How could Mo Bei not know about his routines, but he had always connived.

She met those eyes.

Then he reached out and patted him on the head.

Bang!

The power is not like a fake shot, Feng Nai paused, and even the pair of disguised affectionate eyes were round, and he was inexplicably a little milky.

Mo Bei turned around and opened his mouth with his microphone: "My own children are not polite, take care of them." ”

It's just one sentence, but it's a posture to protect the end.

What else can I say?

Yin Wuyao wrinkled his eyebrows rarely.

Rao Rong smiled: "Since childhood, anything, as long as you like it." ”

When Feng Nai heard this, he looked over and was about to speak.

Rao Rong said again: "This sentence does not only refer to the young master of the Feng family, but the rest are the same, you can get the championship if you like, don't worry about the name of the Imperial League, even if we are old, we are not dead." ”

His voice has always had a texture.

Especially when it comes to commanding.

In this way, when he said it, the whole live broadcast room was a little quiet.

There was a barrage that said: "Rao God, is there something in the words?" ”

"It's a hint, a hint that Bey has them behind him."

"I'm afraid to say it too bluntly, there is black."

Rao Rong moved the mouse, and a laugh followed: "Hints? Afraid of the dark? Are you really fans? Or was it not direct when Qin ate soft rice? Our Imperial League, never afraid of black, small facial paralysis, give me a good fight. ”

He said that our Imperial League has never been afraid of black.

He's talking about us.

No matter how much the live broadcast room is blown up, no matter how much criticism there is, it doesn't seem to affect anything.

Mo Bei looked at the things she got on the screen, clicked the mouse, and put them into the equipment.

"Milan, I'll play hard."

It's also because of this sentence.

The rumors are even worse.

"How can she fight well?"

"My hands are hurt, I'm convinced, she doesn't deserve it at all."

"This copy of the vampire castle, how is it the rare equipment she got."

"If she really thinks about the competition, she should give this equipment to someone who can lead everyone to win."

"Selfishness is over."

These words can be seen by people in Internet cafes.

Straight men can't stand it at all.

"Damn, I just want to say, do you understand this copy?"

"What else does the copy understand, I'm amazing, but her apprentice is going to destroy everything."

"Oh, you don't understand."

"We don't understand? If you like the Imperial League, you don't necessarily have to like Mobei. ”

"I never said that I liked you.,I didn't hold back just now.,I went to ask the game technology forum and left a message.,You can take a look.,The final programming of this copy.,It was created by the last person who won the copy.,That is to say,This copy,Originally, the big spade was built for bey.,About the equipment,It's also what she left for bey.,What to say.,Let bey let this equipment out.,You shut up for me! If you really have that ability, why don't you get it yourself! It's just that I'm worried that if I'm not careful, I'll be eliminated to level zero. ”

"Even so, what can I say that Mo Bei's hand is injured."

"My hand hurts, and it's your dad too!"

Straight men will lose if they raise people?

Not at all!

What's more, there is also Rao Rong.

He slid the mouse and typed a line on the public screen: "What Little Spade really wants to give her is never equipment." ”

"It's not equipment, what is it?"

Someone asked.

Someone will answer.

"My ninth master is telling you that if bey is here, they will not retreat, love where they are, and always walk side by side."

When Mo Bei saw this barrage, he was stunned, and then slowly lowered his head and looked at his left hand.

was still being touched just now, Feng Nai looked back, and the next second...