You said let me hit the middle point, and I hit the middle point?

I don't want to lose face!

The mage thought indignantly, and pressed the mouse directly!

Mo Bei was still standing by the city, waiting for the mage on the other side to resurrect.

As soon as the picture suddenly turned, the crystal automatically shattered.

A large line of text appeared on the screen.

"The enemy has surrendered."

Mo Bei was stunned, his eyes were sideways, and he was a little serious: "Why did he surrender?" ”

Feng Nai could see that someone really didn't understand.

The black eyes met the clear eyes, and he couldn't help but smile.

Someone sighed: "The only thing that can make the old K, the devil, laugh and laugh, is probably the bey god." ”

When the man raised his eyebrows in confusion, Feng Nai coughed lightly, turned his face sideways, the arc of his lips couldn't be suppressed, and his voice was very careless: "His endurance is too poor." ”

Mo Bei understood: "Find someone with better skills in the next game." ”

Teammate:...... Sister, wake up! Does this have anything to do with technology? This is obviously not the golden dog food you sprinkled!

Feng Nai looked at this time, the other three were quite quiet, and shook the mouse to chat privately: "Do you want to score points?" ”

Is it important to be abused in the face of the upper score? Unimportant!

Three teammates: "Yes!" ”

"Then continue to be quiet, and when she wants the mage on the other side to beat her in a while, you all don't make a sound, and I'll pull you into the group." Feng Nai did what he said.

The fans in the live broadcast room want to drop the water bottle, and in order to bey the god of routines, you even have a private chat like this! What about the face!

You must know that Feng Nai's account has always refused to accept private chats, and he will not play two games in a row with any passerby, and now he actually takes the initiative to pull people, which is really despicable!

Mo Bei also found the person he invited, and the game ID was the same as the one in the previous game: "? ”

"They want to score." When Feng Nai wears headphones, his boyishness will be even stronger than usual: "What? Can't take it? ”

Mo Bei looked back at his screen: "Yes." ”

The lineup is the same as in the previous game.

Only this time, Mo Bei came up and opened the public screen: "Trouble the mage on the other side, come and beat me a few more times." ”

After Feng Nai saw this, the smile in his eyes deepened.

The other three teammates, the hands of the mending knives trembled.

It's really not bad at all with that shameless male assistant!

Big god girl, you keep a low profile.

Although you are very powerful.

But you're so easy to target.

Sure enough.

In the eyes of the mage opposite, this assassin was clearly deliberately provoking him!

"Is my brother confident?" He typed out a line of words: "Then I'll let you see how my city-level mage is doing you!" ”

Normally, shouting at each other like this should be that the smell of gunpowder will become stronger and stronger.

Mo Bei thought for a moment and said, "At the municipal level, it should be very powerful, and the skills are very accurate." ”

"......" the mage opposite, he really can't listen to this sentence as a compliment!

"What's the matter with you assassins?!"

The people here don't want to talk, except for the support who is in a good mood, they are experiencing the highlight of the last round of "jungler support buff".

It's all about getting points!

Soon, though.

The mage on the other side understood the other party's feelings.

That's six minutes into the game.

He obviously saw the other party's shadow, but as soon as he made a mistake, the person swept directly behind him.

The sound of the sword made him involuntarily clench the mouse.

But it was too late, too fast, so fast that he even wondered if the shadow existed......