Chapter 1544: Awkward pit her hand 13
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But, the number of eight hundred, still let their hearts tremble.
This is not eight, eighty, but eight hundred!
Equivalent to eight hundred medium spar, a ten-year inventory of the big door, everything that ordinary people can't imagine dreaming!
Everyone looked at Ye Qingli with envious and hateful eyes. This Huang Maotou’s luck is also so good that it’s too good, even this kind of squad has let her catch up?
Nan Yu said with a smile: "Miss Mo Da, this time, is it because you have fulfilled the gamble?"
The onlookers only remembered this time, right, Mo Zizhen was betting with Ye Qingli!
Their bet is that no matter who wins, how many heads of deer are less than the other, they must pay the same amount of spar.
In other words, Mo Ziyan, but also lost to Ye Qingli eight hundred medium spar!
Oh, no, it’s seven hundred and ninety-nine...
Of course, the only one that Mo Zizhen hunted, seems to have been forgotten in the future...
Mo Ziyan obviously thought of this problem, her face suddenly became pale!
800 medium spar, what is the concept?
Even if you take all the things of Mo's family now, you probably won't get 800 pieces!
This is not eight or eighty, but a full 800!
Mo Ziyan now wants to drop a thunder on the top of his head and directly smother himself. How did she just so brain pump, actually hit this kind of bet with Ye Qingli!
Originally, she thought that, based on her own ability, winning the hundred and eighty spar of Ye Qingli was a common thing. I didn’t expect that I would lose all of it now!
Nan Yu Yan did not care about the face of Mo Zizhen’s dead man. He smiled and said: "It’s just 800 spar. Is this something that will be placed on Miss Moo’s principle? You should not disapprove it?”
Mo Ziyan has an impulse to growl.
You can talk lightly, change it to you to try it, see if you are directly dumbfounded!
She estimated that all her property would be put together, thirty or fifty can still be made out, but eight hundred... it is better to ask her for her life.
This rainy goods of Nanyu is more annoying than the little monk of Ye Qingli. Here, I jumped up and down, and the hurricane ignited!
"I don't have that much!"
She snorted coldly.
"No, isn't the Ms. Mo Da, who really wants to pay?"
Nan Yu said with a smile: "The big guys have just seen it, and the black and white words are clearly written. If Miss Mo wants to pay the bill, then my notary public, I will come out to preside over justice, Wang Ye, are you saying that? ”
The wind caught the eyebrows lightly.
I watched the smiles and the lightness of the clouds, as if I didn't put 800 medium-sized spar in my eyes.
He found that now, really can't see through, this gimmick.
Oh, fun, fun!
When I heard the rain in the south, the wind was slow and said: "Of course, not everyone who is here in the king has seen it. If Miss Mo can’t take a bet, it doesn’t matter. As the saying goes, the female debt is paid by the father. Mo’s home is there and can’t run anymore.”
"It’s good to go directly to Mr. Mo Da to have an account!"
"Wind brother..."
Mo Zizhen has nothing to say.
She did not expect that the wind was not directed at her, but to the little monk!
How did that happen?
Really damn!
