Chapter 310: The 310th Mo Bei bottom line
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The eSports King’s Crush
- Warring Young Seven
- 582 characters
- 2021-01-29 06:23:33
310 The 310th Mo Bei Bottom Line
As soon as such news came out.
Sure enough, it caused many people's reply.
"What to do if you can't guess?"
"Private party? That sounds great."
"I always feel what big man I want to see, but it's too hard to guess, gold or something, no hint?"
Yang Mengruo sent another sentence: "It has something to do with my favorite Imperial League. Guess it."
Imperial League!
As soon as these two words came out, the heat became the same.
Because as long as people who play the game, basically know what these two words represent!
The only team to win the championship in the world competition.
They have created countless classic pictures.
Even now, as soon as you hear the name, some veteran players who have been waiting for a long time will emerge.
This is the power of the word "Imperial League".
And Yang Mengruo said from the beginning that he was a fan of Imperial League, even now, he still has this label.
In fact, you can't like it more than the heat you bring.
Ever since Yang Mengruo discovered that these two words could gather more heat for her, she has always claimed to be the iron powder of Imperial League.
During this time, her popularity has not improved.
Throwing out such topics and going out should be useful.
Sure enough, the number of people involved in the discussions has doubled.
One layer by one layer.
"Imperial? Have I finally found the organization?"
"Dream Fairy, please don't sell off, please tell us who the Imperial League is, and I want to know."
"Dimeng fans are already watching, waiting for the anchor to answer."
"Lao Fan wanted to remind me that when those people retired, they said they hope not to disturb their lives. Do you forget?"
"I don't think it's disturbing."
"That is, don't bother, Dream Fairy remembers to take pictures for us!"
Yang Mengruo lowered his eyes and replied, "I won't take photos, and I won't sell Guanzi anymore. Today we see the gold medalist with Imperial League, Feng Yi. I will say what I know, it is very likely that he will Come back with Lu Shen. "
"Really? I'm so excited!"
"My Lushen is really amazing! Let Feng Yi get out of the mountain!"
"It's so happy. Sure enough, if I look at the dream goddess, I can know a lot about the imperial alliance."
In the cheers of so many people.
A sudden news appeared.
It's Mo north to south.
It's been this long.
The first message for this account.
"impossible."
There are only three words.
But these three words.
Displeased many people.
A reply like "It's enough, and it's hot" appeared on Mobe's side.
Wang Dongdong also broke his heart and called over: "South Brother, don't you usually not go online, why do you want to reply to this one?"
Mo Bei is very fortunate. Now she is alone in the apartment. Cats and cats have finished drinking and left after playing for a while.
Otherwise, her sharp eyes could not be concealed.
She pressed her emotions down, her fingers against the lower abdomen, her eyes were dark, and her voice was a bit heavy: "Feng ..." Uncle Feng, who spoke to her mouth, changed to: "Feng Yi, he will not bring anyone except Imperial League , Yang Mengruo, she is not a fan of Imperial League. If it is true, she will not ignore what they said when she retired. "
Wang Dongdong has never heard his Nan brother speak in such a tone, and paused: "Nan brother, you have planted Yang Mengruo once, so do n’t plant it a second time. What she wants to say chant."
(End of this chapter)