"Hehe!"

After being praised by him, Feng Hao's face lit up again, and the previous sadness was wiped away.

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

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

"Buy, why not buy it? I am lucky today, I will open it again, I will get a piece of spiritual iron!"

Feng Hao was full of arrogance, He spoke arrogantly, leaving others stunned.

　“Silly!”

“Tsk, tsk, a little kid is a little kid.”

“Hey! I want to see this kid. How do you open the spiritual iron!"

Some people opened a few pieces of wool and gathered around dejectedly. Listening to Feng Hao's bold words, everyone looked sarcastic.

Too immature and too easy to be impulsive.

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. Would Stone Gambling Shop dare to accept such a person? Moreover, do you dare to keep such a person?

Feng Hao is not stupid, he still knows how to adapt to changes. Inside the ring, three of the ten pieces of wool contain martial crystals. At the same time, this can't help but make him sigh. He turned two-thirds of this floor , I only found five Martial Crystals. Isn’t this a lie?

Silently mourning for the gamblers who were watching him, Feng Hao's face became even more arrogant.

"Open the spiritual iron?"

Even the old man couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. There are really not many spiritual irons issued from this gambling stone workshop. How many spiritual irons are there? It’s only a few pieces in ten years, and the quality is not very high.

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

Said, Feng Hao took out another piece of wool from the ring, and the result was naturally just a pile of powder. .

"Hehe, this young man, the one on the first floor is made of relatively low-grade material, and the chance of getting spiritual iron is not high. The one on the second floor, although the price is more expensive, has been used by people to get spiritual iron many times. Iron, you can go up and try it!"

The old man encouraged with a kind smile on his face.

"Oh, the second floor?"

With only a slight hesitation, Feng Hao walked towards the second floor, "I must open the spiritual iron today. ."

Behind him, a group of gamblers swarmed up, making the originally quiet second floor suddenly noisy. After understanding, some people on the second floor were alsoThey gathered around with great interest.

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

“I want to choose a stone!”

Feng Hao gritted his teeth and handed over the piece of Wu Jing just now.

"Haha, sir, please excuse me."

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

Seeing Feng Hao become so arrogant, the onlookers became even more interested. They all encouraged Feng Hao to buy some wool materials. Most of them were talking about the tops and bottoms, and it seemed that the wool materials they were referring to were the same. It will definitely be like spiritual iron.

Feng Hao’s eyes swept over the woolen materials, his eyes suddenly trembled, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely.

Then it’s not wool, it’s just Wu Jing. Each piece is priced at more than half a million gold coins, and a few pieces of wool filled with aura are worth millions of gold coins.

For these gamblers, these top-quality wool can only be considered lustful. Although they speculated one after another, they did not dare to take a gamble. After all, if they did not produce spiritual iron, they would lose money. .

Now when they see generous people, they try their best to encourage them, and they also want to see what is inside these top-quality woolen materials.

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

Feng Hao's eyes were dazzled, and he couldn't stop banging the bar in his mouth, and suddenly there was a burst of excitement. There was a sigh, and he sneered in his heart. With a smile on his face, he walked towards the shelf on the side.

Sure enough, the woolen materials on the second floor are really not comparable to those on the first floor. Large and small pieces of woolen materials are piled up on the shelves, and each piece is surrounded by invisible spiritual mist. It was very extraordinary, but the price of these woolen materials was not comparable to those on the first floor. The price of each piece of woolen material was around 50,000 gold coins, which made Feng Hao take a small breath.

But when I thought that this was the place where Wu Jing and Spirit Iron were produced, I regained my composure.

Sure enough, high risks lead to high rewards. His fingers were stroking all the way, but the little ball in his arms showed no reaction at all. Feng Hao's expression also became a little weird.

The wool here seems to have no big difference from the one on the first floor except for its 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 understand the truth.

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

　“Huh...”

Feng Hao breathed a sigh of relief. There were four more martial arts crystals in the ring, and he felt a little happy. Adding the three pieces chosen on the first floor, the harvest this time was seven pieces.

Almost there!

Naturally, he did not dare to go too far, otherwise he would not end well.

Of course, he would not be foolish enough to consecrate those woolen materials containing martial crystals.

The moment he took out those empty shells of woolen materials, bursts of sighs and sarcastic comments suddenly sounded from everywhere.

Luck? So what if you're lucky?

However, the God of Luck favored Feng Hao. After opening four pieces, the light appeared in front of everyone again, and suddenly the whole audience could hear the needle drop!

"Ouch! What kind of unnatural luck is this?!"

A slovenly-looking man suddenly cursed.

"Three pieces of Wu Jing were opened in one day..."

Everyone was speechless. Does this mean that stupid people have stupid blessings?

"Alas..."

Taking the Wu Jing, Feng Hao deliberately sighed slightly, "It seems there is no hope of opening the spiritual iron."

As he spoke, he glanced at the top-quality wool unwillingly, and finally gave up and continued to persevere.

With his performance like this, no one would doubt anything. After all, in their eyes, Feng Hao had not earned anything at all. At most, he had only made a profit. Moreover, if he continued, then Only a fool would do that.

As for those unopened woolen materials...

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

With seven pieces of martial arts crystals in the ring, Feng Hao happily walked out of the attic and returned directly to the inn. First, he opened all the woolen materials.

Feng Hao was very satisfied with the seven martial arts crystals he obtained, even though he did not get any spiritual iron.

In the days that followed, Feng Hao wandered among the small and medium-sized stone gambling houses in Ju'an City. Every time his luck was similar to this time, and he always maintained a posture of making neither profit nor loss. , In fact, secretly, there are already fifty more martial arts crystals in his ring!

"Hey!... If this goes on..."

After giving several strands of ice and fire energy to the little ball, the little thing retracted into his arms with satisfaction. During this period, Feng Hao also began to become sexually involved.