Chapter 217: This Damn Desire to Win
Brother ZERO, that's the little and delicate sister next door, soft and well-behaved.
Brother Dog?
God, what the brother.
The non-mainstream underworld opens its mouth to bottle dichlorvos.
The big gold chain hung around his neck, and the six relatives did not recognize it.
Seeing her giggling on the other side, Jiang Tong glared at her for a long time,
Out of temper,
The dog woman smiled so good-looking.
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The last solo game is about the birth of the first solo king of the first team of handles, not only are they staring intently,
Even the youth students on the first floor ran up to join in the fun.
This time the potato coach generously put them in, who let Rob God babble what to say, more people are more conducive to stimulating their fighting spirit,
and a growing desire to win.
After all, there are children watching, not for the monk face but for the Buddha face, absolutely wonderful.
Enter the one-on-one Mojia Channel.
The two entered the interface of choosing heroes, and Qiao Weitang was full of fighting spirit.
Today, I am ready to fight to the death with Jiang Tong, the title of the solo king must be returned to her sister Qiao's head.
So she looked at the list of heroes, and finally chose Diao Chan without hesitation.
Where you fall, you get up.
After the two sides have selected, enter the game buffer screen.
Yes, the dog thing also chose Diao Chan.
Even the skin of the two people followed back to the day they first met.
Jiang Tong's Christmas love song.
Qiao Weitang Golden Midsummer Night.
Phew, are you still scared?
The youth students saw the two Diao Chans on the projection screen, and instantly screamed.
"Wow, it's two more Diao Chan, who do you think will win?"
"Then it must be Diao Chan who will win."
ββ¦β¦ Shut up, you. β
"I think Sister Qiao, Sister Qiao is very powerful."
"But last time, Jiang Shen abused Sister Qiao."
After Qiao Weitang heard the word abuse, he almost pulled out the man and beat him violently.
Can't speak! Can't speak!!
Jiang Yun, who also heard the conversation, suddenly spoke.
looked at her with a smile on his face and called out, "Sister." β
Qiao Weitang thought that he was going to say something to mock her.
As a result, the little milk dog laughed deep in his dimples and threw a wink at her, "Lightly touch it for a moment." β
Qiao Weitang Shixian's face: "You are so sassy." β
"What the hell am I ......"
Jiang Tong died.
"Welcome to Glory of Kings."
"The enemy has three seconds left to reach the battlefield, so be prepared."
"All the troops are attacking."
Qiao Weitang manipulated the noble golden cicada to the middle road, and the red sable cicada jumping on the opposite side instantly appeared in sight.
The first level must be a friendly Qing soldier, but Jiang Tong had a hole in her brain, and the second skill jumped directly to her face.
Qiao Weitang had a violent temper, and he was no longer clear, and the two Diao Chan began to fight with their faces.
Onlookers: "......"
"This is the first time I've seen a first-level Diao Chan fighting each other."
Manager Robb secretly poked and prodded the potato coach twice with his elbow, looking excited.
"See it or not, how effective! Level 1 can't wait to start. β
Coach Potato: "......"
The two Diao Chans were bloodied, and Qiao Weitang didn't want to fight him anymore, so he was ready to retreat.
As a result, this handsome Christmas sable cicada swayed his red body, two bells fluttered, and the residual blood continued to jump up.
Then their own interface was grayed out.
Qiao Weitang couldn't help but want to burst into foul language, dog, you!
ZEROοΌβ¦β¦ It's not what I thought.
You spent so much effort to eradicate me, just to beat Sister Da Qiao?
Manager Robb's face was full of wrinkles with a smile,
"This is a damn desire to win."