She made a mouthful towards Bi Xuannu.

"Remove the pile."

That pile is obviously smaller than this one.

Moreover, the quality looks uneven.

Some look okay.

Some are simply broken and can't bear to look straight.

The onlookers all felt that Ye Qingli was crazy.

Actually took this pile of stones to fight Dugufeng?

Just in case a pile of waste material comes out.

I don't know if she will cry in anger!

In fact, Ye Qingli didn't know what was going on.

This pile of rough stones seems to have been made.

The appearance has done some concealment.

It is not the same as the regular rough stone.

Something like this pile looks tattered.

In fact, all of them contain medium-quality spar of excellent quality.

So, Du Gufeng looked away sadly ...

However, no matter what kind of hands and feet are done.

For Ye Qingli, these tactics are all ineffective.

Who told her to have golden fingers like Tianyan?

Therefore, these blind eyes only cover Du Gufeng alone ...

Du Gufeng didn't need help from others. He personally moved a lot of crystals with sweat.

The purpose is to prevent others from touching their hands and keep their luck.

This is also an unwritten rule of Jian Shi.

In contrast, he felt that Ye Qingli was too layman.

I don't understand the rules at all.

Then, he began to explode quickly.

The stone breaker started, and stone chips flew.

Soon, a little light appeared.

It looks like a high-quality spar.

Suddenly, Du Gufeng's heart burst into joy.

Just when he was just beginning to be happy, there was a cry of exclamation on the edge.

"Wow, it's a medium spar!"

"Miss Ye also drove out!"

"Unexpectedly, there are medium spars in the pile of debris!"

"Hush, don't talk, see what the master Du Gu has written ..."

Du Gufeng was originally focused on the calcite. As a result, when he heard this sentence, his hands shivered a little, and he immediately turned away.

Cut a good piece of rough stone in half.

And the result made him very depressed.

Because, what he cut out was just an ordinary spar.

This time, he faced the remaining spars, and he felt a little bit more unable to hang his hands.

On Ye Qingli's side, there was a constant cry of exclamation.

"Wow, another piece!"

"It's still medium spar!"

"The third medium spar!"

"Is Miss Ye hanging up?"

"No, this calcifier, I want to stay back, the phone is so good!"

"Bah, do you get your turn ..."

Du Gufeng turned around and couldn't believe it.

At this time, Bi Xuan was working with sweat.

And beside Bi Xuan, seven or eight spars have already been piled up.

All are medium spars!

This is what he just opened!

He quickly drove the calcite machine, along the line drawn by Ye Qingli, non-stop calcite.

A very simple and rough look.

Let Du Gufeng watch his head shake.

"It was originally a very skillful thing, but you are so rude, how can you solve a good spar?"

What Du Gufeng said is actually very reasonable.

However, now looking at the contrast of the spars around them.

It makes people feel that it is a bit different.

Someone whispered quietly, "I pretend to be pretty, and say that I am a master. As a result, I can't even be a rookie."