i object to this marriage

101

Before me, more than 40 immortals had drawn lots, and there were some gaps in the lottery tube. I looked down from the gap and found that there was a vast galaxy in the lottery tube. To see the handwriting clearly, it is really a fool's dream.

I walked around for a long time before signing the can, and my palms were sweating.

If it were any other god of literature, Qilin Jun would be the best partner if he is powerful, but not for me.

If we draw together, I'm afraid it will be like today's Qilinjiang, which can be broken up internally without external enemies, let alone a successor to the fairy king.

"Mr. Baihua, please quickly draw lots." The cardinal and priest who had entered meditation like an old monk said suddenly.

I trembled and regained my senses. I couldn't procrastinate any longer. I took a deep breath and hung my hand on the stick.

102

This lottery is a major event related to whether I can successfully become the Hundred Flowers God Sovereign, so I must be more cautious.

My hand moved little by little, and when I brushed a bamboo stick, I had a strong premonition that if I took that one, I would be able to miss Ling Zhao!

Such a magical opportunity never came again, I resolutely grabbed the bamboo stick and pulled it out, and walked back to the place where I was standing, but the more I walked, the heavier my steps became.

"Mr. Kirin."

My back stiffened, I clenched the bamboo stick in my hand, turned around and saw Ling Zhao walking towards the stick, and with a flick of his hand, there was already an extra bamboo stick in his hand, without a single pause in his movements.

My heart beat violently—whether I can stagger with Ling Zhao, that's all in one fell swoop.

103

One after another, the immortals were called to draw lots by their names, and the bamboo sticks in the lottery tube became less and less. I looked at the bamboo sticks covered with words, and felt more and more uneasy:

Why did I feel so strongly when I got this lottery?

Can this lot be staggered with Ling Zhao?

No, not right.

With my luck, how could I get the lottery I want?

The fleeting "magic machine" is probably tricking me into making mistakes again.

The more I think about it, the more I think it makes sense. Growing up, any choice that I think is absolutely safe is often the worst choice. I thought I had perfectly avoided Ling Zhao, and maybe I just picked him in the remaining 130 or so picks.

The life of swords and swords after winning Ling Zhao has already appeared in my mind.

No!

I haven't gone to the battlefield to kill demons, throw my head and blood, and make contributions to the Hundred Flowers Realm. I must become the Lord of Hundred Flowers, and I can't be planted on this small bamboo stick!

I absolutely can't believe my luck!

At this moment, Mr. Si Ming slowly stood beside me shaking his feather fan. I grabbed his arm as if grabbing a life-saving straw: "Mr. Si Ming!"

104

Si Mingjun was taken aback by me, wondering: "What are you doing?"

"Si Mingjun! I have something to ask for your help!"