Chapter 328 If you want to get it, gamble again

Did you really win?

San Yangbo was stunned at first, and then grabbed the money bag with ecstasy.

The dark night got up and said, "It's scattered, let's go!" No matter how others react, they lift their feet and go out. When I got to the door, a cloth bag fell out of my clothes.

"Something fell off!" Huoling was helping Fubo carry the big and small bags of things again, and happened to see something falling out of the night.

"Oh," the night quickly turned around, pretended to be surprised, picked up the cloth bag behind him, and said to himself, "I'm really careless. Didn't you lose anything?" He opened the cloth bag in front of everyone, and the group of Sanyangbo couldn't help swallowing a burst of saliva.

It seems unintentional, but it is intentional.

There is nothing else in the cloth bag, only dozens of advanced essences, most of which are four, five and six stars, and two are seven stars. How much wealth is this? If it is exchanged for more than two tons of gold and exchanged for a fairy shield, it will be two or three million.

No wonder they lost 20 or 300,000 fairy shields and didn't care. The group in the box was immediately moved. Mr. Xu, please stay." Uncle Sanyo took the money bag in his hand and quickly caught up with him: "How about gambling again?"

"I'm not in good luck today. I won't do it." The night naturally knew their little thought, but still pretended to be lack of interest. He turned around and continued to walk out, disdainfully said, "Your fairy shield is not enough for me to drink a few meals of wine. What's there to bet on?"

"Wait!" Sanyangbo seems to be full of confidence.

"Oh, don't you still have something that I like?" The night's interest came, and he turned around and stopped.

Uncle Sanyang touched his body for a while, carefully took out a long object carefully wrapped in animal skin, and then said mysteriously, "Son, walk slowly, come in and watch."

The night retreated from the door and lay lazily on the chair to see how Uncle Sanyang showed off.

The animal skin package was opened, revealing a short and thick cylindrical metal. The metal color is blue, revealing a ray of light. Uncle Sanyang said to himself, "Do you know what this is?"

"A rolling pin?" The night casually talked nonsense, revealing an extremely impatient face: "I said, Uncle Sanyang, are you kidding me? Will there still be such a thing missing in our kitchen? Let's go." After saying that, he got up again.

"Don't worry, don't worry! Take a closer look," Uncle Sanyang held the "face rolling pin" and came close to the night: "There will be no second such thing in this continent."

"It's still a rolling pin," said the night disdainfully.

"Bow the knife," Uncle Sanyang saw that he didn't know the goods in the night and was ready to show off: "Son, please take a good look."

A companion of Uncle Sanyang pulled out his iron knife and played a knife. He also explained to the night: "This is the best blade produced by the 18-mile sharpening knife. The meteorite iron forges 20 turns of cloud patterns, and the gold is cut like mud."

Fearing that the night would not believe it, he deliberately found a stone in the house and cut it down with a knife. The stone is divided into two halves, and the incision is as smooth as a mirror.

"The knife is good," the night hummed.

The man with the knife saw that the night believed the treasure knife, and then he approached San Yangbo. When San Yangbo placed the metal in his hand on the table, he held the knife in both hands and inhaled, raised it over his head, and split it hard.

"Dang!" With a crisp sound, the iron knife shook open.

The man with the knife quickly stopped the knife, showed a painful expression, and looked at the knife in front of him. The knife was cut on the metal, and a small mouth was missing.

"Please take a look," Sanyangbo picked up the blue metal rod again and came close to the night: "The blade of the knife is rolled, but this treasure is not damaged at all. This is the only thing that can be called a strange thing. What's more amazing is that this object can emit a faint light in the dark night. If it swings, it will be strange and colorful.

"It's just a harder rolling pin. What's the use of it?" The night is definitely not on the hook.

Hearing such a comment, San Yangbo held it in one breath and swelled his chest. He said angrily, "It's so hard and colorful. If it becomes a blade, it will definitely be the first in the world."

"You are an idiot. If the 'face rolling stick' can be made into a treasure knife, will you bring it out?" The night began to turn its nostrils to the sky again: "How can this kind of garbage be compared with my best essence? I said, San Yangbo, don't you really know that advanced Yuanjing can not only improve the physique, but also prolong life? What could be more precious than life?

Uncle Sanyang was stunned. The playboy in front of him was not very stupid!

He was a little confused for a moment. He quickly turned his head back and looked at the special entourage. The entourage did not reveal his identity, but just took off a small skin from his body, pretended to be respectful, and handed it to Uncle Sanyang.

Sanyangbo hasn't opened the skin yet, but the heart of the night has turned upside down.

He not only knows what is in the skin, but also knows who it is. He restrained his emotions and waited for San Yangbo to speak without saying a word.

"Gunuchu, this is a really good thing." Sanyo Burr suddenly frowned: "This treasure, as long as you get the right control method, can dig out many unexpected functions. For example, within a few miles, as long as there is someone, it will definitely be displayed on the treasure.

"This thing is a little interesting," the night pretended to be interested and asked San Yangbo to control it and see the effect. San Yangbo didn't push it. He took out the metal ring, showed it to the night, and pretended to be mysterious: "I heard that this thing does not belong to our continent, and only special people will have it. As long as you concentrate and stare at the small ball above, you can see everything.

"I can't see that thing. Fubo, go and have a look." The night pretends to be a young flower, and he doesn't want to reveal what he can do. After Gou Yunfu got the order, he also looked curious and quickly poked out the perception and checked the object.

After a while, Gou Yunfu said to the night with an excited face, "Young master, it's really a strange thing." On the one hand, he has never seen the portable marching recorder used by the tester, and on the other hand, he knows that there must be a plan for concealing his identity in the dark night, so he can't see the element of camouflage.

"Fubo, you should take a closer look!" The night looked excited.

This scene fell into the eyes of Sanyangbo and his party, and they were secretly happy. Sanyangbo hit the iron while it was hot: "It is said that this thing has many magical effects. As long as you find the trick, you can develop more effects."

"It's a little interesting. Why don't we gamble again?" The night was fooled. He got up from his chair and patted the cloth bag full of high-level essence on the gambling table: "How about this circle, blue rolling pin, and your poor fairy shield, how about winning or losing?"