't worry. Think of my usual luck. How could such a thing happen?" Su Luo's smile is calm and calm.

"I believe in your luck!" Ziyan smiles, but her eyes are still worried.

While speaking, the night letter had already passed the lottery.

He smiles and nods at Su Luo, then stands in front of the draw box.

At this time, almost everyone's eyes are focused on the slender fingers of night letter.

At this point, he had a red signature in his hand, which indicated the number.

It's a round ticket with 12 numbers. Now the night letter is holding number five.

If someone gets the number seven, that person is the opponent of the night letter.

Then there are three more people. Who will get the number seven?

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