Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

Many people lamented.

Only Jun Aohan had a careless smile on his face.

Ye Qingli also walked back with satisfaction.

Basically, she picked up all the fine crystals.

The rest for Dugufeng is all leftovers.

However, he was still very happy.

Ye Qingli really did not know how he came from the name of Master Jian Shi.

Hey, she doesn't want to think about it either.

Not everyone is like her, with so many golden fingers beside her.

Bi Xuan dragged a few large boxes and followed behind Ye Qingli, a stern expression, and walked back.

It's like winning.

However, many people think he looks like a silly X ...

"Hey, Qingli, how sure are you?"

Nan Yusheng was afraid of stimulating Ye Qingli and asked carefully.

"Of course you will win."

Ye Qingli asked her strangely.

As a person who can see the inside of the original stone, if she never wins like this, then she can really go to the river.

She patted the boxes.

"Inside me, they are all original stones."

She said boldly: "Look back, Yu Sheng, if you drive well, you can pick whatever you want."

Nan Yusheng let out a sigh in his heart.

It seems that Qingli must have been overstimulated, so he started talking nonsense.

This is obviously layman's language.

You know, the ratio of spar produced in the original stone is only one tenth.

She has a total of 5,000 spars here. What kind of spar mine will have such a ratio?

And, even if there were, how could she all be selected?

Nan Yusheng stood in Lian and began to stop talking.

She began to think about how to comfort Ye Qingli after the incident.

Ye Qingli didn't think so much.

She is telling the truth.

Among the 10,000 original stones, there are crystals, which are about five or six thousand.

She started out strong and took away all the crystals.

According to her estimation, there are probably less than 1,000 rough stones in Dugufeng.

Seeing the extremely confident expression of Du Gufeng.

Ye Qingli feels speechless.

She was thinking, looking back, if the uncle lost, would it be too stimulating.

She quietly called Xiao He.

"Hey, you are going to prepare some medicine for curing horns, first prepare ..."

At this time, Du Gufeng had taken a few entourages and walked back with pride.

Under the hands of Du Gu's family, a large area was already marked in the square in front.

Then, two areas were circled.

The original stones of both sides are all pushed here.

Everyone sees this, and they are even less confident in Ye Qingli.

Although the number is the same.

However, the original stone of Dugufeng obviously looks better.

The old men beside Yan Fengqing watched their heads shaking.

Seeing the wind is light and upset.

"Is your neck uncomfortable?"

"Ah, lord, didn't you see that, Du Gufeng is worthy of being the most famous master of Jianshi. The original stones he picked are all of high quality. In contrast, the lady Ye can't follow. Compare with him. "

"This time, Miss Ye has lost."

"What do you want?"

Yan Fengqing directly photographed them all back.

At this time, someone had lifted up two huge calcifiers.

Ready to start to unravel.

There is a referee sitting in the middle.

He has two books in his hand

He is responsible for recording the quality and quantity of spar on both sides.

Finally, as long as the statistics, we know who will win.