Chapter 1234 One Thousand Two Hundred and Forty-Four, Shuai Shuai Bei

Chapter 1234 One Thousand Two Hundred and Forty-Four, Shuai Shuai Bei

"Hmm."

The crowd is surging, and they are all moving forward.

The more lively it is, the more people will gather.

Because people have a sense of curiosity and a natural desire to join in the fun.

Seeing that there are so many people here, they will stop to see what is going on.

Little-known players don't necessarily make it to the front.

"Brother, hurry up."

The man had not been very enthusiastic, he was pulled by the wrist and did not look at the road, and accidentally bumped into the figure in front of him.

Suddenly, both men stopped.

It's not that the figure is fierce, it's what the other party said.

Instead, a scimitar was inserted behind her waist, which didn't look big, but because of the aura she exuded, it was plated with a layer of coldness.

Her side face was snow-white and a little translucent, and it was more clear than ordinary people.

Obviously, the hair is not so short, scattered on the shoulders, and the temperament like ice and snow is the kind of beauty that is hard to forget at a glance.

But when she is biased, she is handsome and can explode.

"B, bey God?"

Pulling the man's friend, he couldn't help but stutter a little.

Mo Bei leaned over, obviously to facilitate their passage.

It's just that the people next to him all looked over to this side after hearing the name bey.

I was still trying to squeeze it just now, so I didn't notice behind me, but now I see it, and my eyes are gradually changing.

"It's really bey, it seems that what was said on the Internet before was right, she is really back."

"I will definitely come back, okay, this is a selection competition, representing Huaxia in the war."

"I thought she wouldn't be eligible to play after last time, it seems that there is still a backstage."

"The looks are really good, no wonder there are so many people who like them."

"It's all the light of the Imperial League, after all, there are many people who like the Imperial League."

"Wait, don't confuse our Imperial League with her, okay? Our Imperial League fans have been fans of Wanye recently, Wanye is so handsome, climb for a while, as for irrelevant people, don't associate with us in the future. ”

"Don't even want to see her?"

"If you can't see it, you can see its character."

There are many voices in the ears.

The man couldn't help but clench his hand hanging to his side.

Mo Bei moved.

Everyone thought she was going to do something.

She just walked to the registration office, looked at the recorder's eyes, and her voice was not low or high: "Mobei, game ID Mobei to south, all positions, any 1v1 challenge, take it." ”

I couldn't have said anything shorter.

Compared to the person next to her who was still talking about his best points.

Obviously, not only the onlookers, but also the recorders, had never heard such a brief story.

After all, everyone who comes will report the points in the game first, and the higher the ranking, will be displayed on the big screen outside.

There are also players who make their position clear, such as the assassin position, and show off their best flying results, so that people can notice you.

But Mo Bei didn't say anything.

Just the last sentence.

"Any 1v1 challenge, take it."

From the selection to the present, no one has dared to let go of such words.

After all, 1v1, according to the rules, both red and blue sides choose the same character, and only if you know the hero you know, you can arrange the opponent.

For example, the support and support positions are PK, and the assassin and the assassin are PK, so as to determine the best.

Among the people who came, the most was the middle laner and the lower lane that could be connected, and it was also divided into the main play position and the secondary play position.

And Mobei, the full location......

(End of chapter)