Mo Bei hadn't gotten out of the first game yet.
There was no Han Xi watching the battle.
Mo Bei began to follow the original plan, watching what problems would arise when Mo Nan was playing support.
Then tell her brother how to switch his mind at this time.
Whether it is positioning or prediction.
Mo Bei believed that she didn't need to tell her brother.
She understands, her brother understands.
The difference in operation between hero characters is actually that you change your mind according to the character skills you are playing now.
If you are used to playing as an assassin and then play as a support, you will indeed sometimes use too much force.
Therefore, Mo Bei didn't see any slight mistakes in Mo Nan's operation.
Mo Nan also understood that in the first game, no matter how he made mistakes, it was normal.
Coupled with the difference between the assistant and the assassin, he doesn't need to move so quickly, so the pressure on his wrist is naturally much less.
In such a state.
Mo Bei didn't check his phone either.
Feng Nai, who sent the message, just leaned against the edge of the bed and waited.
Watching the time go by minute by minute.
There was no reply to him at all.
Feng Nai's eyes were as deep as the night outside.
Doesn't even Linkengkeng work
Feng Nai slowly clenched his left hand by the bed.
After that, let it go slowly.
No more messages.
Instead, he got up directly, walked towards the computer desk in the room, and after turning on the host, his slender fingers tapped on the desktop one after another.
The waiting time is especially tormented.
He knew what that person looked like when he was leading others to play games.
Perhaps Yun Shen already liked Han Xi a little bit, at least he had a good impression.
If at this time, she is taken by that person to play a few games, she may find that a certain little brother Bingshan is suitable for her.
This situation.
Feng Nai didn't want to see him.
Because once it happens, it means that he will never have another chance.
The game page flashes.
Feng Nai's eyes moved, and he logged into his account on the end game, using his brother's avatar and ID.
Just like Han Xi, when he entered, what he saw was a certain little brother playing the game.
Without pausing for a moment, Feng Nai directly ordered his friend to watch the battle.
This game has reached the second half.
The outcome has basically been determined, and it can be said that there is no suspense.
But these are not important.
Feng Nai's gaze was only focused on the figure in the fluttering robes that was flying into the wild area.
He is not alone, behind him, there is a girl in the form of an assistant.
That figure took care of the support in particular, and he made up the knife very accurately. He hid in the grass, and after the blue buff was beaten to residual blood, he directly gave it to the support.
In other words, he was basically playing mana for that support.
Feng Nai raised his eyes and looked over the assistant girl's head.
The name of id is four words, the clouds are as deep as the sea, and the clouds are deep.
Feng Nai's fingers froze.
Behind them playing games together.
It's all about letting him give him blue.
Because at that time, this person was holding the account of Good Disciple.
Now he is with someone else.
Even blue helped the opponent fight.
Feng Nai's black forehead hair was still down, and the strands did not cover his eyes, but the ends of the hair hit the bridge of his tall nose.
The water droplets remaining at the end of the hair, overwhelmed, fell down and hit the keyboard.
At this moment, Feng Nai slowly raised her thin lips, as if she was smiling rather than smiling lazily.
But in the black eyes, what can be seen is a self-deprecating coldness...
Four
(end of this chapter)