Chapter 845: Good show staged (2)

"If two people want to fight each other, it is recommended to finish the current bet before going out and fighting slowly."
Murong Yunqing stepped forward and treated them with a disgusting tone.
The two stopped fighting each other and froze, covering their faces.
Now, the most important thing for them is not to fight each other and tear down each other, but to win this bet.
When Zhou Jieying lost, Huang De also had to lose!
Both of them have become a community of interest.
Moreover, their bets are notarized and cannot be accounted for.
"Miss Zhou, now the last piece of wool is left between the two sides, so it's better to find out as soon as possible. If you drag it on, it will not affect everyone!
Murong Yun said coldly.
Zhou Jieying was swollen into a pig's head at this time, her hair spread, her posture was completely absent.
And, in front of her favorite man!
However, she can no longer afford to be ashamed!
If she loses this bet, she will have to pay 200 million to Yang Zimei, which is her entire net worth, and she will have nothing.
She can't have nothing!
Huang Deshou now has the heart to die.
Although his net worth is one billion, but two hundred million is not a small amount. I believe that Zhou Jieying will win and make such a stupid thing with a high odds!
He really hates Zhou Jieying!
Zhou Jieying reluctantly stood up, stretched her hands to smooth her hair, and let Master Calcite solve the last piece of wool.
Yang Zimei also began to undress her piece of wool.
The volume of this woolen material is not large. She is afraid of damaging the yellow Fei inside, so she does not need a calcite knife, but uses a grinding wheel to grind directly.
When she grinds the wool, the movement is light and meticulous, and her expression is concentrated, as if she is treating a treasure.
The crushed ash from the grinding wheel did not fly around, but fell off her hand cleanly.
The wool on Zhou Jieying's side was also cut with a knife, but unfortunately, all I could see were stones of white flowers, without any color.
At this time, everyone found that in the stone in Yang Zimei's hand, a yellow tinge suddenly came out.
"Huang Fei?"
Zeng Tianhua, who had never looked away from the woolen material on Yang Zimei's hand, cried first.
"Ok."
Yang Zi nodded, his hand speeding up.
Zhou Jieying saw that Yang Zimei actually had jadeite again, and it was still a rare color species of yellow jadeite. Her heart seemed to be pinched by a big hand, and she was almost breathless.
On the one hand, Huang Deshou was continually scolding her, and various unpleasant country scolds were used.
Zhou Jieying didn't care about his scolding either, and her eyes stared at the piece of wool that was being unwound, and her mouth kept saying: green, you must green, you must green ...
It's a pity that things go against expectations!
That woolen material was completely untied, not to mention the best water species, even the blue and green species were not seen.
On the side of Yang Zimei, a superb yellow jade that is the size of a goose egg has a clear yellow body and is transparent and bright like ice!
The bright Huang Fei held in her slender white hands, although not as bright as the sun's water droplets, so radiant, but pure and beautiful, making everyone want to have it.
Among emeralds, yellow is relatively rare, and yellow has been a royal color since ancient times. It is a noble symbol and is more valuable than emeralds of other colors.
"It's over, it's over, it's over!"
Zhou Jieying fell to the ground weakly, and the corners of her lips murmured and trembled, her expression was dull, her hands and feet were cold ...

【See you tomorrow good night】