Just end it that way.
It's a pity.
Lin Shentao's eyes moved to the organizing committee with Feng Yi's figure, and he saw that Feng Yi was just about to say something to the person in charge.
Just hear a click.
The young man sitting in front of the computer pressed Qin Mo's wrist for the second time.
Only this time, Bo Jiu didn't spare another hand to relieve Qin Mo's pressure, because that was not allowed by the competition system.
"Brother Mo, do you believe me?"
It was a teenager's voice, light mixed with a characteristic lowness, which reached everyone's ears through the earphone cable.
"Believe."
Two words, that is, Qin Mo's answer, his deep eyes were placed on the young man's body, and they came back and landed on his wrist.
Bo Jiu pressed his hand, his eyes focused on: "That's like you said before, I will take the rhythm of the Imperial League, and I will beat Zhao Sanfat to call Dad, don't worry." ” Seeing that the young man was talking seriously, the silver hair was still messy and wearing headphones, Qin Mo suddenly relaxed the strength of his wrist and said, "Okay." ” Good what good Zhao San was furious, who wants to call that bastard boy father He found the little spade, and it really couldn't be done if he didn't hit him See if he doesn't cut people in half for a while Thinking so, all the people on the Shonan side have rushed out.
Bo Jiu turned his head, his silver broken hair was blocked, and he had a handsome face, but he was looking at Feng Yi's direction.
Feng Yi paused for a moment, and after seeing that he came into contact with that line of sight, he suddenly smiled, this is telling him, don't move On the side of the person in charge, he looked at Feng Yi and raised his eyebrows: "Is there something going on here in the Imperial League?"
"Nope."
Feng Yi smiled decently, even if the people of the organizing committee looked inexplicable, he just stood there and did not say anything about abandoning the race.
Everyone knows that the Imperial League is now at a disadvantage.
Or because the economy can't keep up.
Plus there is only one moat left in the middle lane.
The rhythm of this game is really not that easy to bring.
What's more, the other party also has Xiao Jing.
The man who never breathed a sigh of relief.
In the game of heroes, there is an ironclad conclusion, the person who masters the wild area is the person who masters the whole game.
So Xiao Jing has never given up brushing the wild.
There was also no chance for the Imperial League, suppressed under the tower, so that they could not come out, which was already an advantage.
A new wave of team battles converged in the middle lane as the game heated up.
At this time, there were very few moats on both sides.
Except for Xiao Jing, Luoluo, Bo Jiu, and Qin Mo.
Everyone has already died twice.
If you die again, you will be judged out.
So this wave of three-person team battles is bound to start.
Everyone's skills are very good.
It's just that it's clear that Shonan's attack speed is too strong. is so fierce that even if he is standing under the moat, the Imperial Alliance does not dare to take it lightly, plus the other party still has a military line.
The audience clenched their hands nervously, always feeling that in this round of team battles, the Imperial League was going to collapse.
Sometimes my instincts come so accurately.
Zhao Sanpang slashed in with a big move, directly interrupting Xue Yaoyao's rain shower, and successfully slashed off more than half of her blood.
With Zhao Sanpang's blow, the tank jumped forward and squatted on Xue Yaoyao's body, fell into a position, carried a sniper cannon, and shot at Xue Yaoyao.
In the blood, the screen in front of Xue Yaoyao's eyes turned a rich gray.
The Imperial League is really going to lose.
Because there doesn't seem to be time for Bo Jiu to take the rhythm anymore. aa2705221: