Yan Xiaomo stood in the crowd, looking at Lu Bu from a distance, watching him drink the wine of the night with the soldiers, and then slammed the bowl in his hand to the ground.

The bowl was shattered, which also represented their determination.

Yan Xiaomo thought of a poem: Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned if it is not broken.

Lu Bu is dressed in armor and holds a Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, which is exactly his image in the game, but Lu Bu in the game is actually rough, but the real Lu Bu is not as rough as in the game, just a little.

Yan Xiaomo has always liked the skin of Lu Bu's Christmas carnival, because only that one is when Lu Bu is the most handsome, girls, always like more handsome boys.

Lu Bu in reality is exactly like that, a very straight man, without a trace of yin.

Lu Bu turned over and looked in the direction of Yan Xiaomo, his mouth moved slightly, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

According to Yan Xiaomo's self-judgment, Lu Bu should have said two words, looking at the lip shape, these two words should be 'wait for me'.

This sentence Lu Bu is very likely to die on the battlefield, Yan Xiaomo's heart is uncomfortable, tears come out of her eyes.

Yan Xiaomo really felt that it was not that she was playing a game, but that this game was playing her.

People know what they want to do when they do tasks, and then they do it step by step, Yan Xiaomo is confused when she does tasks, and after doing it for so long, the only thing she can do is to increase her favorability.

I don't feel like I've done anything else.

Shouldn't games like this be all scumbags and tear the White Lotus by hand?

How did she get here, and the game was playing with her in all sorts of surprises?

I really wonder if this game is out of order, and I always don't play cards according to the routine, so that Yan Xiaomo doesn't know how to take it on.

The little devil heard Yan Xiaomo's heart, so he quickly jumped out and said: "I said that this is a game to collect heroes, it's not a game of abusing scumbags and tearing up the white lotus, isn't it just a routine to play those games?" I've been tired of playing for a long time. ”

"But I've never torn the White Lotus by hand, and I finally met Jingqiu, but I was also torn by Lu Bu, can't I give people a little chance to play?" Yan Xiaomo felt very aggrieved.

Look at how many people tear the white lotus by hand, how many spectators applaud, and the officials will soon draw a cool word?

"Where are so many white lotuses to tear up for you, don't you need money to set up characters?" The tone of the little devil is fierce and fierce.

"Anyway, there are so many characters, is there still a white lotus's money? The system is so stingy. ”

Yan Xiaomo is dissatisfied, she also wants to be awesome to her, but she doesn't have a chance, what can she do? She's so desperate.

"Isn't it good to make this game full of love, you have to fight and kill?" The little devil's tone softened, and he spoke to Yan Xiaomo in a loving tone.

"I'm offline, block it, there's nothing to talk about."

After saying this, Yan Xiaomo blocked the little devil's words.

Let the game be full of love, what kind of blind calf is this?

Wen Neng hangs up his teammates, and Wu Neng crosses the tower to send people's heads.

You can go into a single one-on-five, and you can sit back and wait for six points to shoot.

In the front, he can fly to save the disabled enemy, and in the back, he can block his teammates in the wall.

If you are quiet, you will not see anyone for a hundred years, and if you move, you will send a super god for thousands of miles.

Heroic flash to send a blood, sell up teammates without looking back.

Downwind and waves, against the wind.

This kind of big love and beauty can't be done.