Martial Inverse

{} Text} Chapter 284 is everywhere

The bookmaker's gambling house is also a little famous in this imperial city. In the middle-sized gambling stone house, it can be ranked in the top ten. {} **

At this time, the gambling house was very lively, and the noise inside it attracted more and more people to walk in and watch what was going on.

Then, after asking what happened, they also made a noise, which led to more and more people pouring into this dealer's gambling house.

"Linger, what do you say is in this wool?"

Feng Hao's palm was stroked over a piece of wool, and a little, just stopped, grabbed it with his hand, and took the wool of 43,000 gold coins in his hand.

"Wu Jing!"

Qiong Linger flushed with excitement and clasped Fenghao's corner of her shirt tightly with her palms for a long time before she said.

"Where is Xiner?"

Feng Hao bent his corner of his mouth, turned his head to the side, and asked Wan Xin again.

"It should be spirit iron!"

Wan Xin's performance is similar to that of Qiong Linger, and the eyes of a pair of water spirits are full of excitement.

This is no longer the first piece of wool, it is only a half-sound, and everyone's attitude is directly changed.

What happened during this half-time makes everyone in the audience unforgettable!

The juvenile just chose the stones at will. The first piece opened a spirit iron, and the whole room was noisy. He sighed that he was lucky. Zhuang Bi and others on the side also twitched his face.

A piece of spirit iron, although it is just ordinary, but it is also quite a few pieces of Wujing.

This makes them secretly hate, this **** luck, too bizarre, right?

But everything that followed was for Zhuang Bi and others to change from their previous stubbornness, to surprise, and then to erroneous, and now they are directly shocked. Looking at that boy is like looking at a monster.

He chose stones from the beginning, and selected a total of twelve stones. As a result, two spirit irons and seven Wujings were opened!

Is this really a coincidence?

The audience was boiling, and the gamblers all turned their eyes flushed and looked at the teenager fiercely in anticipation that he would create more miracles.

Nima, if this is really luck, it is too bad!

The students of Fengyue College also looked at him from the beginning.

This boy is really omnipotent!

Yes, his presence is a miracle in itself!

Yun Ying also opened her mouth and looked at everything in front of her.

She also heard Yunxiong say something about gambling stones. She knows that gambling stones are very tempting to make people rich, but at the same time, it is easy to make people ruin.

This thing is untouchable!

And now, everything in front of her is making her indistinguishable.

"Is he the Master Aiishi who Grandpa calls?"

An idea popped up and shocked her.

Earlier, when Yunxiong described Master Xiangshi, all the words that could be used were used. In short, Master Xiangshi is the embodiment of wealth and paving the way with Wujing.

"Strange, how did he do it?"

Hua Yunlong also went from the previous shock to the calm now. He is now, this boy, he is getting more and more unsightly.

Master Xiangshi, he naturally knows, and has seen his shots, but at this moment, Feng Hao's eyes are calm and there is nothing strange, it means that he didn't master pupil technique at all!

There are all kinds of doubts in his heart, and he can't ask them now, he can only hold back, and then ask again when he goes back.

"He, he is no longer the Xi Lan country."

Hua Yunlong now, the young man in front of him has changed a lot, and a little stranger.

"Did you write down the price?"

Feng Hao glanced at the gambler who was as dead as a face and asked coldly.

"Remember ... get it."

The gambler is now in a difficult position to ride a tiger, holding a book, his palms trembling constantly, and it took a lot of effort to write down the price.

This month, and even this year's bonus, has been ruined.

"Come and see, is it Wu Jing or Ling Tie?"

Turning around, Feng Hao put on a smile again, holding the half-pelt-sized wool in his palm and sent it to Wan Xin, and said with a smile on his face, "Xin Er, come here, Whatever comes out is yours. "

"Really?"

Wan Xin was also quite excited. He took over the woolen materials, and his misty eyes flashed with anticipation and excitement.

"Salsa! ..."

A large piece of dirt fell, and the wool was dwindling.

Because she never cut wool, she didn't control the power very well.

"It's out!"

I don't know who exclaimed.

"Oh my god, it's spirit iron again!"

With the exclamation, everyone's eyes were attracted.

Woolly wool was gone, and what remained on Wan Xin's palm was a black spirit iron with flowing light.

This is no longer an ordinary spirit iron!

"Xiapin Lingtie!"

Some knowledgeable gamblers yelled and inhaled suddenly.

A piece of wool that was more than 40,000 gold coins was actually used by him to send a piece of inferior iron. Is this really going against the sky?

Hearing the exclamation around, Zhuang Bi's face was blue and purple, and purple and blue.

It was not a fat sheep to be slaughtered, but a hungry wolf and a long-hungry wolf.

In such a scene, he couldn't stop it at all.

Could he tell him not to gamble on you in the scene of thousands of people?

That way, the bookmaker's gambling house has come to an end.

Therefore, even if he broke his teeth, he could only swallow it with blood and water.

This is self-serving!

He couldn't imagine why a teenager from the middle kingdom was so weird.

One piece can be said to be luck. Two pieces, even if the luck is big, but it is now the tenth piece, and he only chose thirteen pieces of wool!

"It can't be Master Aishi!"

The teenager's eyes were clear, and he could confirm that.

However, if it is not Master Aishi, how can we explain the strange phenomenon in front of us?

He panicked, really panic.

"Really give it to me?"

Pulling about two pounds of spirit iron, Wan looked at the boy with hope.

With this spirit iron, you can have a magic weapon!

The magic weapon is a weapon that every warrior dreams of.

"Of course, because you guessed it."

Feng Hao didn't care, a piece of spirit iron worth millions can be sent out like this, so that the surrounding gamblers were inhaling.

This one is too generous! When is this spirit iron a stone?

"Well, Linger, don't get angry. It's everywhere. Look, I'll get it for you."

Seeing Qiong Linger, who was pulling the corner of his clothes tightly and beaking slightly, Feng Hao stretched out his hands and rubbed the girl's soft silk, just holding the girl's hand and walking towards the rack where the wool was placed.

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