Chapter 846: No. 855

Chapter 846: Eighty-Five-Five
The night outside is deep.
When the snow drifted on the face due to the north wind, there was still a little ice.
After half an hour passed, Feng Nai still did not receive a reply.
The noodle soup is gone.
When Mo Bei cooks and eats, he has a philosophy of not wasting food.
Yebing didn't eat much, and when he stood up, he opened his mouth again: "What about the Emperor League, forget it?"
Mo Bei pushed his fingers to open the door for a moment, his voice was a little low, and his throat moved: "Imperial Alliance, has been dissolved."
There are others outside the convenience store.
It is the manager of the Yechuan team waiting.
I want to be right, after all, discussed before.
The manager took a special look when Mo Bei passed him by.
This is really bey, it doesn't always feel like it.
But if it's not bey, Yebing has no reason to talk to anyone for so long.
Just wondering.
Yebing came out.
The manager stepped forward.
Ye Bing first opened his mouth and said, "Not bey."
The manager seemed to be greatly relieved: "I said, bey will come back, and it will not be this way, it is not necessary. And how can bey be the main player to play auxiliary, if you want to hit assassins, you are too persistent After reading it, everyone will look for bey's shadow. "
Ye Bing's voice was very soft, "Hmm", the wind that had drowned his expression.
From his perspective, you can see the teenager looking up at the snow.
Obviously still soft, but another kind of sharp backbone.
The figure was no longer wearing the imperial alliance's uniform, nor was it carrying a schoolbag, and the keyboard was in the schoolbag. Instead, it was a long black hooded down jacket, completely integrated with darkness.
At that moment, there was probably only one sentence that people could think of.
I have heard of the destruction of the kingdom, but I have never heard of it ...
It's cold in December.
Empty streets with only shallow street lights.
Mo Bei reached out and closed his hat.
The mobile phone in the pants pocket has never been pulled out, and there is no reply.
Waiting for the base.
My fingers felt warmth.
It's because the man opened the door.
The slender figure leaned against it, and the face was very wicked. Compared to the proudness when she first came to the base, at this time, after seeing her face, her eyebrows were twisted, and her hand was pulled directly.
"This assistant little brother, even if the time of access control is over, do you have tofu in your head, don't know to wear gloves when you go out?"
There are a lot more words than before, and every sentence is mocking others, but this has not changed.
But the temperature from your fingertips is enough to drive away the cold.
Mo Bei lifted his eyes and looked at the face close at hand.
Good-looking, clean, and lazy.
A bit like a master.
But it's very different.
This person has high hatred.
Cleanliness, poisonous tongue, get up.
Except for games and sleeping, there was probably nothing to interest him at all.
Staying at the base can go anywhere.
When broadcasting, put a water bottle.
Can be evil and wanton.
But she can play purely.
Maybe others will think that he is because of his family.
But the ability is greater, the greater the responsibility.
He is balanced and never clever.
In the past, the master said, you will always meet someone who is in the midst of turmoil, can understand what you insist on, and never give up.
Make you strongly want to win the championship with him.
When you fall, it's not just the abyss, but someone will fall with you.
Mo Bei thought, she came across.
I could have endured darkness if I had never seen you.
By Emily Dickinson: I could have endured darkness if I had never seen the sun
(End of this chapter)