Chapter 910: The Era of E-Sports, the Battle of the Supreme Overlord 07

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Rong Xun is no stranger to his younger brother's intermittent convulsions.

The man's big bony palm held the water cup steadily, and he did not have any mood fluctuations because of his brother's words.

And at this moment, a gorgeous voice with a smile came from the tablet, "It turns out that even if you use an immortal warlock, your father is still your father." ”

Rong Jiang snorted, "Damn, this drag is amazing!" ”

Rong Jiang, who was intoxicated in the live broadcast, didn't realize that he was doing his own thing before, as if the man who was not affected by the outside world at all suddenly turned his head, but his face was still expressionless.

In the official website of 'Supreme', there are actually many players who upload videos of brushing exploration dungeons, of course, there are also live broadcasts on the official website, but among these, there is no one who dares to use an immortal warlock when brushing exploration.

There is only one reason.

The Immortal Warlock's attack is too low, and even if he has the skill of recovering health, he will hang up every minute.

Rong Jiang rolled around on the sofa with the tablet, "What should I do, I'm a little bit of a fan of an unknown newcomer, ah~ No——! ~ My super reserve of the God of War team, how can I be a fan of a little newcomer, no! I'm going to resist ......."

Suddenly, Rong Jiang felt that the tablet in his hand had been taken away.

"Ah——! ~”

After rubbing, Rong Jiang sat up, "Brother!" ”

Rong Xun didn't speak, and a pair of extraordinarily deep eyes stared straight at the tablet.

Rong Jiang simply stood on the sofa and wanted to take back the tablet in Rong Xun's hand, but as soon as this hand was stretched out, Rong Xun took a step back. And Rong Jiang was stunned, just because of the dark color in his brother's eyes.

"Brother... Elder brother?! ”

Rong Xun didn't give Rong Jiang half a look, he still looked directly at the flat screen, or more precisely, he looked at the hands on the keyboard in the live broadcast room on the left half of the screen.

Slender and well-proportioned, the lines are like flowing water, each finger seems to be carved from the finest mutton fat jade, and the hands on the black keyboard seem to be white snow blooming on black ink.

After Rong Xun's attention paused, most of it was fixed on the left hand.

The left index finger on the keyboard, the bone joint closest to the palm of the hand is a little crimson, and at first glance it looks like it has been bitten by a mosquito, but on closer inspection, you can find that it is not at all.

The pink dot does not have a tendency to spread into a bag on a large scale, it is the size of half a grain of rice, lighter than cinnabar, but a little darker than pink, which looks very pleasing.

Rong Xun has an unknown hobby, that is, he likes to observe the hands of different people, and to change it to a more popular word, that is-

Hand control.

But Rong Xun's hobby is not even known to his family except for himself, there is only one reason, before today, he has not seen any pair of hands that he is satisfied with.

Rong Xun's eyes were dim, and he glanced at the ID of the live broadcast number.

Immediately afterwards, he was stunned.

【Your Dad】

Rong Jiang didn't do it at this time, and reached out to take it again, "Brother, you quickly return the tablet to me, I still have to watch him operate!" ”

At this time, Rong Xun returned the tablet to him, but as soon as the tablet left his hand, the tall man stepped away with long legs and quickly returned to his room, the speed was not ordinarily fast, Rong Jiang pouted when he saw this, "Okay, you are a great god, if you are not interested, you are not interested." ”

And Rong Xun, who returned to the room, quickly locked the door, then turned on the computer, and appeared on the live channel of the official website for the first time.

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