Chapter 1234: One thousand two hundred and forty-four, Shuai Shuai North

Chapter 1234: One Hundred Two Hundred and Forty-Fourth, Shuai Shuai North
"Ok."
The crowds are moving forward.
The more lively there are, the more people will gather.
Because it is everyone's nature to be curious and lively.
Looking at the crowds here, I would stop and see what happened.
The unknown players are not necessarily able to squeeze to the front.
"Brother, hurry up."
The man has not been very enthusiastic, was pulled forward with his wrist, did not look at the road, accidentally hit the figure in front.
Suddenly, both men stopped.
It's not how fierce the figure is, or what the other person said.
Instead, a machete was inserted behind her waist, which looked small, but because of the aura she emitted, she was plated with cold.
Her side face was a little white and translucent, and she was more clear than ordinary people.
Obviously the hair is not so short, scattered on the shoulders, the temperament like ice and snow is a beauty that is hard to forget at a glance.
But when she tilted her eyes, she was A handsome.
"B, bey?"
Pulling that man's friend couldn't help but stutter.
Mo Bei turned to her lower body, which was obviously convenient for them to pass.
Just when the people next to them heard the name bey, they all looked over here.
I was still trying to squeeze the solution just now, so I didn't notice it behind me. Now I saw that my eyes were gradually changing.
"It's really bey. It seems that she was right on the Internet. She is really back again."
"I'll definitely be back, but this is the trial, this time on behalf of Huaxia."
"I thought she was not qualified to play since the last time. It seems there is still a backstage."
"It looks really good, no wonder people like it."
"It's all the light of the Imperial League, after all, many people like Imperial League."
"Wait, don't confuse us with her. You've all been playing with Grandpa Wan recently. Grandpa Wan is so handsome. Let's climb for a while. For those who don't matter, don't associate with us in the future."
"Don't even want to see her?"
"You can't see it, you can see its character."
There are many sounds in my ears.
The man couldn't help but raise his hand on one side.
Mo Bei moved.
Everyone thought what she was doing.
But she just walked to the registration office, and in the eyes of the recording staff, her voice was not low or high: "Mo Bei, game id Mo North to South, all positions, any 1v1 challenge, pick up."
No more brief self-introduction.
Compared to the person next to her who is still talking about her best score.
Obviously, not only the onlookers, but even the recording staff have never heard such a brief one.
After all, people who come will report the points in the game first, and the higher ranking will be displayed on the large screen outside.
There are also some players who have clearly stated their position, such as assassins, to show their best results in flying, and people can also notice you.
But Mo Bei said nothing.
Just the last sentence.
"Any 1v1 challenge will be answered."
From the trials to now, no one dare to let go of such words.
After all, 1v1, according to the rules, both red and blue choose the same character. Only by knowing the heroes you will be able to arrange opponents.
For example, the auxiliary position and the auxiliary position perform pk, the assassin position and the assassin position perform pk, so as to determine the best.
Among the people who come, the most are mid-single and down lanes that can be connected, and they are also divided into primary and secondary play positions.
And Mo Bei, all positions ...
(End of this chapter)