Chapter 1048: Thousand and fifty-ninth return!

Chapter 1048: One Thousand Fifty-nine Return!
Monan's hand was a meal.
The unusual and ordinary sounds sounded behind them.
After Mo Nan paused, she pressed Mo Bei's shoulder with one hand and let her look.
On the screen, Feng Nai realized that it was too late to rush back to join the regiment, and brought the line of soldiers to the crystal city of Tuhai.
On Heiyan's side, both cats and bears are still ashes, and they are clenching their teeth to guard the tower.
Cold death, in exchange for a line of soldiers.
This line of soldiers was taken directly by Feng Nai into the center of the city of Tuhai.
Mo Bei stopped, standing with his head up, looking away, his eyes reflecting the light on the screen.
"Although Brother has never wanted to admit it, the guy k is really good, and ..." Mo Nan, with one eye, pressed a thing into Mo Bei's hand, then turned slightly sideways, in her ear. What was said.
Mo Bei's back trembled, his straight waist, a slight half-bend, and his palms spread out. It was a delicate multifunctional USB flash drive. The silver case was marked with the black letter z.
"He called you sister bey, right here."
Mo Bei's black pupil shook twice.
The security behind him has been maintaining order.
Just having the first support card will have the second.
The game is going on and you can't leave it.
Mo Bei's eyes narrowed, her eyes fell on her brother's eyelids which had started to swell.
Mo Nan raised her hand and rubbed her head: "If you are happy, we go home, if not, your teammates are still waiting for you."
Mo Bei stared directly at the sullen smile, put a finger on it, and put the headset on the multi-function USB disk on his left ear.
Instead of speaking, she paced towards the front competition area.
Wang Dongdong was still helping the security guard. When she saw her coming, she wanted to wait for her to wait until he was stable here ...
But Mo Beixiang couldn't see anything.
It's because of the sound in the headphones.
No matter how many years have passed.
Still so clear.
Even parting, it seems like last night.
That was after the dissolution of Imperial League.
The teenager with broken hair was standing under the brightest billboard in Jiangcheng, with a guitar hanging on her body, and even the night could not conceal the champion's logo on her clothes.
She looked at the little one with a smile and flicked her fingers.
It's the song that's now in her ears.
That man is singing.
"Where is the world full of flowers?"
"If it does exist, then I will definitely go."
"I want to stand there on the highest mountain."
"Do not care if it is a cliff."
"I never gave up on ideals."
"Even in disgraced days ..."
Could not get the speech given by Mo Bei.
Even when she looked at her like this and dared to walk to the competition area, the people blocked by security were even more reluctant.
"Mo north to south, you are not worth playing!"
"Dash! Liar!"
"roll!"
Can't throw the Yingyue card, and the one that fell on Mo Bei's shoulder became the Yingyue stick that people bought when they entered the venue and the popcorn scattered.
When popcorn is eaten, you will find it very sweet.
But when you look at it and smash at the person you care about the most, it's a different taste.
Zhao Jianjian was standing in the center, and then he got angry, and wanted to get ahead.
The lady held him down and let him see.
That person's image was not affected at all.
I just reached out and took off the popcorn grains on my shoulders. The back was still upright like a green pine cypress, without a slight bend, and the face was beautiful and cold, which made me pause.
The white headphone cord hangs down.
Anyone near can hear the last song.
"Run forward, facing cold eyes and mocking."
"How can life be felt without suffering?"
"Destiny can't make us kneel for mercy."
(End of this chapter)