Chapter 210: Green face

(} Text) Chapter 21o Green Face
"Then please ask Yu Lao to shoot."
Yuan Po also pretended to be atmospheric and said.
"Ok."
To him, Yu Xiao was not so polite, but just nodded slightly, just stepped forward.
Fourteen pieces of wool are neatly arranged in two rows. Each piece of wool is about the size of a washbasin, and each piece of wool looks very extraordinary. It is indeed stronger than Feng Hao.
"Hmm! Hmm!"
Yu Xiao stretched out her hands, and the first two pieces of wool flew on the palm of his hand, Wu Yuan gushing out, and the light was shining.
In the audience, hundreds of thousands of eyes were watching here, almost blinking.
"See you!"
I don't know who shouted, after a while, a piece of Wujing was suspended there, crystal clear, reflecting the colorful light, very dazzling.
"It's Fenhao!"
"Well, really lucky, this is really bad!"
"He's going to win. Will that guy actually kneel? ..."
Talk was heard everywhere in the crowd.
When Feng Hao saw it, there was a piece of Wu Jing. Yuan Po's face was not very good-looking, and a few second-generation ancestors were also surprised.
"Haha! Congratulations to Brother Hao."
Yu Xiao chuckled, palms shook, and she threw Wu Jing to Feng Hao.
"Oh, thank you, Yu."
Feng Hao put away Wu Jing with a look of joy, and said, "I said, with my luck, you must not be an opponent!"
"Humph!"
Yuan Po drew his face, hummed quietly, and pressed down the hearts, saying, "Rain old, go on."
"Salsa! ..."
As soon as Yu Xiao's palm moved, two pieces of wool slowly shrank on his palm.
As a result, two piles of dirt.
Two pieces of wool passed, and Feng Hao took the upper hand for a while, and the smile on his face seemed to be much more proud.
"Huh! Don't be too happy!"
Yuan Po's face turned blue, and he thought of gambling again, and his face was a little whiter.
If you lose, do you really have to kneel?
Thinking of it now, he couldn't help trembling for a while, and then thought about the unfortunate tragic situation, the look on his face was even more unnatural.
However, the two second-generation ancestors no longer shouted, standing there, looking at me, looking at you, there was a shock in their eyes.
"Salsa! ..."
Yu Xiao didn't stop, inhaling two pieces of wool again, the layers of soil were peeling off and slowly shrinking.
"It's out!"
A second ancestor screamed in a scream, and along with what he pointed out, everyone saw him, and a brilliant color was revealed on the piece of wool selected by Yuan Po.
"Haha! ..."
Suddenly, Yuan Po laughed loudly. It seemed that he had won the general, and the whole person had become extremely excited, motivated, and greatly pointed the image of mountains and rivers.
"It's just a big deal. If it's the same number, you lose."
Feng Hao pursed his lips, reminding him with bad intentions, making the smiles on the faces of several people froze.
Yuan Po even flicked her face, and wished to slap herself.
Too impulsive!
Seeing the smile on Feng Hao's face, he became nervous again.
"Salsa! ..."
Yu Xiao calmly grabbed two pieces of wool again, the layers of soil slowly peeled off, and the wool was shrinking to the naked eye.
"It's shining again!"
The second ancestor screamed again, and the whole person seemed very excited, just as if he had taken a booster.
"Haha! Yuan Shao won!"
Another second ancestor is also happy to dance.
"Hey! ..."
Yuan Po also looked at Feng Hao with a proud look, proud of his pride.
Now, he finally let his heart down, and glanced at the six pieces of wool left, and the smile on his face was even worse.
Among the three pieces, he was even sure that there was one piece of wool that would definitely shine, and the three pieces Feng Hao chose, whether they were fine or grainy, did not look like light.
"moron!"
The two words immediately made their faces froze.
"Have you seen three pieces of wool there? Are your eyes blind? Or have you just forgotten the lesson you just learned? It ’s so good that the scar forgets the pain!"
Feng Hao gave them a scornful glance and turned to Yu Xiao. "Rain is old, trouble continues."
"Ok."
Yu Xiao nodded and started again.
"Salsa! ..."
Hearing Salsa's voice, several second-generation ancestors were no longer troubled, all watching nervously at the two pieces of shrinking wool.
If Feng Hao had it, they couldn't refute it and were scolded. Although they were angry, they couldn't find a way out, but in their hearts they secretly thought about what to do with Feng Hao.
In short, Feng Hao is already dead in their hearts.
Such people who dare to challenge themselves will never let them live!
The gamblers were also nervous. Unconsciously, they directly put themselves on the side of Feng Hao, and now they all felt a little uneasy when they saw that Feng Hao was down and down.
The representatives of the major forces have different forms, and they are unwilling to offend. After all, Feng Hao is acting too weird at this time, and they are frightening!
Even if it is luck, where can there really be such luck? If it is luck, is such a person really a simple one?
"Salsa! ..."
This is the fifth piece of wool, and there is no sound in the audience. This small salsa sound seems to spread to every corner.
"It's out!"
"It's out!"
The gamblers and two second-generation ancestors screamed.
The two crystal clear Wujing suspensions were dazzling there.
Feng Hao still lags behind, but a few second-generation ancestors calmed down unexpectedly, and did not hesitate, after all, there are still two Wujings in there.
"call..."
Glancing at the still calm Feng Hao, Yu Xiao frowned slightly, and with both hands, Salsa resounded in his palm again, and the layers of mud slowly dropped.
"It's out!"
The opening is the beginning, a corner of Fenghao's woolen material is shining, and some gamblers cried out in surprise.
Yu Xiao shook slightly, and a piece of Wu Jing was revealed.
Three to three, although it was a tie, in fact, the tie was Feng Hao's win, and on the ground, there was a piece of wool left.
"Haha! I said that the of luck cares about me, you still don't believe it!"
After taking over Jing Wu, Feng Hao deliberately touched and then touched, so that several second-generation ancestors gritted their teeth and Yuan Po's face turned green.
According to his own estimation, there will only be three pieces of wool in the selected wool. Now, three pieces have been produced, and seven pieces have been made of four. Not to mention him, even the ancestors of the Yuan family did not have that ability.
However, everything was unexpected, and he could only expect miracles.
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