However, the number of eight hundred still made their hearts tremble.
This is not eight, eighty, but eight hundred!
It is equivalent to 800 medium crystals, a ten-year inventory of a martial arts school, everything that ordinary people can't even imagine in their dreams!
Everyone looked at Ye Qingli with envy, jealousy and hatred. This yellow-haired girl's luck is so good that she has caught up with her
Nan Yusheng said with a smile: "Miss Mo, this time, is it your turn to fulfill the bet?"
It was only at this moment that the onlookers remembered, yes, Mo Zihan made a bet with Ye Qingli!
Their bet is that no matter who wins, how many five-color deer they have less than the other side, they have to pay the same amount of crystals.
In other words, Mo Zihan will lose 800 medium crystals to Ye Qingli!
Oh no, it's seven hundred and ninety-nine...
Of course, the only one that Mo Zihan hunted seems to have been forgotten long ago...
Mo Zihan obviously also thought of this question, her face turned pale all of a sudden!
800 medium spars, what is that concept
Even if you take out all the worries of the Mo family now, you probably won't get 800 of them!
This is not eight or eighty, but a full 800!
At this moment, Mo Zihan wished that a thunderbolt would rain down on her head and kill herself directly. Why did she have such a brain twitch just now, that she actually made such a bet with Ye Qingli!
Originally, she thought that it would be a common thing to win Ye Qingli's hundred and eighty crystals with her own ability, but she didn't expect that now she lost all of herself in it!
Nan Yusheng ignored Mo Zihan's dead face at all, and said with a smile: "It's just 800 spars, so could this be put on the principle of Miss Mo, you won't deny it, right?"
Mo Zihan had the urge to growl.
You said it lightly, let me try it instead, and see if you will not be dumbfounded!
She reckoned that if all her property was put together, thirty or fifty pieces could still be made up, but eight hundred pieces... might as well just take her life.
This bitch Nan Yusheng is even more annoying than that little bitch Ye Qingli, jumping up and down here, fanning the flames!
"I don't have so many!"
She snorted coldly.
"No way, could it be that the majestic Miss Mo actually wants to renege on her debt?"
Nan Yusheng said with a smile: "You guys saw it just now, and it was clearly written in black and white. If Miss Mo wants to renege on the debt, then I, a notary, will come out to uphold justice, my lord, don't you think so? "
Yan Feng slightly raised his eyebrows.
Looking at Ye Qingli who was smiling lightly there, as if she didn't take the 800 medium crystals seriously.
He found that now, he really couldn't see through this girl.
Hehe, interesting, interesting!
Hearing Nan Yusheng's words, Yan Fengqing said slowly: "Of course, not only the king, but also everyone here has seen it. It doesn't matter if Miss Mo can't make a bet. , the Mo family is right there, and I can't run away."
"Just ask Mr. Mo Da for the bill!"
"Brother Feng..."
Mo Zihan had nothing to say.
She didn't expect that Yan Fengqing was not at her at all, but at that little bitch!
How did that happen
Damn it!