Chapter 1498: One thousand four hundred and seventy four

Chapter 1498: One Thousand Four Hundred Seventy Four
"So, what are you going to do?" Feng Nai turned his eyes away, and smoked a cigarette out of the cigarette case casually. The voice was still indifferent: "I'm different from him. Children play games. "
"This is not a game played by children." Mo Bei lowered his eyes, removed the cigarette from his hand, and his figure was lowered a bit: "You should not have time to smoke, look at the screen, here."
Feng Nai looked at her hand that was being held down again, and raised an eyebrow.
You never know what your teammates were doing when they were ranked.
In the game, the mage watched his jungler go there slowly before, but later he seemed to be playing the blue buff, but he was a little unskilled.
"In this game, the economy is king. As a jungler, you must eat money faster." Mo Bei glanced at Chao Ye District. You just lost a round of economy, go into his red zone, eat his wild. "
Probably when Mo Bei held Feng Nai's hand to operate, he encountered the voice of the team.
This sentence explains.
Not only Feng Nai heard it.
Even teammates can hear it.
moment.
News inside the team exploded.
"What do you mean ?! After a long time, I won't fight at all."
"Fuck, my promotion."
"What players are, surrender, speed."
When Mo Bei saw these words, there was no wave in his face.
Instead, he pulled up Feng Nai and let him sit in his place.
"You play this, just make a big move and just follow me."
Big move?
Feng Nai studied it.
As for why, in this position where he was sitting, now he could see her side of Qing Qing's face.
So serious?
It was originally just a game.
Feng Nai didn't care.
But inexplicably, after looking at her eyes, she wanted to shut up those who were still talking.
Mo Bei's hand still had a hand injury, and his hand speed was definitely incomparable with the previous one.
However, Mo Bei has always been a stream of consciousness and will judge the position of the other party.
After all, this is not a professional game, but a mid-end game.
Mo Beihui and Feng Nai changed positions because of these factors.
The problem should be small.
But teammates don't think so.
In this case, it did crash.
The archer began to speak: "As soon as he came up, he chose to play wild, and he said that he needed to fill up the position. The dragon did not look at it, and he would not even grasp it."
Team news.
Feng Nai can also see that the pale eyes are a little cold at this moment.
He didn't like these people.
The shooter has something to say.
Mo Bei glanced at the map: "Feng Nai, come here."
full name?
The called person did not refuse.
Mo Bei took another look: ‘Big move, come up. ’
Feng Nai wanted to follow the big move, but after all, it didn't. After the big move was pushed out, it didn't achieve the desired effect because the distance was not enough.
After seeing this scene, Mo Bei glanced at the overly handsome face.
The thin lips were slightly sloppy, and the eyes were slightly suffocated, still beautiful and unbelievable, and even the curve of the chin was white as if immersed in light.
Probably never thought of anything.
In the full service, the first hit of the wild k god, when playing auxiliary, skills will be empty.
It is even more difficult for anyone to know the expression on his face after he lost his skills.
Mo Bei saw all this, didn't hold back, his eyes were bent, and then he walked two more steps: "This distance should be enough, come up?"
(End of this chapter)