Chapter 1206: No. 1216 Sugar Spread

Chapter 1206: Sugar Spread
You said to hit the center, I will hit the center?
I don't want to lose face!
The mage thought angrily and pressed the mouse directly!
Mo Bei was still standing by the city, waiting for the revival of the mage opposite.
When the sudden picture turned, the crystal broke automatically.
A large line of characters appeared on the screen.
"The enemy has surrendered."
Mo Bei paused, looking a little bit seriously, "Why did he surrender?"
Feng Nai saw that someone really didn't understand.
Black Eyes couldn't help smiling at the clear eyes.
Some people sigh: "It's probably the only bey who can make the old k this demon can't bear it."
When the man raised his eyebrows in confusion, Feng Nai coughed slightly, turned his face to the side, and the arc of his lips couldn't be suppressed, but his voice was casually: "His tolerance is too poor."
Mo Bei understood: "Find a better technique in the next game."
Teammates: ... Great God Girl, wake up! Does this have anything to do with technology? This is obviously not want to complete your golden dog food!
Feng Nai saw this time, the other three were still quiet, shaking the mouse for a private chat: "Do you want to get points?"
Is it important to be abused before Shangfen? unimportant!
Three teammates: "Think!"
"Then keep quiet. When she wants the mage on the opposite side to hit her, don't make any noise, I'll pull you into the group." Feng Nai said it.
The fans in the broadcast room all want to fall into the water bottle. In order to be routine, you have even opened such things as private chat! Face too!
You should know that Feng Nai's account has always not accepted private chats, and will not play with two passers in a row. Now, she is still actively pulling people, and she is despicable!
Mo Bei also found the person he invited, the game id is the same as the game: "?"
"They want to score." When Feng Nai was wearing headphones, his youthfulness was stronger than usual. "Why? Can't you move?"
Mo Bei looked back at his screen: "Yes."
The lineup is the same as in the previous round.
Only this time, Mo Bei came up and opened a public screen: "The mage on the opposite side, please come and hit me a few times."
After seeing this sentence, Feng Nai smiled deeper.
The hands of the other three teammates trembled.
It was really not bad at all with the shameless male assistant!
Big sister, you keep a low profile.
Although you are great.
But you are so easy to be targeted.
as expected.
In the eyes of the mage opposite, the assassin was clearly provoking him!
"Is the brother very confident?" He typed out a line: "Then I will let you see my city-level mage, how can you second it!"
Under normal circumstances, such a shouting to each other should be the smell of gunpowder will become stronger and stronger.
Mo Bei thought for a moment and said, "At the municipal level, it should be very powerful, and the skills are accurate."
"..." There was no way he could hear the sentence as a compliment to the Master!
"What's going on with you assassins ?!"
The people here don't want to talk. In addition to the assistant who is in a good mood, they are experiencing the highlight of the last round of "playing the jungle to help the buff".
It's all about getting points!
But soon.
The mage opposite understood what the other side felt.
That was six minutes into the game.
He clearly saw the other person's shadow, but when he made a mistake, the man rushed to his back.
The sound of that sword made him clenched his mouse involuntarily.
But it was too late, too fast, so fast that he even doubted whether the shadow existed ...
There is a qq reading activity at the starting station, from which the Imperial League wristbands are extracted, and the Imperial League convening order video is made. I want your voice. Would you like to be together this time?
(End of this chapter)