Emperor of Nine Suns Chapter 1573: The last character of Chu Chen

　　For Chu Chen, Shi Yuyan really didn't know what to say.

　　 I can’t see through this guy anyway!

　　 At this moment, a familiar voice came from the side, "Senior Sister Shi, Brother Chu, you two haven't started smoking yet. Let me try my luck first, and I'll use it as an inspiration."

　　 As soon as Chu Chen turned his head, he saw that Lan Xuan did not know when he had left Duan Xiong and returned to everyone.

　　 Zhou Lin looked lingering, "Brother Lan, why did you run to that peerless old demon just now?"

　　 "Don't be afraid, I am close friends with his old demon, he will not hurt me."

　　 Lan Xuan's face was pretending to be unpredictable.

　　"But why does Brother Lan hammer his best friend on his back, and often kneel down?"

　　 Faced with Zhou Lin’s doubts, Lan Xuan awkwardly "cough, cough" twice, "Laughter, lucky draw."

　　 Lan Xuan rubbed his palms, and gradually took out white treasures from the storage ring.

　　 At a glance, there are thirty white treasures!

　　 "If you want to play, play the big one, Amitabha, the ancient gods, bless me, I will get a legendary magic weapon this time I make a fortune..."

　　 Lan Xuan muttered a word in his mouth, and compared his palm to a gesture in front of him that was not like the Dao and Buddha, and then grabbed ten treasures and injected his spiritual power.

　　 A brilliant light blue light burst out suddenly, and a violent blue cloud arose.

After 　　 the clouds passed, Lan Xuan's hands... there was nothing!

　　 "What a pit!"

　　 Lan Xuan cursed secretly, rubbed his hands again, and grabbed a handful of ten white treasures to inject spiritual power.

　　 aura bursts, clouds rise.

　　 This time when the strong clouds gradually dispersed, Lan Xuan felt his hands sink sharply!

　　Huh?

　　's smile on his face didn't have time to bloom, when the thing in his hand appeared in front of his eyes, Lan Xuan's face suddenly turned into a bitter melon color.

　　 At this time there are two treasures in his hands.

　　 One piece is a broken sword with more than half of it rusted out. The broken sword was so badly corroded that it was almost impossible to see what color it was.

　　 Another treasure is an iron ring with a missing horn, and a piebald python is carved on the iron ring.

　　 However, the two fangs of the piebald python didn't know when they broke, and their aura was lost. Such treasures can't be called treasures at all. I am afraid that their ancient materials are still a bit useful.

　　 What kind of luck is this?

　　"Why is the Beiming Broken Formation throwing all garbage into the treasure pond, can this kind of thing be considered a treasure? Really...Amitabha Buddha bless the ancient gods, bless the disciple to get a good thing the last time. Incense keeps burning every day!"

　　 Lan Xuan muttered a few words, and put his hands together very piously and bowed in all directions, once again grabbed ten white treasures and injected spiritual power.

　　, Zhou Lin is so nervous for him.

　　 The dazzling blue aura surged, and after the aura flashed... his hands were still empty!

　　 "Well, it seems that luck is destined to be unreliable."

　　 Lan Xuan sighed helplessly. Although Dark Color was slightly disappointed, he didn't have much disappointed application expression.

　　 This kid has always been very open to this kind of thing, so soon, his attention turned to the girls in white roaming around the square.

　　 Zhou Lin couldn't help but roll her eyes.

　　 The old monk Xuan Ke, who had been silent for a long time, looked at the monks lottery around him with interest, but Chu Chen cared most about it.

　　 Chu Chen never started to draw treasure. He seemed to be like Xuan Ke, determined to be a spectator.

　　He calmly observed the behavior of the people in the square, watching the white treasures in the hands of the monks disappear and disappear, and the light group inside the white mask became less and less.

　　 Until the end, almost most monks have given up the idea of ​​trying their luck in the white treasure pond.

　　 The chance of taking time out is really too great. With ten white treasures, one or two treasures are often lucky.

　　Almost all the treasures drawn were garbage with a high rate of damage, so soon most people lost interest and lost the white treasure.

　　 "Brother Chu, don't you use up the white treasure in your hand? I think they will close the white treasure pond soon!"

　　 Lan Xuan's thief's gaze kept looking at the white-clothed girls, but he didn't forget to care about Chu Chen's luck.

　　 found that Chu Chen beside him hadn't done anything yet, so he could not help but reminded him in a low voice.

　　 Lan Xuan is curious what Chu Chen can get?

　　 At this time, there are very few monks drawing treasures in the white pool, and there are only a half of the treasures in the pool.

　　Chu Chen lowered his head and thought for a while when he heard the words, then nodded randomly, his eyes flashed brightly, and he picked up a white treasure and began to use his spiritual power.

　　 aura and clouds rise.

After 　　 the light flickered, no treasure appeared.

　　Chu Chen is not discouraged, his movements are not hurried or slow, slowly injecting spiritual power into one treasure after another.

　　 A total of 14 treasures were used up, he still had nothing in his hand, and he didn't draw anything.

　　 "Hey, Brother Chu's luck is worse than mine. I also smoked two rubbish, but you didn't get any of them."

　　 Lan Xuan grinned. He thought that this magical brother would have some miracle, but he didn't expect it to be such a result.

　　 faintly breathed a sigh of relief. It was not just me who was unlucky in the meeting.

　　Everyone is almost the same.

　　 So Lan Xuan, who was relieved, didn’t care about Chu Chen, and turned his attention to Zhao Xueer in front of the square.

　　"Brother Chu, how old do you think this deputy head of the Beiming Destroying Formation Group is?"

　　Chu Chen ignored him~IndoMTL.com~ What seems to be thinking?

　　"Brother Chu, I think this girl, it's impossible to be only 13 or 4 years old, is it true that she has cultivated some secret method to stay youthful? Or she simply took away the body of a little girl... That look looks very wise and experienced, definitely not something a little girl can have..."

　　 Lan Xuan talks about himself.

　　 "Lan Xuan, whether it's a beauty or a secret method, you'd better not mess with her, that little girl is not something you can approach."

　　Chu Chen slowly took out the last white treasure, held it in his hand, and exhaled deeply.

　　"Brother Chu, you have the last treasure talisman, so don't be delusional. This white treasure pond is simply a gimmick of Beiming’s broken formation group. The good things there are not intended to be given to others."

　　 Lan Xuan shook his head vigorously, signalling Chu Chen to stop struggling.

　　 "Anyway, there is one last treasure, and one last chance, I will try my luck again."

　　 Chu Chen smiled lightly, folded his hands, and gently covered the white treasure in his palm.

　　 a flash of light, the treasure in Chu Chen's hand disappeared!

　　 rumbling...

　　In an instant, the entire square shined brightly, and a strong cloud light spread out from the white mask.

　　 The inside of the originally calm treasure pond boiled violently like boiling water, and layers of clouds quickly rotated, forming a huge vortex, flashing a dazzling light.

　　"What's the matter? Why is there such a big change suddenly in the treasure pond?"

　　 "What's the problem?"

(End of this chapter)