King left the pro stage, causing an uproar.

The outside world generally believes that the WD team that has lost King is like Mama Rong without the pear flower needle in a rainstorm, and there is no deterrent.

The short man clenched his fists: "At the beginning, the WD team was just like us, and the new team won the championship. In the autumn competition, our Ice Emperor will also win the championship! ”

As soon as the words fell, a tall black figure walked out of the toilet door.

Li Huaiyu turned on the faucet, the cold tap water washed his ten fingers, and his posture of washing his hands was elegant and chic, scrubbing and washing, as if he was doing a sacred thing.

Li Huaiyu's appearance and his bad temper resounded throughout the KPL league. The tall and short team members immediately recognized him, and the air stiffened and froze.

After Li Huaiyu washed his hands, he took out the snow-white toilet paper and wiped off the water stains on his fingers one by one.

Finally, he raised his beautiful eyes and said to the two petrified young team members, "You are the Ice Emperor?"

It was the first time for the two young men to see Li Huaiyu alive, and they were shocked by their amazing beauty.

There is only one thought in his mind, no wonder Li Huaiyu is nicknamed "Yu Beauty", and his bright red and demonic beauty is ......

"It's... We are the Ice Emperor's. Two Wood replied.

Li Huaiyu smiled contemptuously and looked at him with disdain: "Do you know what despair is?"

The two team members shook their heads stiffly.

Li Huaiyu's beautiful eyes were half-narrowed, revealing a mouthful of silver teeth, and a bloodthirsty smile: "Wait, I'll let you know soon, what is the despair of life is better than death."

A chill rushed up from the soles of the feet of the two team members, and the whole body was cold.

Li Huaiyu proudly put down his cruel words, maintained an elegant posture, and slowly left.

These two little rookies who don't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the sky actually dare to question his Li Huaiyu's strength?

When Lao Tzu was doing evil on the professional stage, you were still rookies in the bronze world!

The faucet was still flowing, and the two newcomers didn't come back to their senses for a long time, and a string of cold sweat rolled down their foreheads.

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Li Huaiyu returned to the lounge, his eyes were still cold.

"Li Huaiyu, you're finally back!" A young man in a black suit and red tie bumped into him head-on.

Curry grabbed Li Huaiyu's collar, with tears in his eyes, and cried with a handful of snot and tears: "King, where did he go?" You tell me! Without King, my career as a commentator would be meaningless! ”

The curry is very heartfelt and sad.

After so many years as a commentator, Lu Zuoyu is his favorite professional player.

As a result, one was not careful, and Lu Shen actually "retired"? The curry smelled a strong sense of intrigue.

Li Huaiyu frowned, his face full of disgust: "Don't put snot on me." Fat old mountain, get this guy away. ”

"Tell me, where is King! Otherwise, I will squat at the door of your house and sing every day! The curry didn't give up, and two shiny snots flowed down from his nostrils.

The fat man and the horse fly left and right, holding the curry, a collapsed brain-dead fan.

Immediately Fei said: "Curry commentary, the competition is coming soon, why don't you pay attention to your image."

"I just want to know where King is! He regards e-sports as his life, how can he leave the team easily! Curry struggled unrelentingly, yelling regardless of the image.

Commentators exist for genius players, and without geniuses, what's the point of commentary?

The door to the lounge opened, and a young man in a black suit and blue tie walked in.

Chili calmly pulled the curry, took out a tissue to wipe his nose, and then calmly apologized to Li Huaiyu:

"I'm sorry, he's always admired King, and he's a bit of a rampant."