Chapter 1185: You're Teaching Me to Do Things

Yaoyao's Zhuge Liang came to the lower road with an untied light boat, and she came to arrest people.

Ming Shiyin, who was on the opposite side of Mu Yao, opened a big exchange for Arthur's blood, and the residual blood retreated to the grass.

Yaoyao directly and decisively wanted to flash the past, one skill was thrown on Ming Shiyin, and the second skill jumped from Ming Shiyin's body and killed Ming Shiyin!

Arthur saw Zhuge Liang, who was full of blood, and chose to retreat.

At this time, Mo Ye, the other party's cadre, walked out of the grass in the middle of the river, and opened the wheat without tying a light boat, and said subconsciously.

"Be careful."

"There's nothing to be careful about, just kill him."

Yaoyao's voice came very calmly, and she even explained.

"Qingzhou, you look, the game has to be played like this, the king of the game, there is no experience just by spending money."

"This cadre is ready to push me with two skills, and he is retreating. At this time, our second skill jumped next to him and walked diagonally to predict his skill. ”

"Move again, dodge his skills, he dodges."

I can't help but say.

"Chase him! He's bleeding! ”

Yaoyao chuckled lightly and couldn't help but say.

"You're playing so high, but you're acting like a bronze. Not all remnants of blood have to be chased, you have to be able to judge the situation. ”

I didn't tie the boat and subconsciously bit my lip again, a little embarrassed.

Why do you say he's not right?!

But when he heard Yaoyao's chuckle, he felt that it was still good.

This damn woman is always able to easily influence his mentality.

Thinking about it, he snorted.

"I'm bronze, what's wrong? ……”

"Taicai, I don't have any experience with you."

Tong Yaoyao was so straightforward that she almost choked to death if she didn't tie the boat.

But no one in the team dared to laugh, because they were also vegetables, especially Huangyan, and now they didn't dare to put a fart, they just doubted life, and they didn't dare to say anything about the wild with trepidation.

The smoke is already hair-growing!

Who would have thought that the rookie he thought was actually a jungler father!

If he had known that he was a jungler father, he would never dare to provoke!

Ah——!!h

This is the real big guy, the real big guy!

The whole picture is now exceptionally harmonious.

Except for the humming of the tsundere who is not tied to the light boat.

If you don't tie Qingzhou, you don't take the game seriously, even if you are interested in Tong Yaoyao later, he doesn't think that the game Honor of Kings is anything worth noting.

After all, it's a pastime.

What did he spend money on?

But today, Tong Yaoyao, a stinky woman, said that he was a rookie.

He wasn't convinced.

"It's not like I can't play ......"

"You don't have to be able to throw skills or play, you have to be able to judge the situation."

Yaoyao's voice sounded milky, but there was an indescribable domineering and seriousness, which made the boat listen quietly.

"You see just now, the cadre ran away, but Zhao Yun on the opposite side came over, can we fight one or two? It's not impossible, but it's too risky. ”

"Now we are in the headwind game, I am in the C position, remember, to be on the safe side, we can't die in order to carry the whole game."

Yao, who is not tied to the light boat, hangs on Yaoyao, and he can follow Yaoyao and see all Yaoyao's operations.

Glory of Kings, Dad's class has begun~

Yaoyao continued to talk about not tying a light boat.

"If we can't catch someone, let's go get the blue, go home and get the blue. Yao, do you have any comments? ”

Tong Yaoyao asked.

The barren smoke didn't dare to open the microphone, but he consciously stopped playing blue.

Give the big guy both hands to make the blue!

No, it's for Dad to make Blue, in King's Canyon, Jungler Dad is Daddy!

Yao, who was not tied to the light boat, also felt the respect of his teammates on Yaoyao Zhuge Liang's body, and his long finger tapped the corner of his lips, inexplicably having a very cool feeling.

It's not the kind of flattery he gets for money.