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

This is not eight, eighty, but eight hundred!

Equivalent to 800 medium-sized spar, a sect’s inventory for ten years, 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 was so unbelievable, how could she even catch up with this kind of **** luck?

Nan Yusheng said with a smile: "Miss Mo, this time, isn't it time for you to fulfill the bet?"

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

Their bet is that no matter who wins, the number of five-colored deer less than the opponent will pay the same amount of spar.

In other words, Mo Zihan would still lose 800 medium spar stones to Ye Qingli!

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

Of course, the only one that Mo Zihan hunted has long since been forgotten...

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

800 medium spar, what is that concept?

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

This is not eight or eighty, but a full 800!

At this moment, Mo Zihan could not wait to drop a thunderbolt on top of her head and kill herself directly. Why was she so brain-storming just now that she actually made such a bet with Ye Qingli!

Originally, she thought that it was a common thing to win Ye Qingli 180 spar based on her own ability, but she didn't expect that she would now lose all of herself in it!

Nan Yusheng ignored Mo Zihan's deadly face, and said with a smile, "But it's only 800 spar. Could this thing be put on Miss Mo's principle? Wouldn't you deny it?"

Mo Zihan had the urge to growl.

You put it lightly, try it on you, and see if you will be dumbfounded!

She estimated that if she put together all her property, thirty or fifty pieces could still be collected, but eight hundred pieces... it might be better to ask her fortune directly.

Nan Yusheng, this bitch, 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 dignified Miss Mo actually wants to default on her debt?"

Nan Yusheng said with a smile: "You can see it all just now, it's written clearly in black and white, if Miss Mo wants to default on her debt, then I, the notary, will come out to preside over justice, my lord, don't you think? "

Yan Feng slightly raised his eyebrows.

Looking at Ye Qingli, who smiled lightly, as if he didn't take 800 medium spar in his eyes at all.

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

Hehe, funny, funny!

Hearing Nan Yusheng's words, Yan Fengqing said slowly: "Of course, not only this king, but also everyone here saw it, it doesn't matter if Miss Mo can't make a bet, as the saying goes, the father pays the debt. , the Mo family is there, and they can't run away."

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

"Brother Feng..."

Mo Zihan was speechless.

She didn't expect that Yan Fengqing was not at all towards her, but towards that little bitch!

How did that happen?

Damn it!