The old man's face did not change, and the stone skin kept falling, a result he had already expected. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Hey!

The old man, who had been smiling calmly, was shocked, only to see a white crystal shining in the stone, exuding light.

It's out of the light, and there really is a stone in it.

The look of abuse and ridicule on the faces of the gamblers who watched froze there, replaced by shock and jealousy.

The value of a stone is more than 100,000 gold coins, and there is no market, no one will be stupid enough to exchange the stone for gold coins.

Then two finger-sized stones appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and suddenly, the audience was silent.

Spirited Stone!

Murong Han shouted, took the spirit stone in the old man's hand, and looked extremely excited.

The smile on the old man's face did not change, and he said in a loud voice: "Congratulations to this son, who opened two stone stones with 10,000 gold coins." ”

"Congratulations to Childe, if you want to choose a few more pieces, maybe you can still open a few pieces. The old man laughed.

"Okay! good!" Murong Han replied with a smile, with a hint of arrogance on his face, but he sneered in his heart: "The longer you stay, the more you will earn." ”

Murong Han said, lingering in front of many stones, and selected more than a dozen stones, worth more than 200,000 gold coins.

The people around him were silent, not knowing if the other party would be able to open the stone again.

Murong Han took out all the stones that he could see different from the Pupil Technique, and some of them exuded a spirit on the surface, but they couldn't see through the inside.

One by one, the stones were unraveled, and when the first stone was unraveled, there were sighs all around, and sure enough, this stone was not so good, if it was so easy, those stone workshops would not be able to open.

The stones were unraveled, Murong Han's face became more and more ugly, and the old man Bing kept applauding, and he was indeed a powerful actor.

In his heart, Murong Han combined these situations with the situation he saw with the pupil technique when selecting stones, and kept them firmly in his heart.

One by one, the stones were unraveled, but there was nothing, and Murong Han's face looked ugly.

"Childe, do you want to continue to drive?" Seeing Murong Han's unwilling look, the smile on the old man's face became even stronger.

"Open!"

Murong Han gritted his teeth, selected two pieces from the stone, handed them to the old man, and directly transferred the money to the other party's waiter.

"Sure enough, it's a novice. ”

"I think it was just shit luck. ”

"It seems that there is another gambler in this city, and all the money just earned has been lost, but he is really a rich man!"

Almost all of them came over like this, gambling on the stone, it was a big whirlpool, and it was difficult to get out.

Great joy and sorrow is the most appropriate description of gamblers, they can rob without money, but they can't quit gambling, gambling has become an indispensable thing in their lives.

The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and the old man's hands began to flash with white light, and then, the stone skin on the stone began to peel off layer by layer, and the powder was sprinkled, only a little, and a flash of light appeared.

It's out again, what a lucky guy!

At this time, everyone had already classified him as a guy who relied on luck, and the knife in the old man's hand was even faster, and a dazzling light erupted from it, but what was hidden in it was not a stone, but iron.

Spirit Iron! No attribute Spirit Iron.

The person next to him exclaimed, Murong Han selected almost thirty pieces of wool, and there were actually spiritual iron and more than a dozen spirit stones in it, this luck was a bit against the sky.

"Haha, there is still a spirit iron in the spirit stone!" Murong Han laughed and turned out the things in the old man's hand.

A trace of greed flashed in the old man's eyes, looking at the things in Murong's hand, and finally said with a smile: "Congratulations to the son." ”

Although that trace of killing intent was well hidden, it was still discovered by Murong Han.

"Does Childe want to continue?" the old man asked with a smile.

"No, no, the elders in the family are still waiting!" Murong Han shook his head with a smile, originally many people were greedy, and when they heard Murong Han say that there were still people waiting for him outside, they also put down the little Jiujiu in their hearts.

He put a dozen spirit stones and spirit iron into the storage ring and left the stone workshop.

"Old man Bing, how did I behave just now?"

"The drama is ruthless, if I didn't know you kid, I'm afraid that even I would let you be deceived!" Old Man Bing scolded with a smile.

"Hehe, where are we going next?" Murong Han asked.

"Of course, it's to gamble on the stones, and get more spirit stones, with the spirit stones, your cultivation speed will be faster, but you don't need to hide. ”

Murong Han agreed with a smile, and soon, the news that a teenager was wandering in the gambling house, and most of the stones he had selected were blooming.

Murong Han left the gambling house with some ordinary stones every time, although he had always maintained the appearance of not making or losing money on the surface, but he had secretly accumulated dozens of stones.

Murong Han's fame is also getting more and more prosperous, not because he earns a lot, but because there is always light in the stones he chooses, and luck is amazing luck.

Calculating the time, it was not far from the time of departure, Murong Han handed over the stone early, leaving a place, and he did not go to the stone workshop, but walked on the street.

Calculating the time, it has been more than ten days, and he is either in Shifang or in the inn, and he has not come out to walk at all, and he doesn't know what is in this gathering city.

There are also a lot of things in Jucheng, and stalls can be seen everywhere, but most of them are materials on the desolate beasts, which are not attractive to Murong Han.

On the bustling streets, the stall holders each boast about their stuff, hoping to attract the crowd.

Hearing that someone was selling desolate beast eggs, Murong Han took a look and found that the other party was in the realm of the Seven Spirits, the egg was strange, Murong Han opened Haoran Ice Pupil to take a look, and found that the vitality in the egg was very weak, and he was dying, so he couldn't help but shake his head.

"Wait, boy, there's a guy in the room on the right who might need your help. ”

"Need my help?" Murong Han looked to the right and found that there was only a confined hut.

"Of course, can you help him talk about it!, but the realm of the people inside is not low, it is the Heavenly Spirit Realm!" said the old man Bing.

"Heavenly Spirit Realm!"

Murong Han was a little surprised, there was actually a Heavenly Spirit Realm powerhouse in this place, you must know that Li Ye was only an Earth Spirit Realm.

"Go, that man is wounded, and perhaps you can heal him in your power. Old Man Bing instigated.

Murong Han looked at the hut in the corner, if he didn't look carefully, he wouldn't notice it at all, Murong Han walked over.

"Knock Knock ..."

"Anyone?"

No one responded to Murong Han, but he heard the sound of iron colliding inside, and waited for a long time, but no one paid attention to him.

"Let's go inside!" said the old man Bing.

Murong Han stretched out his hand and pushed the door, only to find that the door was not closed at all, but just closed.

Crunch!

The door made a noise, and a wave of heat rushed to his face, hitting Murong Han's face.

I saw a strong man in the courtyard, shirtless, showing all his muscles, holding a huge hammer in his hand and constantly beating the sword embryo.

Sweat trickled down his forehead and dripped onto the burnt, reddened sword embryo with a sound that turned into mist.

The man was very serious at this time, he didn't see Murong Han's arrival, and concentrated on building the iron tools in his hands, and the flames were constantly spraying out from the furnace.

inside

Murong Han just stood in the courtyard and waited, until the sun went down and the sky was full of red clouds, and with the sound of 'boom', the sound of the bell in the foundry room stopped.

The middle-aged man held a thin sword that was still smoking in his hand, and his fingers flicked on it a few times, making a crisp sound.

The grade of this sword has reached the middle grade of the Yellow Order, which is already considered good, and it will definitely be robbed madly if it is placed outside.

But the time that the middle-aged man did next surprised Murong Han, only to see him shake his head, let out a sigh, and slashed the wall with his thin sword, and threw it directly into the furnace.

The Yellow Rank Middle Grade Spirit Weapon is not satisfied with the destruction of this guy directly, the requirements are really high, wait, these hundreds of nicks on the wall will not all be formed like this, right!

A ridiculous thought formed in Murong Han's heart, but it was the best explanation, so many portrayals, it was impossible for nothing to appear.

Thinking of this, Murong Han couldn't help but curse secretly.

What a loser!

Seeing the old man's eyes sweeping to his side, Murong Han showed a smile.

"Senpai!"

"I don't have time to play with you, get out by myself!"

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