Martial Inverse

"hey-hey!"

Being praised by him, Feng Hao's face was bright again, and the previous sadness was swept away.

"Master, do you want to buy some wool to play with?"

Seeing that he was in a good mood, the old man also tentatively asked.

"Buy, why don't you buy it? I'm lucky today, I want to drive, I want to drive a piece of spirit iron!"

Feng Hao burst out with arrogance and uttered wild words, making others stunned.

"Silly x!"

"Tsk tsk, a little fur boy is a little fur boy."

"Hey! I'm here to see how this kid is going to use the spirit iron!"

Some people opened a few pieces of wool, and they gathered around in dejection, listening to Feng Hao's rhetoric, all of them were full of sarcasm.

Too immature and too easy to get carried away.

This is what others say about Feng Hao.

And what he showed was exactly this image, and this was exactly what he wanted!

Just kidding, there is a 100% chance that such a person would dare to accept such a person? Also, how dare you keep such a person?

Feng Hao is not stupid, he still understands adaptability. In the ring, three of the ten pieces of wool material contain Wu Jing. At the same time, this can't help but make him feel that he has only found five Wu Jing after turning two-thirds of this floor. , isn't this a fool?

Silently mourned for these gamblers who were watching him, and Feng Hao's face was even more arrogant.

"Kailing iron?"

Even the old man couldn't help but twitch his mouth. The spirit iron that came out of this gambling stone shop is really not much. It has only been a few pieces for decades, and the rank is not very high.

"Well, I want to open the spirit iron!"

With that said, Feng Hao took out another piece of wool from the ring, but it turned out to be just another pile of powder.

"Hehe, this gentleman, on the first floor, the wool material is relatively low-grade, and the probability of issuing spirit iron is not high, the second floor, although the price is more expensive, but has been issued many times for spirit iron, you can go up and try! "

The old man had a kind smile on his face,

egged on.

"Oh, the second floor?"

Just a little hesitation, Feng Hao walked towards the second floor, "Master, you must drive out the spirit iron today."

Behind him, a group of gamblers crowded up, and the originally clean second floor suddenly became noisy. After understanding, some people on the second floor were also interested.

After a while, a middle-aged man came over.

"I want to choose a stone!"

As soon as Feng Hao gritted his teeth, he handed over the Wu Jing just now.

"Hehe, please, son."

Seeing Wu Jing, the smile on the middle-aged man's face was even stronger, and his tone was also very kind.

Seeing Feng Hao's arrogance, the onlookers were also more interested, and they urged Feng Hao to buy some wool materials. Most of them were talking about the hype, as if the wool material he was referring to would definitely produce spirit iron.

Feng Hao's eyes swept over which wool material, and his eyes suddenly flickered, and the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely.

Where is the wool material, it is simply Wu Jing, each piece is worth more than 500,000 gold coins, and a few pieces of aura-filled wool are directly worth millions of gold coins.

These top-quality wool materials, for these gamblers, can only mean *yin, although they have guessed, but they dare not bet on it, after all, if they don't have spirit iron, they will lose money.

Now when they see a generous person, they are desperately instigating them, and they also want to see what is in these top-quality wool materials.

"Tsk tsk! It's a pity, I can't afford it."

Feng Hao's eyes were also gleaming, and he couldn't stop slamming it in his mouth. Suddenly, there were bursts of sighs. He sneered in his heart, and with a sly smile on his face, he walked towards the shelf beside him.

Sure enough, the wool on the second floor is really not comparable to the wool on the first floor. Large and small pieces of wool are stacked on the shelves, and each piece is surrounded by invisible spiritual mists, which are very extraordinary. However, these The price of wool is not comparable to those on the first floor. The price of each piece of wool is around 50,000 gold coins, which made Feng Hao take a breath.

However, when he thought that this was where Wu Jing and Ling Tie came out, he regained his calm.

Sure enough, high risk comes with high reward. He stroked his fingers all the way, but the little ball in his arms didn't react at all, and Feng Hao's expression became a little weird.

The wool here seems to be no big difference from the first floor except for the appearance.

It's no wonder that there are so few people on the second floor. These gamblers have been gambling for a long time, and naturally they understand the truth.

Pieces of wool were selected, recorded, and then put into the ring. Only 8 pieces were chosen. The middle-aged man reminded Feng Hao that there were only more than 1,000 gold coins left.

"call"

Feng Hao sighed lightly. There were four more Wu Jing pieces in the ring, and he was slightly overjoyed. With the three pieces selected on the first floor, the harvest this time was seven pieces.

almost!

Naturally, he didn't dare to do too much, otherwise there would be no good end.

Of course, he would not foolishly consecrate those woolen materials with Wu Jing.

Immediately, he took out those empty shells and wool, and suddenly bursts of sighs sounded everywhere, and even more sarcasm kept sounding.

luck? How about luck?

However, the God of Luck is looking after Feng Hao. After opening four blocks, once the light arrived, it appeared again in front of everyone. Suddenly, the audience could hear needles falling!

"Cha! What kind of shit luck is this?!"

A sloppy-looking man suddenly cursed.

"Three pieces of Wu Jing in one day"

Everyone is speechless, does this mean that stupid people have stupid blessings?

"Ugh"

After taking Wu Jing, Feng Hao deliberately sighed slightly, "It seems that it is hopeless to drive out the spirit iron."

After saying that, he glanced at the top-quality wool materials unwillingly, and finally gave up and continued to persevere.

With his performance like this, everyone would naturally not suspect anything. After all, in their eyes, Feng Hao didn't earn anything at all, and at most he only earned a lot of money. Moreover, if he continued, he would only be a fool. Do.

As for those unopened wool

Could it possibly contain Wu Jing? So, no one cares about that at all.

With seven pieces of Wu Jing in the ring, Feng Hao walked out of the attic happily and went straight back to the inn. First, he opened all the wool materials.

Seven pieces of Wu Jing were in hand, and Feng Hao was very satisfied even though he didn't get the spirit iron.

In the following days, Feng Hao wandered among the small and medium-sized stone gambling halls in Ju'an City. Every time his luck was similar to this time, he always maintained a posture of neither making nor losing. In fact, secretly, his ring had already There are more than fifty Wu Jing!

"Hey! Go on like this"

After losing a few ice and fire energy to Xiao Qiuqiu, the little thing indented into his arms with satisfaction, and Feng Hao also began to feel *yin*.

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