It was late at night.

The drifting snow was a little bit of ice when it hit the face because of the north wind.

Half an hour passed, and Feng Nai still didn't receive a reply.

The soup for the bowl of noodles is gone.

When Mo Bei cooks and eats, he has a philosophy, that is, not to waste food.

Ye Bing didn't eat much, and it wasn't until he stood up that he opened his mouth again: "What about the Imperial League, have you forgotten it?" ”

Mo Bei's fingers pushed open the door, his voice was a little low, and his throat moved: "The Imperial League has been disbanded." ”

There are others outside the convenience store.

It's the manager of the Yakawa clan who is waiting.

It's right to think about it, after all, it's been discussed before.

The manager also took a special look at Mo Bei when he passed by him.

It's really bey, it doesn't always feel like it.

But if it weren't for Bey, there would be no reason for Yebing to talk to anyone for so long.

Just as he wondered.

Night Ice walked out.

The manager stepped forward.

Ye Bing took a step ahead of him and said, "It's not bey." ”

The manager seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "I just said, Bey wants to come back, and it won't be in this way, it's not necessary." And how can Bey play the main support, if you want to fight, you are also an assassin, you are too obsessed, so you will see everyone looking for Bey's shadow. ”

Ye Bing's voice was very faint "um", and the wind blowing had already drowned out his expression.

From his vantage point, he could see the boy looking up at the snow.

It's still soft, but it's a sharp spine.

The figure was no longer wearing the Imperial League's uniform, nor was it carrying a schoolbag with a keyboard in it, but a long black hooded down jacket, completely blended with the darkness.

At that moment, there was probably only one sentence that could be remembered.

I have heard of the fall of the kingdom, and it has been unheard......

It's a cold day in December.

The streets are empty and deserted, only the light street lamps.

Mo Bei stretched out his hand and put his hat on.

The mobile phone in his trouser pocket has never been taken out, and there has been no reply.

Wait until you get to the base.

My fingers felt the warmth.

because the man opened the door.

The slender figure leaned there, the face was very demonic, compared to the arrogance of her when she first came to the base, at this time, after seeing her face, the center of her eyebrows twisted, and she directly dragged her hand over.

"This assistant little brother, forget it after the time of the curfew, do you have tofu scum in your head, don't you know how to wear gloves when you go out?"

There are a lot more words than before, and every sentence is mocking, but this has not changed.

But the temperature from the fingertips is enough to drive away the cold all over the body.

Mo Bei raised his eyes and looked at the face that was close at hand.

Handsome, crisp, and lazy.

It's kind of like a master.

But it's very different.

This person has a high hatred value.

Cleanliness, poisonous tongue, and getting up.

Aside from playing and sleeping, there was probably nothing that interested him at all.

Staying at the base, you can not go anywhere.

During the live broadcast, put a mineral water bottle.

It can be very wanton.

But it can play purely in the game.

Maybe others will think that he is because of his family background.

But the ability is great, and the responsibility is great.

He balances and is smart enough to never follow the crowd.

In the past, the master said that you will always meet a person who, in the midst of thousands of turbidities, can understand what he insists on and never give up.

It makes you want to win the championship with him.

When you fall, it's not just an abyss, but someone will fall with you.

Mo Bei thought, she ran into it.

I could have endured the darkness if I hadn't seen you.