Yuan Tianbo was taken aback for a moment, and he succeeded the first time. Is this Mu Hanyan who goes out every day to step on the dog
But fortunately, it’s just glazed gold, which is much worse than before, which shows that Mu Hanyan’s good luck has begun to turn from prosperity to decline, and there are still nine times, even if his feet are covered with **** It's impossible to hit all nine times. Yuan Tianbo shook his head, thinking as if to comfort himself.
"It's not bad luck." Seeing that Baby Ling had finally opened his eyes, Mu Hanyan was quite happy for him, so he picked up a rough stone and handed it over.
The rough stones in this mine are piled up like a mountain, even if you know a little bit of identification method, you will be exhausted picking one piece by piece, not to mention that she doesn't know the method of identification at all, so she just picks randomly.
Isn't it just a few broken boxes? Miss Ben can afford to lose. Miss Mu was extremely relaxed.
"Shuiwenyin, I won the bet again, and I actually won the bet again." Following Baobao Ling's memorized formula, the surrounding crowd exclaimed again.
Mu Hanyan no longer cares about luck anymore. Anyway, she is so good that she is numb, so there is nothing to care about.
She began to pay attention to Ling Baobao's hand formulas. Compared with before, Ling Baobao's hand formulas are more complicated and profound, and they look very different from those of the Holy Land.
She could feel that Ling Baobao's hand formula should be more powerful than the Holy Court's hand formula, but it was just because it couldn't be used properly, or because of other reasons, it couldn't exert its true power.
Suddenly, Mu Hanyan's heart trembled slightly, and he lowered his head to look, but saw faint stars emerging from the astrolabe, outlining wonderful astrological patterns one by one.
With Ling Baobao's hand formula, the astrological pattern is constantly changing. Xinghuan Qianji was still in a deep sleep, and the changes in the astrolabe were obviously touched by Ling Baobao's hand formula.
Could it be that that guy's hand formula has something to do with the astrolabe? Mu Hanyan couldn't help guessing, but couldn't confirm his guess for a while.
"It turns out that the hand formula is used in this way, I seem to understand, I understand." After the last hand formula, Ling Baobao himself was so excited that he couldn't restrain himself, and muttered to himself.
"He won the bet again, but it's okay, the water pattern silver is a little worse than the glazed gold, his luck is getting worse and worse, and he will run out soon." Beside, Yuan Tianbo seemed to be himself. Consolation said like a prayer.
The complacent look on his face has quietly disappeared, and anxiety and anxiety gradually surfaced in his heart. Although he could comfort himself by using the decline in the quality of meteorite gold to prove that Mu Hanyan's good luck is beginning to disappear, but according to the bet, as long as it is meteorite gold, it doesn't make any difference whether it is worth 10 million or 10,000 yuan. He couldn't comfort himself no matter what.
"Do you want to continue?" Mu Hanyan asked Ling Baobao.
When Ling Baobao played the hand formula, she once again discovered the changes in her heart, heart, and heart, and she became even more curious.
"Continue, of course continue." Ling Baobao was excited and said without hesitation.
As Ling Baobao played the moves again and again as he wished, the brilliance burst out, forming a series of radiant flames.
And the pieces of meteorite gold also revealed the brilliance that should have been in the flames of the air pattern. Not long after, a total of nine pieces of meteorite gold appeared at Ling Baobao's feet.