Chapter 466 Xiangshi Contest "Whew!"

Sit cross-legged on the bed. Feng Hao soon fell asleep.

These days, he was worried all day long, he was indeed physically and mentally exhausted, and now that he came to the Langxi Ancient City, he was relieved, let go of the defense in his heart, and could sleep without worry.

"wow!"

There was a sound of Suosuo, and a dragon head came out of his sleeve, it was the descendant of the Void Dragon, the little black dragon.

It wrinkled its huge nostrils slightly, and then a strange light burst out of a pair of eyes, turned its head to look at the sleeping Feng Hao, and there was a humanized stunned in its bright eyes, and then it immediately approached and sniffed the breath on Feng Hao's body, and then exhaled in relief.

"Huh!"

With a slight sound, the little black dragon disappeared like a ghost, and I don't know where it went, until it was nearly dawn, and it returned to Feng Hao's sleeve as if nothing had happened.

It was another three hours of cultivation purple qi from the east, and it wasn't until the scorching sun hung high that Feng Hao opened his eyes.

Soon, he filtered the recent information before he remembered the little black dragon.

Flipping his hand, he took out the sleepy-eyed little black dragon entrenched in his arm.

This is the Son of the Void Dragon!

"Daddy!"

The milky voice sounded directly in the depths of Feng Hao's mind, which made him feel incredible.

However, he was relieved to think that the Void Dragon was proficient in human language.

It's just that the title of the little black dragon makes him a little uncomfortable, 'Daddy'?

"Ahem, little one, can you change your name?"

Feng Hao coughed dryly twice, and said to the little black dragon in a consultative tone.

"Doesn't Daddy want a baby?"

A slight whimpering sound sounded, and mist appeared in the eyes of the little black dragon, which was very pitiful.

"Uh, no, no, no"

Looking at those mist-like eyes, Feng Hao couldn't help but feel a headache.

For some reason, because of that drop of blood, he actually had a strange connection with the little black dragon, as if the blood was connected, at this time, looking at the pitiful appearance of the little black dragon, Feng Hao's heart softened.

"Whoa, give!"

Flipping his hand, Feng Hao took out a few dragon eggshells and handed them to the little black dragon.

"Hubble?"

As if smelling the scent, the small ball came out of the collar of his coat, and a pair of bright big eyes locked directly on the dragon eggshell on the claws of the little black dragon, and there was a touch of coveting in his eyes.

"It's none of your business!"

Feng Hao angrily pressed it back.

"Huh!"

One of them flashed out, hanging not far away, staring straight at the little black dragon, a pair of eyes full of threat, so that the little black dragon stopped biting and looked at it in fear.

"Ignore it, it's here, it doesn't dare to do anything to you!"

After reassuring the little black dragon, Feng Hao glared at the little ball again, warning it not to make trouble, the threat was very strong, and let the little ball pickle.

Glancing at the small ball, and then at Fenghao, the little black dragon seemed to understand something, but it still didn't dare to swallow it alone, the four eggshells in its hand, it flatteringly handed the small ball two pieces, and then enjoyed it together.

"What the hell is this guy?"

Looking at the small ball that was contented to gnaw on the dragon eggshell, Feng Hao's heart was shocked.

This little black dragon is a descendant of the green dragon, and he is so afraid of this inexplicable little beast, you can imagine how difficult its identity must be.

"Is there a fierce beast above the five fierce beasts?"

Feng Hao couldn't help but be suspicious.

The five fierce beasts represent the five extremes between heaven and earth, the strength of the unicorn, the defense of the Xuanwu, and the ghost of the green dragon, which are all invincible, can there be anything above these extremes?

There is no record of this in the classics, so Feng Hao has no way of knowing, and he can't guess the true identity of Xiaoqiuqiu.

"It's time to get out of the house and go for a walk!"

Standing up and scrubbing, Feng Hao walked outside.

Merging into the wide streets of people, he walked towards a small gambling stone shop that he had entered.

Inside, the aura is vigorous, all kinds of glows are shining, and the visions are frequent, and each piece of wool looks very extraordinary, and it seems that they are all the best products that can open different crystals.

Just this outermost wool material can be compared to the high-grade wool material of Yuyue Gambling House at that time, which made Feng Hao sigh in his heart, it is really not a grade.

The price is not unexpected, it is ridiculously expensive, it is generally above a piece of Wujing, even the dull wool materials placed in the corner are marked with a price of more than six figures.

Looking at those thousands of wool materials at every turn, the rich man's thoughts in Feng Hao's heart disappeared.

Here, he can only be regarded as a petty bourgeoisie at best.

"Whew!"

Exhaling, Feng Hao didn't choose the shining wool, but walked towards the inconspicuous wool on the side.

Looking at his movements, a flash of disappointment flashed in the middle-aged gambler's eyes, but he still followed with a smile.

No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, and business cannot be left undone.

Under the prompting of Xiao Qiuqiu, Feng Hao selected ten pieces of wool containing Wu Jing and ten pieces of waste materials, and walked out.

"Whoa!"

The purple pupils lit up, and under the gaze of the purple pupils, the two pieces of wool in front of him appeared in Feng Hao's eyes, faintly, he could see that there was a trace of crystal light in the piece of wool containing Wu Jing, and in that piece of waste, although there was also the existence of luminous light, it was not as condensed as the previous one, and it was very scattered.

After carefully observing the twenty pieces of wool, Feng Hao found that if he only looked at the degree of luminescence condensation, the probability was only five to sixty percent.

The key point should be the traces of luminescence flow, such as wool containing Wu Jing, the traces of luminescence flow generally have their own laws, and the flow of luminescence in the waste material will not have a fixed law, but appear messy.

This discovery made Feng Hao happy, in the future, even if he didn't rely on small balls, the chance of him selecting Wu Jing was at least eighty percent!

Then, Feng Hao selected a few pieces of wool containing spiritual iron and compared them with the wool containing Wu Jing, and found different laws.

For several days, Feng Hao was wandering around various small gambling stone shops, after these days of observation, coupled with the experience taught by the burning elder, Feng Hao made rapid progress, and now, the probability of selecting five crystals among ordinary wool materials, he has been as high as ninety percent!

"You have a pupil technique?"

When Feng Hao used his purple pupils to select materials, the gambling manager beside him asked respectfully.

"Hmm. ”

Feng Hao nodded nondeniably.

"Uh, it's the annual Xiangshi Contest in Langxie Ancient City, isn't the master going to participate?"

The gambling officer asked with some confusion.