Wang Nan's hands were shaking all the time, making people feel as if they were drawing a lot of life and death.

Luo Yiyi patted him on the back, "Oh, I said Brother Nan!" Let's not be afraid! on, don't skew it. ”

"Ahem." Wang Nan hesitated again and again, and pulled one out.

Luo Yiyi leaned over and looked, "Yo, it's me!" Brother Nan, we are really fateful. ”

Wang Nan gasped, fortunately he was not a god of words. He looked at his right hand with grateful, wanting to give it a tick right away.

Right hand! Labor and management love you!

Right hand: Fuck your sister, labor and management don't want your love.

Due to the large number of people, he did not kiss his baby right hand in public, and if he kissed, he would definitely be regarded as a neuropath.

Wang Nan logged on to his account.

Shen Yan's eyes narrowed, his hand moved up and down on his thigh, and sure enough, he was the one last night.

Wang Nan, who was adjusting, did not feel the "danger" at all.

"Brother Luo, be merciful!"

"No problem, Brother Nan!"

Jiang Mo walked over to Shen Yan and sat down, his brows furrowed unconsciously.

Wang Nan is the main mager, while Luo Yiyi is the main shooter, this is a contest between the two C-positions, and it is also ...... A contest between two sand sculptures.

The two of them chose the 1v1 map, Wang Nan chose Zhang Liang, and Luo Yiyi chose Yu Ji.

"Lost." Bai Zhen turned his phone and said tepidly.

An Yule asked suspiciously, "Lost?" Who, a point? ”

"Hmm."

No matter how good Luo Yiyi's skills are, he still suffers in terms of heroes, and the other party is still the best selected.

Unless Wang Nan made a mistake, he would have won the game properly.

Luo Yiyi, who was before the fourth level, could still spend a while with Wang Nan, and even crippled him.

After reaching the fourth level, he could only consume Wang Nan from a distance.

Just when he was carefully cleaning up the line, Wang Nan flashed a skill and fixed him, and he put the second skill and ordered the ultimate.

Then a flat A, Luo Yiyi fell to the ground.

“First Blood！” First blood!

"Yes, Brother Nan!" It seems that he was too careless.

"Brother Luo has won the award!"

Needless to think about in this game, Wang Nan, who had an advantage on the hero side, won.

Wang Nan's nose was about to go to the sky, he raised his head and looked at Fang Mian with an arrogant face, as if to say: "Do you see it, I'm strong!" ”

Fang Mianmian glanced at him, and really wanted to refute him, but he couldn't deal with a sand sculpture.

There were three signatures left, and Fang Mian was already fearless after passing through once, and he smoked one casually, with the word "xylophone" written on it.

In other words, in the next game, Wang Nan has a one-in-half chance of drawing Shen Yan!

He swallowed his saliva, Wang Nan believed that he would never draw Shen Yan by kissing his right hand today!

As soon as Bai Zhen got up, he heard a soft and glutinous sound behind him.

"Come on."

He was stunned, but responded lightly.

On the 1v1 map, Bai Zhen chooses Yang Jian, while Fang Mian chooses Guan Yu.

"Who do you think has the better chance of winning this game?" An Yule couldn't help but want to ask Shen Yan.

Shen Yan's thin lips rose, "What, afraid that he will lose?" ”

"I didn't! It's just a simple question. ”

Shen Yan glanced at her and didn't speak.

In this game, An Yule watched it very seriously, and she was relieved until the crystal explosion of the crown at the end.

He is so good at the top order, how can he lose!

She's just worried.

Lin You watched Fang Mian Mian's two games, and all the content of the analysis was written on the small blackboard. "Wang Nan, draw the last one."

(End of chapter)