Chapter 1548 Pit Her Fiercely 12
"yes, we should keep competing!"
Many people shouted for fear that the world would not be chaotic.
Mo Zihan's eyes darkened, and he couldn't wait to slap his two mouths directly.
Why did you owe so much to your mouth at the beginning?
It's okay to bet like that!
Now she has a feeling of wanting to cry without tears.
She had given up even trying to find the deer.
Even if she struggled to find a place, Ye Qingli could always find it one step ahead of her, and then swing the bait there, and the five-colored deer would run out.
She couldn't help but want to roar loudly at Ye Qingli.
"There's no such thing as you!"
Of course Ye Qingli wouldn't hear her heart, now, she grabbed the five-colored deer with ease, and Nan Yusheng simply swaggered to her side, when, Ye Qingli's bags were full, and she replaced it with a new one.
And the stuffed bags were placed on the side of the scorching breeze, and his guards were in charge of guarding them, and no one could make trouble.
As the sky gradually darkened, the sunset finally completely set the horizon, and the people around lit up the lights one after another, and Nan Yusheng also stopped at this time and shouted: "It's time!" ”
Ye Qingli clapped her hands, handed over the last bag to Nan Yusheng, and then slowly walked back.
When she passed by Mo Zihan, she also patted the other party's shoulder kindly.
"Hey, it's getting late, don't stand here, be careful of catching a cold!"
Mo Zihan carried his bags and walked back in despair.
According to the regulations, both sides should take out all their prey, and then compare who has more and who has less.
But now, it seems that there is no need for this, because as long as it is a person with eyes, everyone can see that Ye Qingli has achieved an overwhelming advantage.
In Mo Zihan's bag, there are only so pitiful ones...... a.
It was the one he hunted at the beginning, and since then, she can only watch Ye Qingli perform, and she has nothing to gain.
The dignified Miss Mo created her worst record in history, which made everyone unbelievable.
And Ye Qingli's side is even more eye-catching.
A large pile of bags was piled up in front of the hot wind like a hill.
Even Nan Yusheng didn't expect that there were so many.
She stuck out her tongue: "I'm afraid I can't count it alone, is there anyone who comes up to help me count it?" ”
"I'm coming!"
"And me!"
Many people took the initiative to ask for help, and soon several people came up to count these bags with Nan Yusheng.
They only counted them cursoly, and then they all looked horrified.
Fifteen!
Ye Qingli's bag was full of fifteen!
It can't be described as an overwhelming advantage, it's just a spike!
Several of them were there and counted the days in a hurry.
And in this process, Mo Zihan always stood there in despair, his face was pale, and he didn't say a word.
After a while, Nan Yusheng came out with a proud face to announce the result.
"I declare, Ye Qingli's harvest is - eight hundred!"
The onlookers couldn't even make a sound of exclamation, it was really because Ye Qingli's performance just now was too rebellious, so they were all mentally prepared, and when they heard this result, they didn't seem so surprised.