Chapter 1057: The 168th dream is broken, so stick back!

Chapter 1057 The 168th Dream Is Broken, Stick It Back!
After planning, in order to avoid Hei Yan, there is no flaw.
Adc remains online without moving.
Lu Yifan and show stayed in Lan Buff for a while, in order to make people feel that they were playing Lan Qingye.
In fact, show is clearing the vision left by melanitis.
The middle road is the first one to go here because cats and bears are no longer blue at this time and they must return to the city.
"Show brother, cats and cats are not here!"
"It's now!"
Lu Yifan sent an offensive signal.
Mo Bei, who had lost sight, was still fighting dragons in the wild.
It is impossible to detect someone approaching.
In the background on the other side of the glass wall, Wang Dongdong saw his hands clenched.
Su He, who had replaced Mo Bei in the auxiliary position, was more worried about Mo Bei's situation and got up from his chair!
Mo Nan's face was simply treated, and a layer of white gauze was wrapped over his eyes. The suffocating facial features were full of suffocation at this time, and the black eyes became a little darker due to the action of Tu Hai.
He knows better than anyone else, why these people don't care if they let the tower go, and they have to kill his sister once.
Just because it's too clear.
Only the deepest anger surged in my heart.
Look at the lively not think so.
"I've long wanted to see this Mo Bei to the south die once, the most disgusting kind of betrayal!"
"The curse of the Monan family, faceless and skinless, was exposed and came."
"Oh, I said it before. He just washed it in a different way. Some people don't believe it, now I know."
"Lu Shen should have arrested him long ago."
"That is to say, Nan Fan also said before that what Lu Shen could have been given to him by Mo Nan today is really funny."
"Did you say that?"
"It's early."
"That's really disgusting."
"It was disgusting, and Mo Nan's fans like to attack people everywhere, and everything has something to do with their family."
"Now I'm hitting a stone hammer. I see how he can reach it."
"Upstairs, red duck."
All these words can be seen, only Mo father.
Not just these words.
And the daughter who was sitting there, holding the mouse in one hand, whose body was not clean, was also in his sight.
To announce a person is a carnival for a group of people.
Yu Zixin couldn't tolerate her calculation for so long, she couldn't count anything.
Mo Bei couldn't get her hands on, so she started from Mo Bei's house.
In addition to the barrage, Mo Bei said on behalf of the fight.
More about her family.
"How much the family loves money can make a person so shameless."
"Isn't there anything else for the wealthy children who sold before and said they didn't lack money?"
"I have a picture of Monan's father here. I'm with the bar."
"With wine? Not like I thought, hahahaha."
Everyone who has worked knows that dinner is inevitable.
In order to live, we pushed down the waist.
But why do they become the ridicule of others.
"If you look at Mo Nan's father to please others, you know who he is."
"Lack of money and madness, no wonder all kinds of sellers."
"Lu God, give him a lesson!"
What exactly crushes people's endurance.
We thought that you were diligent and diligent, and even if you were indifferent, you were never sorry for anyone.
But you never know.
When you are stuck in a quagmire, even if you don't have the financial resources, it will become a laughing stock among other people.
Mo's father has always been conservative, and his body is already bad, and it is difficult to sit there.
Someone frowned and said, "Isn't that your child, old Mo."
"what happened."
The sudden topic was like the last straw that completely overwhelmed Mo's father.
He covered his chest, panting again and again.
Before it fell, it was a picture.
The young and young daughter looked up at him, her eyes were dark and serious: "I just want to play e-sports."
He was so angry that he wanted to hit someone when he picked up the broom.
The son stood in front of his daughter: "You never understand her dreams and talents!"
In that growl and gaze, he surrendered.
He has little insight and ambition.
He didn't drink that day either.
Perhaps after drinking, the result will be something else.
Everyone has dreamed.
It is only sometimes that dreams cannot stand up to any waves in the face of reality.
He came from a young place, but he knows best what the consequences of uncompromising are.
Dreams are too fragile to break in almost one blow.
But he still let go.
Who wouldn't want their children to go and see in the larger world.
If that's their dream.
now what.
Son, daughter, your dreams are broken.
Huh!
Father Mo fell heavily at the conference table!
The people who came with him were shocked and hurry up to help!
The barrage did not stop.
A lot of speculations exist.
Destroying Mobei to the south is what they want to see most.
What exactly is gloomy.
You like someone, and you ca n’t even support him.
Because once you make a sound, whatever you say is wrong.
Others pretend to be messing around with his powder.
Scolded him for a while, praised him for a while, fine division.
You stay in front of the computer, only worrying about whether he can survive the disaster.
It turned out that the love of deep bone marrow has always been silent.
When Zhao Jianjian stood in the crowd, everyone could see that when so many people had begun to look forward to the figure in the flying dragon, it would soon disappear.
There was a girl with her hands raised, as if praying.
The voice was low: "Please, please, Nan, don't get caught."
Correct.
Don't get caught!
Zhao Jianjian suddenly understood.
What he needs to do most now.
Does it really work like usual?
How irritable they are, in the end, will be counted on his North brother's head.
Better to pray.
calm down.
Perhaps the gods really heard the voice deep inside of you.
Please.
Let that person win.
Let that person win!
This sentence seems to be injected into the eyes of Zhao Jianjian and others.
After the invasion has been completed, the flying eagle, waiting for the end of the game, stands like a subordinate, standing next to the boss's chair, looking at the tablet in the hand of the thin little devil, and lying down, "It's too cloudy to catch people."
The little boy did not speak, but moved his fingers slightly and looked at the grass above.
Feiying didn't understand what he was doing: "Don't move, you can't see bey again, what are you counting?"
"Distance." The little boy dropped a word and jumped off the boss chair, dragging and handsome.
The eagle questioned: "Distance? What distance?"
Looking back at the little boy, the tear mole still flashed, quite gentleman, indifferent tone: "You golden chicken, I said, you will understand? Do things."
Eagle: ...
"Wait a while, I worry about bey."
The eagle looked nervous and could not move.
The little boy didn't say much.
The flying eagle tightened his expression: "Three people, all gone!"
On the screen, everyone can see the situation of Mo Bei at this time, there is nowhere to escape ...
(End of this chapter)