However, the number of eight hundred still made their hearts tremble.

It's not eight, eighty, it's eighten!

It is equivalent to eight hundred medium spars, ten years of inventory of a large sect, everything that ordinary people dare not dream of!

Everyone looked at Ye Qingli with envy, jealousy and hatred, this yellow-haired girl's luck was too good, and even this **** luck made her catch up?

Nan Yusheng said with a smile: "Miss Mo, this time, is it time for you to fulfill the gambling contract?" ”

The onlookers only remembered at this time, by the way, Mo Zihan made a bet with Ye Qingli!

Their bet is that no matter who wins, how many five-colored deer are less than the other party, they will have to pay the same number of spars.

In other words, Mo Zihan will lose to Ye Qingli's eight hundred medium-sized spars!

Oh no, it's seven hundred and ninety-nine......

Of course, the only one Mo Zihan hunted seems to have been forgotten long ago......

Mo Zihan obviously thought of this question as well, and her face suddenly turned pale!

800 medium hedrons, what's that concept?

Even if you take out all the things on the Mo family's mind now, you probably won't be able to get together 800 pieces!

That's not eight, eighty, but a full 800!

Mo Zihan couldn't wait for a thunderbolt to fall above her head at this time, and directly chop herself to death, why was she so brain-pumping just now, and actually made such a bet with Ye Qingli!

Originally, she thought that with her own ability, it would be a common thing to win Ye Qingli's one hundred and eighty spars, but she didn't expect that now she would lose all of herself!

Nan Yusheng didn't care about Mo Zihan's dead-like face at all, and said with a smile: "It's just 800 spars, will this thing also be put in Miss Mo's principle, should you not admit it?" ”

Mo Zihan had an urge to roar.

You're right, try it and see if you're dumbfounded!

She estimated that she could still make up thirty or fifty of all her possessions, but eight hundred...... It's better to ask for her fate directly.

Nan Yusheng, a slut, is even more annoying than Ye Qingli's little slut, jumping up and down here, fanning the flames!

"I don't have so many!"

She snorted coldly.

"No, could it be that the dignified Miss Mo actually wants to repay the debt?"

Nan Yusheng said with a smile: "The big guy saw it just now, it is clearly written in black and white, if Miss Mo wants to repay the debt, then I, a notary, will come out to administer justice, Lord Wang, do you say?" ”

Yan Feng raised an eyebrow lightly.

Looking at Ye Qingli, who was smiling lightly, as if he didn't put the 800 medium-sized spars in his eyes at all.

He found that now, he really can't see through this girl.

Oh, interesting, interesting!

Hearing Nan Yusheng's words, Yan Feng said slowly: "Of course, not only everyone here has also seen it, if Miss Mo can't make a bet, it doesn't matter, as the saying goes, if the female debt is repaid by her father, the Mo family is there, and they can't run." ”

"Just go directly to Mr. Mo Da to ask for an account!"

"Brother Feng......"

Mo Zihan was simply speechless.

She didn't expect that Yan Feng Qing was not towards her at all, but towards that little slut!

How so?

What a damn one!