The eSports King’s Crush

Chapter 1237: One thousand two hundred and forty-six

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Seeing this, Mo Bei turned his long legs and changed his direction.

Mo Nan also stood up, and the children behind him followed suit: "Brother, where are you going? Let's take the train to the castle."

"Brother won't go." Mo Nan divided up the cotton candy in his hand: "See that sister over there, I'm going to accompany her."

"Sister?" The child tilted his head, looked at Mo Nan, then at Mo Bei: "Brother! She looks just like you!"

Mo Nan smiled angrily: "Brothers and sisters, can you not be like that? Well, my brother is gone, and you drive hard to the castle."

"No problem!" The children answered loudly.

Mo Bei was almost there, looked over there, and remembered that he still had a machete pinned to his waist, so he didn't go any further.

She couldn't walk over, so Mo Nan walked over, it was that simple.

But there are always people who can't understand it.

"It's so nice to say, it's not like no one wants to watch her play."

"It's fine if a proxy calls, but I didn't expect that even the one who was chasing the heat before also came. I didn't expect that the first match seemed troublesome."

"Leave them alone and go see Master Wan."

"Yes, yes, I haven't held Master Wan's hand yet!"

These people ran past Mo Nan.

He didn't intend to stop at all, until he walked in front of Mo Bei, and there was a sound behind him.

It was Xu Yiwan, she was wearing a dark uniform with a hat on her head, she was walking and smiling.

"It's so handsome! Master Wan, do you have a hero you want to play today?"

"You should ask Master Wan if there are any players who want to spar."

"Fight with God King!?"

"Good idea, I just want to know whether Master Wan or God King is stronger."

"I feel like Master Wan won't let it go, after all... ahem, you understand!"

When Xu Yiwan heard the last sentence, she smiled and said: "Don't spread rumors, I want to fight an assassin today, the specific time will depend on the needs of the team battle."

"Just now someone boasted that he was the full position." When she said this, a girl glanced in Mo Bei's direction: "Our Master Wan can also fill the position, but Master Wan is too low-key, and some people are young and old. I’m older, I’ve had a lot of experience, I’m afraid that others won’t know, and I’m a little too crazy, that’s probably the difference.”

Xu Yiwan also saw this side, she didn't say anything, but walked forward, as if the person standing there was not worth mentioning.

Mo Bei was copying his trouser pocket with one hand, and when Mo Nan handed over the only cotton candy in his hand, she reached out to take it, and then corrected him: "I am not facial paralyzed."

Mo Nan: ...his sister's reaction really won't be different because of the environment.

"Trouble, give way, can you have some eyesight?" A girl wanted to get closer to Xu Yiwan. When she ran over, she pushed Mo Nan impatiently. The cotton candy fell, and Mo Nan supported it with her hands Mo Bei landscaped the flowerbed by his side so that his feet would not fall into the air.

That's it.

Mo Bei's eyes narrowed suddenly, and with a force, he pulled the man's wrist back: "Apologize."

"Huh?" The girl's face was full of disdain: "I don't look at who I blame? If I accidentally touch it, I will be apologized. The ones from the Imperial League are really different."

"Again, this person has nothing to do with the Dimension. He's not doing well. He just said he wants to win the championship. Those who come out of the Dimension will not be so crazy. Our Dimension fans only recognize God Z and God Qin, and Bey even has an official player No, Dimension fans have never called her, and the only ones who like her are those older people in District A. We came this time to see Master Wan. Master Wan is really handsome. It's great to be like God Z back then!"

(end of this chapter)