Star Iron Guard

"In front, move a bit faster! Why is it so dily-dallying to draw a prize?"

"That's right, you will have to eat more After that, what do you expect to take out a meal?"

"Wait until I am almost asleep!"

"Yes, hurry up!"

……

In the queue waiting for the lottery, Wei Tianchen looked left and right bored, and behind him, many impatient people were making noises.

At the forefront of the team, an old-fashioned agitating lottery machine is spinning continuously under the shaking of one person, and a large number of prize balls inside are constantly rolling and making a crash-bang sound, without being urged by others behind. Impact.

With a sound of "pa ta", a white prize ball fell from the outlet and landed in the tray below.

"It's a pity that you didn't win the prize. I wish you good luck next time." With a professional smile, the staff behaved neatly and invited the person away, and then ushered in the next one, with accurate actions It's so smooth and messy, it's the most efficient model that has been repeated countless times.

An inexplicable sigh came, mixed with different emotions such as regret, fortune, etc., but it did not delay the next lottery at all.

"I said, the winning rate of this event is very low, but someone always wins, right? What kind of prizes are they?" Not far from the team, Ji Xiaofei was really bored and started to wait. Ask Huo Zhiye.

On the other side, Xi Chao is holding the star device spray gun he has just acquired, and is familiar with it over and over again, but it doesn't feel boring. At this time, the lower edge of the barrel of this gun had a bright bayonet, which Huo Zhiye had bargained with the old rat.

Huo Zhiye glanced at the lottery machine and recalled: "The most participation awards, remember that some novice cultivator barely use materials and the like, it is better than nothing."

"Slightly better encouragement awards are basically things that are on the edge of the star device concept..." Ji Xiaofei interrupted before finishing the words.

"Wait a minute, what is the edge of the star device?" Ji Xiaofei scratched his head and asked, "I have never heard of this."

Huo Zhiye Answer: "It is some items that can be regarded as star devices according to the standard, but their function is really not very practical. Cultivators are not willing to admit that they are almost impossible to be sold, and then they are thrown here. As a prize."

"It's like a pen that can write forever, shoes that can instantly produce huge stickiness, sticks that can change softness and hardness at will." Huo Zhiye recalled these things. At the same time, beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

"What's all this mess!" Ji Xiaofei felt uncomfortable just listening, and subconsciously turned the crow-neck spear he had just received, and plunged it fiercely into the ground, and then took advantage of the situation on the barrel of the gun. Rubbing my hands, I felt a little better now.

Neither of them paid attention. Xi Chao on one side also got goosebumps when he heard these, and the right hand almost touched the blade of the bayonet directly while he was trembling.

Thinking about it, Ji Xiaofei still asked unwillingly: "So taller? There will always be something decent, right?"

Huo Zhiye was about to answer. But only listening to the noise coming from the lottery machine, they immediately attracted their attention.

"Hey! Good! I'm hit!"

When Wei Tianchen heard this very historically rich cheering, the whole person choked into his throat at the time. Almost didn't hold back any good or bad.

Which dear friend, Fan Jin, was possessed and went crazy with joy?

Holding the same idea as most people, Wei Tianchen stuck his head out, and barely saw a little bit of truth in the cracks of the people.

I saw a man with a black face and a short stature dancing and dancing inside, looking ecstatic—no, he looked like he was not far from being mad.

While the staff on the side looked unpleasant, it could be seen that they have long been accustomed to such scenes.

Ignoring the crazy appearance of the winner, a staff member has come to him with a long box: "Congratulations on your winning the third prize. The prize is an Emei E321 Antlia rifle!"

The staff's coat should be equipped with a microphone, so his not high-pitched voice can be clearly transmitted to most people's ears.

The hustle and bustle caused by the onlookers suddenly became much quieter.

Many people looked towards that brother Fan Jin with pitying eyes, and then silently returned to where they were originally.

"Is this lucky or bad luck at all?" More than one person asked inwardly.

"It's okay!" Huo Zhiye said to Xi Chao and Ji Xiaofei, "Any firearms star device drawn by lottery should be equipped with a certain amount of corresponding ammunition, and it is matched correctly. Ammunition firearms have a slightly better formidable power in the early days."

"These ammunitions are specially made, and are also star device level things. Only in this way can the star device firearms perform Enough formidable power."

"But the gun consumes bullets and has no bottom!" Xi Chao seemed to feel it.

“So it depends on the person’s own abilities. If he can earn enough money to buy bullets or make a smooth transition before the donated bullets are exhausted, so that his development can be on the right track, that’s naturally Good luck."

"If the other way round, the gun will become a burden of sucking blood and keep him on his back."

"This is why the gun is actually rated well. , But it can only be used as the reason for the third prize."

Ji Xiaofei could hear the interest: "Isn’t it better to have the second prize and the first prize?"

Huo Zhiye chuckled: "That's the only thing I have to draw! I have only seen one draw for the second prize after so many times. As for the first prize, I heard that it has only appeared once so far. , Don’t worry about that."

"Have you really appeared? Let’s talk about it!" Huo Zhiye's original intention was to let Ji Xiaofei stop a bit, but he didn't want to arouse his interest instead. Asked loudly.

Being too entangled, he had no choice but to tell him: "The second prize I saw was a ghost knife."

It is a relatively common kind of cold weapon of knife type. Its name is derived from the ghost head carving on the handle of the knife. It is very common among martial artists and used by many executioners.

The weight of the ghost knife is very heavy, with a thick back and a wide face. It can be held in both hands. People with excellent stamina can also use it with one hand. Because of its thick and sharp, it is quite popular among many people.

The ghost knife of the star device level is indeed a temptation for newcomers and deserves the second prize.

"As for the first prize, it is said to be a pocket." When Huo Zhiye said this, his eyes narrowed unconsciously.

"A pocket, what kind of first prize is this?" Ji Xiaofei murmured.

next moment, two sounds of cold breath sounded at the same time.

"Look, the third prize is this kind of thing. Why are you still holding that lottery ticket? Hurry up and throw it away!"

In a position not close to Wei Tianchen and them, Shang Yue was arguing at a follower next to him, while the latter looked at the lottery ticket in his hand and still hesitated.

If Wei Tianchen sees these people, it’s not difficult to find that their previous high-pitched arrogance has dropped a lot, and two of them have disappeared directly from them, leaving only Xia Shangyue still looked that annoying.

In his hand, a small and exquisite panpipe is shining brightly in the daylight.

The followers around him are neatly handed a simple eyebrow stick, so that everyone who passes by can't help but look sideways.

Seeing that attendant was still reluctant to give up the lottery ticket in his hand, Shang Yue's expression of impatience on his face became worse, he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the lottery ticket, and moved up. Throwing is like throwing a piece of waste paper.

A gust of wind passed, and the lottery ticket floated away in the air.

The sound of "Pa" was very abrupt. Wei Tianchen suddenly felt that a piece of paper was blown by the wind, which happened to be stuck on the back of his head.

I took it back and saw another lottery ticket lying quietly in the palm of my hand. It was still the rough texture and the handwriting that was only better than the ghost picture talisman. It was genuine.

I looked back, but no one looked towards here, let alone ask for it: "It’s not like someone missed it. Could it be someone who threw away a lot of money?"

Thinking about it, he grabbed the two lottery tickets in one place: "even if a little, it's still better than nothing, it doesn't hurt to try."

"I don't know which one it is. The bottom of the coffin is so lavish, if you are lucky this time, maybe you still have to thank him?" Looking at the two lottery tickets in his hand, Wei Tianchen suddenly had such a single thought in his mind.

Shang Yue, who had already gone far, shuddered suddenly.