Just thinking like this, for some reason, Qing Wu felt a sour feeling in his heart. He clenched his white teeth and glared hatefully at the back of the figure who walked into Stone Gambling Square.
That's right, this aloof saint is jealous!
"Mom, will uncle win?"
When Feng Hao was waiting, he walked into the stone betting shop. Xiao Qingmeng turned his head and asked her.
"He will definitely lose!"
Qingwu didn't even think about it, and just said with a bit of hatred through clenched teeth.
Such resentful and sour words directly stunned the two beautiful maids behind her.
Is this really the frosty saint of mine? Why does her tone sound a bit like a harem?
There’s definitely something weird in it!
The two maids didn't dare to think about it anymore, but they were a little stunned in their hearts.
Why did the saint fall in love with that slovenly man?
They really couldn't figure it out at all.
"Mom, why did uncle lose? Meng'er has never seen uncle lose before."
Xiao Qingmeng suddenly flashed bright eyes and asked with some confusion.
"Hmph! This time he will lose, and he will lose miserably!"
Qing Wu snorted softly, as if she had seen the scene where Feng Hao lost hundreds of thousands of Wu Jing in debt, and the corners of her mouth showed a hint of pleasure.
"oh."
Xiao Qingmeng responded slightly, but there was still some confusion in her eyes. As she approached Qingwu, she wrinkled her nose and said, "Mother, why do I smell mother's scent on my uncle?"
"Well..."
When the little girl asked him this question, the unprepared Qing Wu was stunned. His heart trembled, and two faint blushes emerged on his charming face. For a moment, she was boundless and charming, making the people around her keep peeking.
The people were dumbfounded and could not recover.
Her reaction made the two maids behind her tremble in their hearts.
Can't it be true?
"Nonsense!"
After reacting, Qingwu glared at Xiao Qingmeng angrily and said softly.
"I'm not lying. My uncle really smells like my mother. Meng'er can't smell it wrong!"
Xiao Qingmeng became anxious and argued.
"Mom, why don't you and uncle admit it? Meng'er, Meng'er really wants uncle to be Meng'er's father, wu wu... Meng'er shouldn't call him uncle, Meng'er should call him father..."
In a hurry, Xiao Qingmeng started to cry, her tears dripping down like broken beads, her cries were sad, and they hit Qingwu's fragile heart, and her heart suddenly felt sour.
"Meng'er, please stop crying, okay?"
Qingwu was in a hurry, but Meng'er ignored her and cried even more vigorously. Feeling soft-hearted, Qingwu had to make a promise, "Okay, okay, don't cry. Mom promises you.
Let Daddy Meng'er come back in a while, okay?"
"No, I don't want a father, I want an uncle!"
Xiao Qingmeng cried and shouted.
Feng Hao gave her the feeling of blood connection, which made her immediately abandon her unknown father.
"Well..."
Qing Wu's expression froze, the corner of his mouth twitched, he hugged Xiao Qing Meng and walked towards the distance. The two maids were stunned and followed quickly.
She was filled with hatred. It had only been a few days, and she didn't know what kind of **** soup that guy had given Xiao Qingmeng. He was so close to him, and it had to be him.
She smelled a conspiracy...
"Hmph! I won't let you succeed so easily!"
Qing Wu was determined not to let that guy's conspiracy succeed!
...
Inside the Gambling Stone Square, except for the passage left behind, there were people standing all around, and it was dark. The few heaven-level masters I saw walked in, with a touch of fire in their eyes.
This is an existence that they can only respect and look forward to!
A name is worth millions of martial arts. How can they imagine this?
These masters all had proud faces, happily enjoying the adoring gazes of the people around them, and walked towards the high-end woolen area inside.
No one thought there was anything wrong with this.
After glancing at the ordinary stone area, Feng Hao walked over and kept sweeping one hand over each piece of wool.
"Tsk, tsk, does Master Xue still want to extract the spiritual crystal from the burnt stone?"
A rather harsh voice sounded in his ears, and when he turned sideways, he saw Xu Li walking over with a malicious smile on his face.
"I'd like to, but I'm afraid I won't have that luck."
Feng Hao responded indifferently, shrugged, and walked towards the high-end materials area while stroking the woolen materials on the shelf.
Ordinary wool, that is, ordinary wool, can produce nothing more than martial crystals and spiritual iron. Moreover, there is no possibility of high-grade spiritual iron. No matter how many of these things are produced, they will never be able to compare with a piece of top-grade spiritual iron.
Therefore, Feng Hao could only choose to go to the medium wool area. Only the wool there could produce high-quality spiritual iron and even various rare and exotic treasures.
Ten million gold coins is actually not much, it is just the value of twenty martial crystals. In this medium wool area, each piece of wool is quite huge. The smallest one is as big as a bathtub, and it is worth
Woolen materials worth more than one million gold coins, seven to eight million gold coins, and even tens of millions of dollars can be seen everywhere. In other words, with their limit of ten million gold coins, they can only choose two or three pieces of woolen materials.
If you want to choose the one with good quality, then you can only get one piece.
Along the way, I touched thousands of pieces of wool, but among them there was only one piece of spiritual iron and two pieces of martial arts crystals. Feng Hao's dream of spiritual crystals was shattered.
That time, shitty luck really happened!
In the pupils, thick purple flames burned, like two wisps of heavenly fire, burning everything. The slight flickering made people's hearts tremble and they dared not look directly.
In his purple eyes, Feng Hao glanced around and began to look at the wool around him. After a while, he discovered a piece of wool that was a little different.
This is a piece of wool with a price tag of 5.3 million gold coins. It is very huge and occupies a corner. Compared with the surrounding wool, it is a huge object.
It is two meters long and half a meter high. Originally, a piece of wool of this size should be sold for at least 10 million gold coins, but now, it is only sold for 5.3 million gold coins. The reason is because,
Most of its body is covered with holes of different sizes, which penetrate directly as if it were pierced by something sharp. The whole piece of wool looks like a sieve.
Its whole body is surrounded by aura, and its color is distinct and very rich. Even ordinary gamblers can guess that there must be martial crystals in this large piece of wool.
After Feng Hao came over, his eyes rested on the corner of this piece of wool.
It was a complete area about half the size of a palm, and the surrounding area was covered with tiny holes, which was very strange.~
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