"Fuck! Brother, you are so handsome!"
"What brother, that voice, girl?"
"Is the jungler a woman? Don't be kidding, I'm promoted."
"You have said this sentence many times in the promotion competition!"
"Is Jungle really a woman?"
"Just turned on the mic, didn't you hear?"
"I just focused on the road, I'll go, girl? So powerful!"
"And taught that man how to play games."
"So what's the situation with the assistant?"
"Man, come and let your girlfriend take you flying, damn it! I'm so envious! I want to lie down and win too!"
Mage and top lane are both very interesting.
Only shooters.
"In the beginning, I didn't even know how to catch a person. Now I'm here. What are you envious of? Just don't overturn the car."
Anyway, he was very dissatisfied.
I can understand, after all, rankings don't like to meet couples.
Don't bring a sister if you are a dish, this is a truth.
Mo Bei also had the same mentality.
Now the hand speed can't keep up, so I can only use prediction and perspective to calculate the position of the opposite side.
"Wild area, four o'clock direction."
Four o'clock direction
Some teammates did not understand this sentence.
However, Feng Nai understood that when the mouse was moved slightly, the first skill was to explore the grass, and the second skill was to catch up. There was no damage, but it had a certain effect of retaining people.
This time, it was not directed by Mo Bei.
Plus his hands...
When Mo Bei swept in, he lowered his eyes slightly, and after a second, he returned to the original place.
Then there was a pause.
"You will."
Not interrogative sentences.
Feng Nai said casually, "If you don't, just lose a skill. There's nothing wrong with it."
Mo Bei looked at his wrist.
Feng Nai raised his eyebrows:'What? '
"It's nothing." Mo Bei's voice was flat: "We can play two against four."
Feng Nai didn't refuse, anyway, for him, it was just a matter of waving the mouse.
What he observes is not these, but what other people don't notice, such as someone's operation and skill cooling, and some traces.
Sagittarius is still impatient, he always feels that no one will help him in the next lane.
Just listen to the swish!
At the same time as the sound effects of the wild area sounded.
It was Mo Bei who brought Feng Nai into the Dragon Pit.
The other party is opening the dragon, thinking that nothing will go wrong.
No one expected that this white shadow would suddenly appear!
"The assassin on the opposite side is coming!"
"Baolong, hurry up!"
Baolong
Can you keep it
Longkeng has always been Mo Bei's home field.
It's a pity that the hand speed is slow, there is no way for Tianxiu to kill four times in one wave.
But as soon as he entered and exited, he snatched the dragon, then withdrew a skill, and after avoiding the opponent's auxiliary tank, he plundered again.
Refresh the ultimate move, killing the opponent's two residual blood.
Four hit two and two people died, the dragon was gone, and the opponent's mentality was smashed!
In the later stage, as soon as he saw the figure, he flashed away and left.
Those two teammates are beautiful.
"I also want to meet such a couple party."
"Miss Sister is really good at playing wild, how about the fifth row in the next game?"
Mo Bei hasn't spoken yet.
Feng Nai opened the microphone: "We have some personal matters to deal with, so we won't arrange them."
Team news.
"..."
"Personal matters? I'm so envious again!"
private matter
Mo Bei turned his eyes to look at him.
Feng Nai couldn't see anything in his eyes, but he glanced at the id nickname of the shooter in the bottom lane, and raised his eyes calmly: "I don't have any taste in my mouth, I want to eat some fruit."
This is a private matter
Mo Bei didn't forget that he just had a fever, which is true for people with a cold. He let go of the mouse, stood up and said, "Wait for me for a while."
"Um."
Feng Nai responded, while inviting a certain shooter into the pk room...
(end of this chapter)