After leaving a shop in a hundred miles, Qiu Yue'er and a few people began to wander around the black market, vaguely feeling that someone was following them behind them.

This is being targeted!

Because he leaked wealth in the shop, he was targeted by someone with a heart.

Qiu Yue'er learned from Zhuo Zhuoyi that ten treasures would be sealed into the box every day in one shop in a hundred miles, watching the middle-aged man seal the treasures into the box one by one, and looking at the people around him eager to try.

Qiu Yue'er couldn't help but complain in her heart.

It's like a lottery, even if you buy all the numbers, in the end the dealer is still sure to make a profit.

"This is an ownerless inferior spiritual weapon, no attributes, carefully refined from 10,000-year-old cold iron, extremely sharp, blowing hair and breaking hair, holding it in my hand, I can't help but want to take it for myself." The middle-aged man smiled and took out the last treasure of the day.

A low-grade spirit sword, it is not surprising to see that many people are eager to try, they have been aroused by this spirit sword, and they are about to lose their minds with excitement.

The middle-aged man smiled and looked at the onlookers, obviously having achieved the effect, and he needed to add another fire.

So he personally put the wooden box sealed with the high-grade spirit sword directly into the mixing pool, and then the man in black put all the thousands of wooden boxes on the side of the table into the mixing pool.

Ten treasures, a thousand chests, and one of them is a low-grade spirit sword.

The mixing tank that is automatically rotated and blocked, and the wooden box changes position all the time, and it is completely impossible to distinguish which is which.

Qiu Yue'er also shook her head when she saw it, if she couldn't see through it, she really wanted to take a gamble.

One box, one spirit stone!

A thousand chests, a thousand spirit stones!

Even if the low-grade spirit sword was put on sale in the weapon store, it would be almost a few hundred spirit stones when it was full, and the other things would add up to only a hundred spirit stones.

The things you buy in the weapon store are still carefully selected and suitable for your needs.

A spirit stone is betting on this 1 in 1,000 odds! Even if you win, it's not necessarily what you like.

With a small and large, the bet is one in a thousand, and all gamblers think that they are the next lucky ones, and then fall deeper and deeper.

"The treasure has been packed, sealed, and mixed, please choose the Shenxin wooden box you like!" The middle-aged shopkeeper clapped his hands, and all the wooden boxes were neatly arranged.

Those who were ready to gamble were coming, and even those who had stood outside the shop before were red-eyed.

It seems that the attraction of the spirit sword to ordinary people is much greater than imagined.

Qiu Yue'er used the eye of heaven to investigate, and indeed the ten treasures were sealed in the box intact, and there was no cheating.

Although it is located in the black market, this one-in-a-kind shop is still somewhat honest and does not deceive consumers.

However, Qiu Yue'er, who now has all kinds of treasures, naturally doesn't look down on a low-grade spirit sword, and naturally lacks interest.

"Lend me some spirit stones, and I'll pick a few!" Yang Fan patted Tang Yulin's shoulder.

Looking at the enthusiastic crowd, I also felt a little itchy in my heart, and I also wanted to pick a few wooden boxes to try my luck.

"Why don't we pick a few too, and I'll ask you to have a good time." Jiang Laolai turned his head and said to Zhuo Yang, it is also rare to be generous.

Qiu Yue'er saw a gray-faced person with a sharp eye, snatching the box that sealed the low-grade spirit sword in his hand, and hesitantly knocked and knocked, and many people also knocked and slapped the box again, as if they could judge whether there was a treasure in the box by listening to the sound.

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