The number plate that Xia Fukun got was "33".

To be honest, Xia Fukun didn't care too much about this stuff.

Like lottery tickets on the planet, most of them are operated in the dark.

But Ye Qingwan is different from Ziwei. Both of them are talking, hoping that they can win the prize.

Seeing the performance of the two people, Xia Fukun couldn't help laughing at the side.

A little girl is a little girl. Even believe this kind of thing.

The acrobatic performance is over.

Compared to ordinary people, it is quite exciting. But for martial artists like Xia Fukun, it was nothing.

Soon, it was the lottery draw.

The cultivator performing the show on the stage smiled and drew one from the box with the number.

"No. 18, where is the lucky audience No. 18?"

He raised the number plate in his hand and called.

Xia Fukun laughed when he heard it.

Looking at the discouraged Ziwei and Ye Qingwan next to them.

"I said, this thing is not reliable, only fools believe it."

However, Ye Qingwan and Ziwei haven't spoken yet.

Li Qinghe on the side was taken aback for a moment, and then he took the number plate in his hand and got it right.

"I seem to be the 18th?"

Li Qinghe whispered.

Xia Fukun's expression changed at that time.

What do you mean, Lao Tie, isn't it the one who came to tear down the platform? !

He took the number plate in Li Qinghe's hand at that time, and handed it to Ye Qingwan's hand.

"Awan, congratulations on winning!"

Behind him, Li Qinghe was lost.

Didn’t you win the prize?

"Is this not so good?"

Ye Qingwan was a bit entangled, and Li Qinghe was obviously the winner.

"It's okay, he would be happy, isn't it, Li Qinghe?"

Xia Fukun looked back at Li Qinghe.

Li Qinghe suddenly felt that he was locked in by a murderous gaze. At that time, he squeezed a smile:

"Yes, yes, what's the use of my winning number? Is my Li family short of money?"

"You mean Awan bad money?"

Xia Fukun slapped Li Qinghe's forehead.

Li Qinghe: "???"

Dare to say that nothing is right? !

After seeing Xia Fukun and Li Qinghe like this, Ye Qingwan walked over to the stage with the number plate.

On stage, the cultivator who had performed acrobatics on stage saw that Ye Qingwan was so beautiful. He was just about to give Ye Qingwan a hug and blessing. By the way, he dipped some oil, and found that there was something amazing on his body. Coercion……

He smiled awkwardly.

The practitioner took out a hairpin.

"Congratulations, this is your gift!"

"Thank you."

Ye Qingwan got off the stage holding the hairpin.

Xia Fukun patted Li Qinghe on the shoulder.

"How is it? Fortunately, I didn't let you go up? How embarrassing would you be if this were to give you a hairpin?"

Li Qinghe snorted when he heard Xia Fukun's words.

"Do you know I don't like hairpins anymore? Boys can't love beauty anymore?"

Xia Fukun: "???"

Li Qinghe left with Xia Fukun and his party with a blue nose and swollen face.

The group of people wandered around the market until night fell before returning to the hotel.

I didn't encounter anything of high value like when I was in Los Angeles before, but Ye Qingwan really enjoyed this time of shopping and watching performances with Xia Fukun.

Although the two have exchanged their minds, they have not yet made that step.

Go back to the room.

Ziwei asked Ye Qingwan curiously:

"Sister, what is so good about that guy? Why do you like him so much?"

In Ziwei's impression, the image Xia Fukun brought to him was that kind of mean. Originally, Ziwei thought that he hadn't seen humans very much. Humans are like this.

But after leaving Longgu with Xia Fukun and contacting so many people, she found out...

It seems that Xia Fukun is a strange flower among human beings.

"Some people can't tell what is good, but..."

"Stop it!"

Ziwei hurriedly raised his hands to surrender, why did he sprinkle dog food without saying a word?

Ye Qingwan looked at the crape myrtle.

"It's you."

"If Xia Fukun is really as unbearable as you said, why would you follow him again?"

Hearing Ye Qingwan's question, Ziwei was silent.

She originally wanted to answer Ye Qingwan that she only knew Xia Fukun in the Dragon Valley, and Xia Fukun brought her out.

But this answer, even she herself feels a little unreasonable.

If this is the case, why didn't you follow Feiyang after you left Dragon Valley, and didn't you leave alone?

"Maybe...because he is more real..."

Ziwei said in a daze.

"Yes, it's true."

Ye Qingwan smiled, just about to say that Xia Fukun was cruel to his enemies, but very good to his friends. But suddenly thinking of Yang Yao, Chang Yuxuan, and those juniors from Odin College who had been trapped by Xia Fukun, she couldn't say these words again.

can……

Even if Xia Fukun is not a good person, he treats himself sincerely. Moreover, this is my own choice, isn't it?

Xia Fukun certainly did not expect that Ye Qingwan and Ziwei would talk about themselves when they returned to the room.

He was still thinking about the Summoner Contest.

"The space bracelet is almost out of fortress, and I don't know if there is a space container larger than the space bracelet in this Nine Nether Continent. Forget it, let's throw the unnecessary things in the bracelet to the demon refining system."

As Xia Fukun said, he began to screen in the space bracelet.

It didn't take long for the demon refining system to appear.

"Stop it!"

Xia Fukun: "???"

What's wrong, is this going to rebel? I usually accept my own things and convert them into refining points, isn't that the end? Why did you resist today?

"Can you throw everything else at me? The green onions in your space container are already stinking, don't you know?!"

Hearing the resistance of the demon refining system, Xia Fukun was taken aback for a moment.

is it? Are there still green onions in the bracelet of your own space?

"There is no way, I can't filter it like this myself, by the way, can you change me a larger space container?"

Xia Fukun asked the demon refining system.

Although the demon refining system can also be used as a space container, Xia Fukun is a little worried that this product will embezzle his own things. Just like the corpse of the dragon clan's great elder, isn't it also "forcibly kept"?

"No! But I can give you a tip."

"What hint?"

Xia Fukun was taken aback for a moment.

"Among the sacred ruins, there is a larger space container."

"How do you know it?"

Xia Fukun expressed doubts.

Isn't this demon refining system tied to yourself, how can you still know the things on this continent?

But Xia Fukun didn't expect that after asking this question, the demon refining system dived and went offline.

"Hello, are you still there?"

"Not me!"

The demon refining system replied blankly.

There is a problem, there is definitely a problem!

Xia Fukun began to wonder, this demon refining system, could it be a powerful person on the Nine Nether Continent before? Then after that great power fell, came to him by accident?

"Don't think about it, just your mind, you can't figure it out if you think about it!"

The demon refining system is ruthlessly mocking.

Xia Fukun's fists were clenched tightly, so why do you look down on people? !