Chapter 1243: 12th 253 The Ultimate Slap
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The eSports King’s Crush
- Warring Young Seven
- 934 characters
- 2021-01-29 06:26:13
Chapter 1243 The Ultimate Slap
Xiaomi Lin tilted her head: "Brother's style?"
"Who has your brother lost to such a thing as weak red eyes?" Bo Xiaomon said no.
When Xiaomai thought of this, she was indignant: "I haven't lost! He will still sell cute, and use my name to beister elder brother bey. If you hit someone, you will have to pay his family for medical expenses!"
"Have you heard?" Bo Xiaomon looked at the girl with a sullen face, and his tears were looming. "Will you go back to your master when you hear it?"
The girl panicked and looked back at Xu Yiwan.
Xu Yiwan was not affected, as if she didn't know the girl, and asked the fans next to him: "What the is going on?"
"Nothing, Grandpa, it has nothing to do with you."
"Their imperial alliance fan is in the power."
"It seems that it is impossible to distinguish which is true."
"It's so obvious, how can you tell?"
It's weird here, maybe your technology can beat anyone on the battlefield.
But in the face of the word "like", I want to let those fake powders be disassembled, unless the real powder can stand out.
Xu Yiwan knows this truth very well. At that time, the Dimeng fans have followed the Dimeng to silence the ruins. Even if there are still, they can still be shaken passively, as long as they want to see people like spades z appear, bey It will never be accepted, because in terms of personality and behavior, bey is completely different from spades z. Except for playing games, she is like a shadow in reality, except for that face, she does not exist at all. Feeling, plus the black material on her body, just make something out.
What's more, the Emperor League fans are just looking for a feeling similar to the z. When the Emperor League was still there, she knew it.
bey gave the feeling they didn't want, she could give.
All these things went well at first, but since the little boy appeared next to Xiaomi Lin, they have changed.
Xu Yiwan is very clear that this should be the son of spades z.
She also panicked just now.
However, she knows very well that as a fan, she doesn't like being disassembled.
Z's son, as long as it is not Z himself, this fact will never be true.
Just one person can bring down the imperialist fans who are still active?
impossible.
They have become one.
Xu Yiwan motioned for the girl to look behind her.
The girl saw that there was still someone worried about her. She turned her eyes and lowered her eyes: "I have loved a team for so many years, but I don't want to destroy the beauty in my heart. The child said something to the master, who taught you so, and I don't want to guess Starting from today, because of bey, I completely put down the imperial alliance. Don't mention it to me in the future. "
Xiaomi frowned, "This young lady is really weird. From beginning to end, it seems that only herself is constantly mentioning that she wants to take off the powder."
"I don't want you to question my friends like this," the girl said.
The girl next to me was even more touched: "No, I know you, Yan Yan, I really do n’t blame you for this. You let it go, I will let it go. I don't understand, obviously we like Imperial League so much, even if they It's gone, it's us who are still insisting. "
"Just."
The following group of identities also echoed together: "What can a person represent because she looks mature? Is it true emperor fan?"
Listening to the change in the wind direction, Mo Bei's face did not have the slightest wave, and only the woman's smile was left in her eyes.
She said, "Bey, look forward. You are back, we are back. Go and play the game you want. There is us here."
There is almost no sound, it's just mouth shape.
Mo Bei drew his right hand on one side, tightening slowly.
The girl's complexion was already in the place where nobody was, and she began to recover slowly.
Feng Nai smiled, and the voice became clearer and clearer: "It seems you really don't understand Master Qin Xiaoyi's meaning, bothering Master Qin Xiaoyi to translate it yourself?"
Bo Xiaomon stepped directly to the girl this time: "Do you really think, bey is here, they will have only one person? Then you don't know too much about the people who really like Imperial League, what they look like. "
As his words came to an end.
The biggest screen on the square, the picture has changed!
That was the single kill video that set off a wave of area A.
Almost everyone in the square saw that id, bey.
The sound of music burst out with the game scene, and the songs inside were sung like this.
"Don't ask again, should the blood be sealed in silence, no longer wait, go to the person in your heart and give her a firm look."
The above subtitles are written like this.
Wait until the silver light swipes across the screen.
People will know why they came.
Spades z, Qin Mo, north of Yinshan, Rao Rong, Lin Feng, Yun Hu, Xue Yaoyao ...
One by one, the familiar id names emerged.
The background of the picture is a small figure. In Milan, sitting in the player area, carrying the keyboard behind, looking up at the back of the screen.
Three thousand swords cut, show turn over the dragon pit, extreme dress up, god-level prediction, disconnected towers, left field!
As the tricks dispersed and the light and shadow coincided, the picture turned into a teenager wearing a black flame uniform!
(End of this chapter)