When Chen Fan heard this, he didn't say much, and he was just curious.

The owner of the stone was as beautiful as earth at this time, and his whole body became stuttering.

The man in white slapped and smiled, saying that he didn't care.

Just so happened that the stone cutting master had cut the whole stone. Jade of different sizes was placed on the table, looking quite brilliant.

"Although it is a piece of melon seed jade, so many spiritual jades can still be sold at a good price." Beidou Shengzi commented.

Chen Fan felt that everything here was meaningless, so he began to look for a stone he liked in the compound to satisfy Taotie's wish.

The Holy Son of Beidou set his sight on Chen Fan. From the moment he saw Chen Fan, he felt that the man in front of him was extremely mysterious.

Although he looked low-key in black, his breath was particularly stable. If he hadn't seen it deliberately, he wouldn't have realized the existence of the opposite side.

Such a talent is the most dangerous. You will never know when the other party will suddenly attack you.

"Brother Chen, that holy son is watching you." Taotie said in Chen Fan's heart.

Chen Fan didn't care when he heard this, and he still walked over stones one by one.

The Holy Son of Beidou really wants to know Chen Fan's secret, perhaps because of the attraction between the holy bodies. His mind was running rapidly at this time, and he was wondering how to approach Chen Fan?

Chen Fan stayed in front of each stone for a short time, and then continued to the next one.

Many people looked at his movements and showed disdain on their faces.

At first glance, I saw Xiaobai when I first started playing. He could see what was famous when he saw the stone so quickly.

But the Holy Son of Beidou said loudly at this time: "I am also a person who loves to play with stones. Today I happened to meet so many fellow people, and I couldn't help but itch. Who would like to bet with me?"

The meaning of betting is very simple. Who says the quality is better? The party who fails will give the things he cut out to the opposite side.

If the loser doesn't cut out something, he won't be considered a loss.

Cutting a stone is like a heartbeat, and betting is like adding to this fun.

When everyone heard the voice of the Holy Son of Beidou, no one dared to speak.

Everyone knows that the Beidou Holy Son is a great idea to watch stones and cut stones. Wouldn’t it be meaningless to bet with him?

Seeing that no one dared to agree, the Holy Son of Beidou smiled faintly, then walked to Chen Fan and asked.

"I wonder if fellow Taoist is interested, and I bet on the stones." The smile was very sincere and natural, without any hypocrisy.

Chen Fan saw the other party's expression and felt the kindness from the Holy Son of Beidou, so he nodded and said.

"Then let's give it a try."

As soon as he said that, many people began to laugh at Chen Fan.

Humans are such complex animals. They are obviously something they cannot do. When someone tries, they will not encourage their courage. The first thing they do is to laugh at the opposite side.

"Look at the little white just now, he actually wanted to bet with the Holy Son of Beidou."

"I think it's pretty good. Anyway, he has a lot of spirit stones on his body, so he is not afraid of losing."

Chen Fan ignored the words of others, and he was still searching for stones one by one. Taotie recorded in his heart which stone has the best quality.

The Holy Son of Beidou looked at the stone very carefully. He was studying the texture of each stone. When necessary, he even had to caress the touch of the stone carefully.

The Holy Son of Beidou bet on stones with people.

The news quickly swept across the Xifeng Tower. Many people ran to the door to see, wanting to see which guy who was so blind and was so bold. Playing with the Son of Beidou isn’t that much money?

So Chen Fan received a large number of gazes that mocked him. When everyone found that he observed the stone very quickly, the meaning of mocking became even stronger.

"Look at this guy, look at the stone, do you look like you are buying vegetables on the street?" A guy suddenly said a golden sentence, which made others laugh.

"Fellow Daoist's example is too appropriate, it's really amazing!"

"Boy, it's useless to see that stones are not buying vegetables, it's not useful to see that it's so fast."

Various voices swept towards Chen Fan, and suddenly an idea was born in Chen Fan's heart.

He stopped standing there, then walked to everyone and said with a smile.

"I wonder if you are interested in betting on me."

When everyone heard Chen Fan's words, they were a little confused. What does the boy in black mean?

"My fellow Taoists who think I will lose can place a bet on me. If I lose, I will return it to you twice the spirit stone."

Chen Fan's words are powerful, neither humble nor arrogant.

The Holy Son of Beidou smiled when he heard Chen Fan's words. The opposite side looked very confident.

Many people began to think about this. As for whether Chen Fan could take out the spirit stone, everyone didn't care.

If this kid is sensational, everyone will beat him up and it will not be a loss.

So someone started to bring up an atmosphere: "I don't need to say more about the level of the Beidou Holy Son when cutting, this is the naked spirit-picking stone!"

If you say such incitemental words, everyone thinks that this is very reasonable.

I am indeed picking up money, so there is no such a good opportunity to be encountered by them.

Chen Fan said at this time: "If you want to bet, hurry up and queue up, I will record my name."

The stone-cutting master next to him was a little dumbfounded. Why were there other people in Xifeng Tower doing business?

The staff who rushed over after hearing the news were also helpless. The other party did not smash their place, it was just a large-scale play.

Most of the people here are playboys, and there are still some family backgrounds behind them. The staff are not easy to anger them. If it arouses public anger, he will be in trouble.

So the farce continued, and Chen Fan sat alone in the front, recording with the paper and pen handed over by the staff.

The people who came to bet were old and young, and men and women.

"Everyone is so unconfident in me. I saw a few fellow Taoists who were very ruthless."

When everyone heard Chen Fan's words, they laughed happily.

Most people don’t think Chen Fan can win. Even if he loses, he won’t have many spirit stones.

People who come to Xifenglou come for fun, isn’t this a kind of fun?

There are only a few more ruthless guys who have invested a lot of spirit stones.

Seeing this scene, Chen Fan sneered in his heart.
Chapter completed!