Chapter 466： Acacia contest

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Chapter 466: Contest Stone Match

"Huh! ... huh! ..."

Sitting on the bed, Feng Hao soon fell asleep.

In these days, he was trembling all day long. He was indeed physically and mentally exhausted. Now that he has arrived in the ancient city of Langxie, he can be relieved and let go of his heart's defenses, and he can sleep without worry.

"Oh! ..."

For a while, he heard the sound of a soaring, a dragon head emerged from his sleeve, is the descendant of the virtual dragon, the little black dragon.

It wrinkled its large nostrils slightly, and then a pair of eyes burst into a strange light, turned its head and glanced at the sleeping Fenghao, and a bright human eye appeared in its bright eyes, and it was close to the smell of force. The breath on Wen Fenghao's body was a general sigh of relief.

"Oh!"

With a slight buzz, the little black dragon disappeared like a ghost, and I didn't know where it went. It wasn't until dawn that it returned to Feng Hao's sleeve as if nothing had happened.

It's another three hours of cultivation Ziqi eastward, until the hot sun hangs high, Feng Hao opened his eyes.

Soon, he filtered the latest information before thinking of the little black dragon.

Flipping his hands, he took out the little black dragon with sleepy eyes on his arms.

This is the son of Xulong!

"Daddy!"

The sound of milk and milk sounded directly in Feng Hao's mind, which made him feel incredible.

However, thinking of Xu Long's proficiency in human language, he was relieved.

It ’s just that the little black dragon ’s title makes him a little bit cold. ‘Daddy’? He became a dragon father?

"Oh, kid, can you change your name?"

Feng Hao coughed twice and said to the little black dragon with a negotiated tone.

"Daddy doesn't want a baby anymore?"

A little sobbing sound sounded, and there was a mist of water in Xiao Heilong's eyes, which was pitiful.

"Uh ... no no ..."

Looking at those misty eyes, Feng Hao could not help but feel a headache.

I don't know why, because of that drop of blood, he had a strange connection with the little black dragon, like a blood line. At this time, looking at the poor appearance of the little black dragon, Feng Hao softened his heart.

"Well, here!"

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

"Oh?"

It seemed to smell the scent, and the little ball came out of his collar. A pair of bright big eyes locked the dragon egg shell grabbed by the little black dragon's claws straightly, and there was a drool in his eyes.

"It's none of your business!"

Feng Hao pressed it back with anger.

"Oh!"

A rushed body, it flashed out, hanged not far away, staring straight at the little black dragon, a pair of eyes filled with threatening meaning, let the little black dragon stop the biting action, and looked in fear. it.

"Don't care about it, with me, it doesn't dare to treat you!"

To appease Xiao Heilong, Feng Hao stared at the ball again, and warned it not to cause trouble. The threat was very strong, and the ball was marinated.

After smashing the small ball and smashing Feng Fenghao again, the little black dragon seemed to understand something, but it still didn't dare to swallow it alone. The four eggshells in his hand, he pleased to hand two small **** to the ball, only then Enjoyed one piece.

"What the **** is this guy?"

Feng Hao was shocked to see the contented dragon ball in the eggshell.

This little black dragon is a descendant of Qinglong. It is so afraid of this inexplicable beast from an unknown origin. I think its identity is not simple.

"Are there any beasts above the five beasts?"

Feng Hao couldn't help doubting it.

The five great beasts represent the five extremes of heaven and earth, the strength of unicorn, the defense of basalt, and the ghosts of Qinglong, which are all invincible. Is there anything that can surpass these extremes?

There is no record of this in the classics, so Feng Hao has no way of knowing, and it is impossible to guess the true identity of the small ball.

"It's time to go out!"

Standing up and scrubbing, Feng Hao was walking outside.

Incorporating the wide streets where people come and go, he walked towards a small stone gambling hall where he entered.

Inside, the aura is rushing, the colors are bright and bright, and the vision is frequent. Each piece of wool looks very extraordinary, it seems that it is the best that can open up different crystals.

This outermost woolen material alone can be higher than those high-grade woolen materials at Yuyue Gambling House at that time, which made Feng Hao feel that it was not a grade.

The price is not unexpected. The outrageous price is generally above a Wujing. Even the dull woolen materials placed in the corner are priced above six digits.

Looking at those thousands of wools, the wealthy thoughts in Feng Hao's mind disappeared.

Here, at best, he can only be considered petty.

"call!..."

Exhaling, Feng Hao didn't choose the woolen fabrics with great light, but walked towards the inconspicuous woolen fabrics.

Looking at his movements, the middle-aged gambler flashed disappointment in his eyes, but he followed them with a smile.

Mosquitoes are as small as meat, and business must be done.

At the cue of the small ball, Feng Hao chose ten pieces of wool with Wujing and ten pieces of waste to go out.

"Oh!"

Purple pupil lit up, and under the eyes of Zitong, the two pieces of wool in front of his eyes appeared in Feng Hao's eyes. Faintly, he could see that there was a gleam of crystal light in the piece of wool containing Wu Jing. Existence, and although there is light in the piece of waste, it is not as cohesive as the previous piece, and it is obviously scattered.

After carefully observing the 20 pieces of wool, Feng Hao found that if you only look at the degree of luminescent condensing, the chance is only 50 to 60%.

The focus should be the traces of the flow of light. If there is too much woolen material, the traces of the flow of light generally have their own rules, and the waste material will not have a fixed pattern of light flow. Instead, it looks messy.

This discovery made Feng Hao so happy that in the future, even if he did not rely on small balls, his chance of selecting Wu Jing was at least 80%!

Then, Feng Hao chose several pieces of wool with lingering iron and compared with wool with Wu Jing, they found different rules.

For several days, Feng Hao wandered in various small stone gambling houses. After these days of observation, combined with the experience taught by Fen Lao, Feng Hao has made rapid progress. Now, the chance of selecting Wujing among ordinary woolen materials , He has been as high as 90%!

"Do you have a pupil?"

When Feng Hao used Zitong to select materials, he followed the gambling tube beside him respectfully and asked.

"Ok."

Feng Hao nodded indiscriminately.

"Uh ... now it's the annual Xiangshi competition in the ancient city of Langxie, isn't the master going to participate?"

The gambler asked in confusion.

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