Of course, Xiao Shen would not refuse Mu Xiaoxiao, she wanted to fight him and stay, although she would wait for the other party's crowd tactics, she didn't even have a chance to escape.

But who cares, I want to fight, even if the equipment is popular, I have to accompany it.

After Mu Xiaoxiao got up, there were more than a dozen people from the other party, and she and Xiaoxiao died more than 30 times, and the equipment was really red.

The shouts of the two of them being killed were not only copied by the people on the other side of the Valley of the Wicked, but also by the people on their own side, especially those from their own gang, and they all felt a little dreamy when they saw the two of them being killed again and again.

Xiao Ke is cute, you: The two big guys were guarded?

Luoyang City: I'll see if they're crooked.

As soon as the message was sent here, a Real Madrid popped into Mu Xiaoxiao's small room, "Is your number on your own?" ”

"yes."

Luoyang City was shocked, "You were guarded corpses?" ”

Xiao Shen thought of the rookie-like technique of love just now, and he didn't know what to say, so he simply said, "It's not a big deal, you don't have to worry about it." ”

"Really?"

After receiving Xiao Shen's repeated assurances, Luoyang City jumped out of the small channel and told the gang about it, thinking that they were calmed down by the gang guarding the corpse.

Mu Xiaoxiao closed the microphone and looked at his corpse with a depressed face, "This game is too difficult!" ”

“…… The host can host the body. ”

"Do you have any game skills, I want to redeem them."

Ding——

Mu Xiaoxiao took out her mobile phone, looked at some of the skills listed on it, and finally spent ten experience points to exchange for the skills of the game.

At this time, because of the frequent deaths of her and Xiao Shen, the world has begun to discuss whether the two of them have been stolen.

Even the male owner, who was originally doing daily work with the female owner, was surprised to send them a private chat.。

Dust is not dust: smile?

Mu Xiaoxiao: Huh?

Falling dust is not dust: why do you and Xiao Shen keep dying?

Mu Xiaoxiao: Play to death.

Falling dust is not dust: huh?

After returning to the male protagonist, Mu Xiaoxiao clicked on the resurrection again, she opened the microphone, "There are two nurses on the opposite side just now, one is a flower milk and one is poisonous milk, you limit the poisonous milk, I will kill the flower milk, and I will leave in one wave." ”

"Your problem is solved?"

"Hmm."

The two of them resurrected and repaired their equipment and ran towards the original incident site again, the game skills were fully lit up, Mu Xiaoxiao rushed into the crowd, and perfected the use of several free and controlled uses.

Alliance: [Mu Xiaoxiao] Killed [I don't wear a wig] in the Longmen Desert

Killed Hua Milk, the tiger triggered by the wind just now is over in two seconds, Mu Xiaoxiao used Cangyue to push the people around him away, and when the tiger was only a few tenths of a second, he immediately picked up the tiger, rushed out of the crowd, let him gallop on the horse, and ran away without looking back on the head of the red rabbit.

Beside him, Xiao Shen, who ran out of the lost windmill tiger, was besieged by more than a dozen people, killed a nurse on the other side, and ran away with a swagger.

A laughing and cheerful laugh came from the headphones, "They're going to be." ”

He died so many times just now, and now he finally killed a person on the other side, still with such a strong attitude, Mu Xiaoxiao immediately experienced the thrill of playing the game.

But now she is a big guy who doesn't talk much, and even if she is happy, she can't show it in crookedness, so she only hums coldly.

I don't wear a wig: Why is it me who hurts the QAQ boss!

I want to drink Erguotou: Poof, it may be that the wig you wore today made the big guy look unpleasant.

I don't wear wigs: QAQ I'm real hair.

Open the information: So what were the two bigwigs doing just now? I'll just say, this is the real level of the big guy.