"for me."
"Dimension..."
That was Mo Bei's voice, which came in a clear and cold voice: "It was never before."
On the entire screen, the only thing left is the blood-covered figure coming from the darkness.
The echo in my ear is still there.
It was as if when we were in Milan back then, eleven people fought side by side, shouting cheers.
The commentator was so excited that her voice trembled a little: "It's not that she can't play the left field, but she is telling everyone in this way that people who come out of the Dimension will never stand still, even if they are so She has not played professionally for many years, and she will create more possibilities in order to win, and Zuo Zhiyu only represents her in the past, she can create it, and she can destroy it with her own hands. For professional players, any skill is It has never been a show of skill, but the possibility of fighting to the death! That is a new miracle!"
Swish!
The figure didn't pause, and flew towards the red square directly.
Zhao Jianjian dragged the famous lady over to show him, his eyes were red.
Someone shouted: "God Bey, get on the road! Home!"
Home
No one will be given another chance to siege the city crystal.
It's because that person is still there.
The Mo Nan named "Brother" is still there.
Red Fang thought that with the top laner, he could still hold on, but it turned out that these people were wrong.
Since Mo Nan chose the top laner, no one will be allowed to commit the crime!
The big knife fell again.
The red side's top order is gone.
The trace of blood fights back!
Red Fang's top laner was shocked and let go of the mouse with one hand.
This is a result that no one expected.
What made people even more unexpected was that Mo Nan, who was clearly able to survive, replaced a wave of soldiers on the road with himself.
"Brother Nan, what are you doing?" This kind of operation is indeed a bit advanced for Nailin.
Bo Xiaogui looked at the screen, and said in a childish and cool voice, neither fast nor slow: "Exchange yourself for a possibility."
"Maybe? What's possible?" Nailin tilted her head.
Little Devil Bo got up: "It's possible to win."
On the moat tower, the blue side does not have an advantage.
If the people on the red side are resurrected again, it will consume more energy in the future.
But at this time, everyone can see that the blue team is really not suitable for another team battle.
Someone called her to go back to the city and finish sweeping the line of troops first.
Someone yelled for her to take a dragon.
No matter which one it is, it is not suitable for the list now.
However, that figure did not intend to stop at all.
Knowing that it was Mo Nan standing behind her, she didn't even hesitate at all. After plundering the wild area of the red side, after sucking up all the blood, she directly led the line of soldiers and headed towards the defense tower of the red side.
The second tower shatters easily.
The difficulty is the highland tower, and in 10 seconds, the red adc will be resurrected.
9 seconds.
The Highland Tower is two-thirds full.
6 seconds.
The Highland Tower still has a third of its blood left.
3 seconds.
The Highland Tower is broken!
But there is a crystal shield in front.
There was only one soldier left from Mo Bei.
1 second.
The red adc is ready to flash forward.
There will be mages and assistants who will be resurrected one after another.
The commentary's eyes controlled the scene.
People watched Mo Bei rushing in alone, the moment the spear hit the crystal.
The red side's adc is alive, using the crystal shield, carrying the long cannon, and hitting Mobei with a blow!
The damage in the later stage, as long as it is hit, it will hurt very much.
No one thought that Mo Bei didn't move, nor went to play adc. In her eyes, it seemed that only the city crystal in front of her was left.
Injury is like a race against time.
Mo Bei's blood volume was declining at an accelerated rate, and at the same time, the crystal city on the red side was crumbling and almost shattered.
At this moment, the mage on the red side also resurrected, and a skill froze Mo Bei in place.
The soldiers are gone.
The mage's ultimate move was about to be completed, and he wanted to take the head off. Mo Bei opened his golden body first, and then swept his spear, lifting the two people up in the air at the same time.
The mage knows how to play. After dodging her next skill with flash, she finally activated her big move.
Mo Bei's blood volume couldn't last at all, and the golden body could only be used once.
Seeing that Qingjuan figure was about to fall, Feng Nai, who was standing in front of the person, suddenly tightened his grip on the guardrail.
If you lose.
All that would be meaningless.
Mo Bei raised his right hand, made a strong turn, and quickly switched his left hand.
"Resurrection A! It's Resurrection A!"
What exactly is the quick changeover talking about.
Probably just when you thought it was over and there was no hope left.
The figure stood up again, waving the silver in his hand, and the spear pierced into the crystal.
No one can stop the awn!
Boom!
With countless fragments falling, the word "victory" crossed the entire big screen!
On the commentary side, the voice was a little hoarse!
The final point of view is Mo Beiqing's clean face.
She sat there without moving, with the screen behind her, still holding the mouse.
There were uncontrollable screams from the audience!
"bey god cow x!!"
Straight men have always used words so frankly!
There was an area that was so shaken that he couldn't speak a word.
But the barrage is still there.
"Now it's just 1-on-1. It's like the blue team won."
"My Lord Wan hasn't displayed his true strength yet."
"Come on, take a rest, can't you see it? Bey broke the left field."
"So what? I'm a Dimeng fan, and I won't recognize her."
"The Dimension didn't recognize you either, what kind of fans are you?" Zhao Sanpang couldn't help tearing up: "So I said that Qin Wushi is too shameless to bring out such a group of people."
"How dare you blackmail our Qin God!"
Zhao Sanpang heheed twice, and typed quickly: "I'm happy, just be black, Qin Wusha, Qin Wusha, Qin Wusha, Qin Wusha brought out all the fans of the Imperial League who are black people, who don't agree with the world's most handsome fat me and You practice."
Just at this time.
There was a sudden indifference from behind him: "I haven't seen you for so many years, your adjectives are still not innovative."
This sentence shocked not only Zhao Sanpang who talked behind his back.
There is also Bo Jiu with black mist hidden in his eyes, but when someone should focus on his heart, he never finds a sense of presence.
Picking up the USB flash drive, I wanted to take advantage of the terrain and climb out of the window with one hand. The movement was very fast, handsome and neat, with long legs stretched out, and the hem of the clothes was windy.
However, because they were too familiar with each other, the man held his back: "Master Jin, where do you want to go? You don't want your notebook?"
Bo Jiu knew that he couldn't leave, so he took a look and found that they were all from the Qin family, and even Xiao Hei was blocked in the middle by several cars.
It's really... Bo Jiu slanted his eyes, and smiled with his lips curled up: "I'm looking at the scenery."
"Then what scenery did you see?" Qin Mo knocked down her back, calmly: "Describe it?"
Zhao Sanpang thought to himself, if I were Little Spade, I would definitely not be struggling so desperately at this time, it doesn't make any sense.
Bo Jiu probably also knew this truth, so he simply sighed and said sincerely: "It's the fat man who said that he was too lonely recently, so he asked me to come and accompany him. Hey, it's hard to give up hospitality, it's hard to give up hospitality..."
(end of this chapter)