In Dota, if a hero hits the opposing hero with a normal attack, it is easy to attract the hatred of the minions, which means that if you hit someone else's hero, the other person's creep will hit you first.

Therefore, how to point people without pulling hatred is a skill that a master must master, but Xie Ping definitely does not know this technique.

He lit the butcher very well, but the creeps also beat him very well, and the life of the musket dropped a lot.

Wang Yafei wanted to remind Xie Ping to pay attention to his blood volume, but after thinking about watching chess, he still didn't say anything.

Wang Yafei held back a glance at Wei Yushi's side, and he was surprised to find that Wei Yushi also turned his head from time to time to see Xie Ping playing with Dota, just when Wang Yafei went to see Wei Yushi, Wei Yushi also turned his head to this side.

Looking at each other, Wang Yafei was very embarrassed, he quickly moved his gaze back to Xie Ping's screen, and Wei Yushi hurriedly turned his head back to the direction of his computer.

Wang Yafei came back to his senses, and the fight on the lower road was very fierce, the lich smashed a skill on the troll, Xie Ping's attack distance was not enough, so he couldn't order the butcher, but Xie Ping immediately turned up the gun to fight the troll.

But Xie Ping still didn't realize that his HP was less than two-thirds left, and the troll threw a few throwing axes at Xie Ping, which could slow down in addition to damage.

Xie Ping was hit by a throwing axe, and after being hit, the musket moved very slowly.

The troll is a hero who can switch between melee and ranged forms at will, and at this time, the troll no-clips out of the ranged form and shoots at the musket.

The butcher also suddenly rushed up, Xie Ping was a little dazed, perhaps he was stopped by the opponent's sudden action, Xie Ping actually wanted to turn around and run away.

"Be careful." Wang Yafei still couldn't help but remind himself.

Muskets without shoes are inherently slow, and even slower when hit by an axe.

And the butcher has shoes, and what is worse is that the butcher has already been born to two levels, and although the distance of the meat hook is not far, the butcher still hooks the musket.

Xie Ping died tragically under the butcher's meat hook.

Wang Yafei felt that this scene was too cruel, he subconsciously closed his eyes, but Wang Yafei had another voice in his heart.

"Xie Ping is really stupid, if you take an S-shape a little, the butcher won't be able to hook it, and then put ointment on yourself, so that it is impossible for the troll to chase the musket to death."

Xie Ping sent a blood, and it looked like he was nervous and annoyed, just like the day Wang Yafei first came to the dormitory, Xie Ping's head had already begun to sweat.

On the other hand, Xie Ping's opponent, the troll general was very calm, his beautiful position avoided the attack of the lich, and the lich was stuck by the small soldier to go to the way, so that the troll escaped with blood, and took a lot of medicine, and the next road failed to form a one-for-one situation.

If the Lich had seized the opportunity to kill the troll, he might have felt better, but the Lich failed to kill the troll, and his anger instantly turned into countless "Chinese characters".

"Muskets don't play ......"

"Musket Taiji ......"

"The musket didn't dare to eat at first, and the experience turned out to be the second level first."

"Muskets don't know how to dodge creeps."

"The musket doesn't even know how to hide from the hook."

"Don't light a troll with a musket, go and ...... a butcher"

The lich smacked out N sentences in a row, accusing Xie Ping every word.

Xie Ping is very embarrassed now, if Wang Yafei says this about him, he can still refute it, now that his teammates say this about him, Xie Ping doesn't even have the courage to type in response.

Wang Yafei could only sweat for Xie Ping, although this lich talked a lot, it was also reasonable.

"It's easy to play if you send a blood, there used to be a master, you have to send a blood in every game, as long as you send a blood, you can win this game." Xie Ping said as if comforting himself.

Since Wang Yafei has been in contact with Dota for so long, he has never heard of such a master who sends a blood, but since Xie Ping said this, Wang Yafei will listen to it - is this master a fan of Saint Seiya, and is used to being abused out of Xiang before breaking out?

"Come on, come on, Brother Ping, you can do it." Wang Yafei thinks that he can only help here.

The resurrected musket ran to the lower road with a brisk pace, Xie Ping didn't even buy the scroll back to the city, but chose to walk over, for such a choice, Wang Yafei didn't dare to comment indiscriminately, he just wanted to be Xie Ping's wife in the future, it must still be very blessed, because Xie Ping is also a representative of "thrifty housekeeping".

Xie Ping went to the bottom road, and the two heroes on the opposite side had all reached the third level, and the lich didn't want Xie Ping to go down again.

"Musket, you go the other way, let me go the next way."

Wang Yafei is an objective person, he thinks that the lich's words are too excessive, and now there are people on other roads, if the musket doesn't come, the musket doesn't know where to go, so the lich is a bit ruthless and unreasonable.

Xie Ping seemed to be going to other roads, he actually cut the screen to other roads, it seemed that Xie Ping was thinking about going or going.

Xie Ping hung up to two levels on the lower road, and the butcher was eager to hook the musket, but since it was hang-up, Xie Ping stood very far behind, and the butcher had no chance.

When he reached the second level, Xie Ping lifted the "little steel cannon", and then walked towards the upper road, and when he saw Xie Ping gone, the lich was satisfied and "twisted his ass", apparently he felt that although this musket was a vegetable, it was still very obedient.

These two levels of muskets are not good to stay, and they have to run around, Wang Yafei really doesn't know what to say.

But Xie Ping climbed mountains and waded through rivers, crossed mountains and mountains, crossed half of the map, and the musket went to the upper road.

Wang Yafei has completely seen through Xie Ping's true level, but the friendship between classmates still drives Wang Yafei to watch the whole game.

However, the next game made Wang Yafei fall into thinking.

Xie Ping showed the style of playing the musket in the fifth position, and after Xie Ping ran to the top of the road, he began his own journey to the wilderness.

Although the sand king and the ghost also wanted to drive Xie Ping away, Xie Ping insisted on pulling the wild on the upper road, and the sand king and the ghost saw that there was no way to drive away the musket, and they could only let Xie Ping pull the wild, but fortunately, Xie Ping seemed to be very familiar with the field.

Because Xie Ping is constantly pulling the field, so objectively it also affects the line of troops on the road, Xie Ping helps the ghost to pull the field control line, and the days on the road are quite comfortable, Xie Ping went to pull the middle field on the road, and the sand king tried to pull the big field on the road, so that although it cannot be said that it is developing rapidly, it can at least ensure food and clothing.

After that, the Blood Demon began to gank around with rhythm, Xie Ping was not alone, he changed birds, bought eyes, and even played a pair of arcane boots, and always followed the team.

Xie Ping's team-type musket also attracted Wei Yushi's attention again.

"Don't give out any DPS equipment, just go straight to the meat." Wei Yushi also stood up and suddenly suggested.

Regarding Wei Yushi's suggestion, Xie Ping was absolutely obedient, so Xie Ping started his journey with bracers, but the actual combat effect was not bad, at least in this game.

Xie Ping can not only attract firepower, but also block the butcher's hook for his teammates, the musket he uses is very different from the musket that Wang Yafei met during the day, although the two muskets are constantly dying, but the musket has always been sent single-handedly, and Xie Ping is making sacrifices for the team.

Xie Ping had already imagined the dwarf sniper as an ogre magician, and he would put a scatter bomb in front of him for slaughter, seeing Xie Ping sacrificing for the team so conscientiously, Wang Yafei suddenly remembered Xiao Ding's words.

"This musket is worthy of tissue culture."

With Xie Ping's "assistance", the ghost actually got up, brushed out the glowing ghost and got three kills in a wave, and the equipment of the blood demon was constantly updated. And Xie Ping's opponents made a very common mistake, they focused all their attention on Xie Ping's musket, so that although Xie Ping died many times, his teammates were able to develop.

In the end, the god pretended to be a ghost and dominated the world, and Xie Ping successfully surpassed the ghost, with 0 kills, 13 deaths and 7 assists, so that Xie Ping had no capital to brag.

But Xie Ping was still happy, because it was Tianhui's base that fell in the end.

Regarding this suicidal style of play, Wang Yafei can only make no comments, but Xie Ping also knows how to avoid the important and light, he only said that his side finally won the victory, but did not mention his performance at all.

"Brother Ping, I think you can be even more powerful in the future." Wang Yafei praised him, but he said it sincerely and contributed to the team from this perspective...... Wang Yafei thinks it is a very admirable thing.

Wei Yushi didn't say anything, and returned to his computer after watching the game, but his expression when he watched the cartoon didn't change anymore, as if he was thinking about something.

In the face of Wang Yafei's praise, Xie Ping felt very embarrassed, and he wanted to downplay his personal gains and losses as much as possible.

"I have a slow hand speed and average talent, so I can't compare with you and Brother Shi." Xie Ping laughed.

"Playing Dota isn't just about hand speed." Wang Yafei remembered what Uncle Ling had said to him, and he said to Xie Ping sincerely: "If you continue to play like this, I don't think you will have any problems entering the school team in the future, isn't it, Brother Shi?" ”

In order to make Xie Ping more confident, Wang Yafei did not hesitate to pull Wei Yushi as a shield.

Wei Yushi didn't look back, but nodded, obviously, he also agreed with Wang Yafei's words.

"Brother Fei, didn't you say you wanted to know the allusions, I'll find the allusions for you." Xie Ping diverted the topic.

"Oh, that's an allusion." Wang Yafei was also interested, but after looking at his watch, he hesitated: "I'm going to sleep, you will let me read the allusion tomorrow." ”

"I'll send it to your phone." Xie Ping flipped through it twice, and then sent a document to Wang Yafei's mobile phone.

Although Wang Yafei's 5230 can't keep up with the times, he can always open the document, and when he fell on the bed, Wang Yafei took his mobile phone and flipped through the so-called allusions.

Then he saw a record that made him feel excited, just like learning "Pipa Xing" in junior high school, a long poem that tells a story, this story is not as sad as Pipa Xing, but tells a legend.

A legend that has been circulating in the Dota world for a long time, this legend made Wang Yafei watch it for more than half an hour, until he felt so excited that he couldn't fall asleep after reading it, and it wasn't until one o'clock in the morning that Wang Yafei fell asleep in a daze.