Chapter 681

"it is good."

When Bo Jiu said this word, her thin lips were already extremely pale.

But the corner of his mouth was smiling.

No one except Feng Yi knew.

Along the way, the boy's only action was to drink two painkillers.

Feng Yi looked at Bo Jiu worriedly, how could it be 5v5 like this.

But if Spade Z doesn't play, then the Imperial League is doomed to lose.

"Do you want me to do something?" Seeing the young man suffering so much, Feng Yi didn't know what the other person's illness was, it seemed that it must be a stomachache: "Is it because the interrogation room is too cold and you didn't eat?"

Bo Jiu propped his arms and hummed without over-explaining his physical condition. When he raised his eyes, there was still a layer of sweat: "What time is it now."

Feng Yi knew what the boy meant, so he turned his head and told the driver: "Take a shortcut."

"The shortcut is a bit bumpy, Nine Young Master's body..."

Bo Jiu hugged the cat and said in a low voice, "It doesn't matter."

"Then Jiu Shao sit down." The driver's skills are still good, which shows that he often avoids the media.

It's just that along the way, Feng Yi could only see the pale side face of the young man, the posture of bending his waist against his stomach, it was uncomfortable to look at.

"Would you like some hot water?" Feng Yi suggested getting out of the car to buy something.

Bo Jiu raised her eyes, wondering if it was because of the pain, her voice was a little rough, and said, "Let's go to the venue first, give me a cigarette first."

Cigarettes can relieve pain, Feng Yi looked at the young man lighting his cigarette with his head down, and for a moment, he thought of someone who had injured his wrist and had the same look in his eyes.

At that time, his fingertips were stained with blood, but he was thinking about going to the game.

Only that time, did not catch up.

This time... I hope time will wait for them.

Outside the car window, another red light came on.

Bo Jiu was in pain, but he didn't take his attention away from the live broadcast of the game.

In the e-sports venue.

The character played by Lin Feng has already died once.

This is undoubtedly very detrimental to the Imperial League.

In the last 1V1 game, the Diamond League had already lost.

If you lose again in this game.

Then... all the fans tightened their clothes on their chests.

"The first resurrection time is less than 20 seconds, and Yunhu should be able to support it in 20 seconds, but it is bound to lose a moat tower." The commentator's voice sounded: "The current situation is really bad .”

"Z of Spades is not here." Another commentator was quite regretful: "Whether the captain of a team is present or not will directly affect the team's momentum. In addition, the God League lost the first game, and this game seems to be impossible. redeemed."

"In fact, this is not the strongest lineup of the Imperial League, Qin Mo is not there."

"There is no way, the game depends on the outcome, not other things."

Inside the car, Feng Yi could also hear the analysis of these two people.

He raised his eyes and looked at Bo Jiu again.

"They can win." The boy's voice was very calm, but his eyes were bright: "If you say you will leave it to me 5V5, then you will definitely leave it to me."

That moment.

Feng Yi didn't say anything more, turned his head to the driver and said, "Drive faster, drive directly into the venue, and I'll do the follow-up work."

Not until the last moment.

Don't say give up.

This has always been the spirit conveyed by the Emperor League to everyone.

As an agent, he thought he shouldn't lose too much.

It's just another drink with the venue staff.

Just be there on time.

Lin Feng, who had died once, was obviously a little cautious, and his style of play couldn't help becoming conservative.

At this moment.

Yunhu, who was still guarding the tower, stopped his movements.

One hand was free.

Pressed on the back of Lin Feng's hand holding the mouse.