Chapter 718： Lamor

Crazy... all crazy!

Earl of Cruz sat in the audience and quietly listened to the discussions of the surrounding audience.

If there was a huge change in the beginning of the desolation of the field, one side turned into a lush forest, and the other side turned into an evil place like the dead soul, the audience around the Count of Cruz cheered the most. .

This can also be understood by the Count of Cruz, and any viewer who sees this miraculous scenery will not cheer for himself.

The audience around the Count of Cruz entered a state of madness until a group of people emerged from the paintings in the center of the stadium.

This crazy state is like a loyal admirer who sees his gladiator appear on the court, even more exaggerated.

"The shudder! Really the living sorrower Lola Hughes! It appeared directly on the field."

"His height looks taller than the game!"

The shudder, the name is the older generation of steel people who do not want to hear, maybe the people of the frosty country regard the shudder as a hero, but in the eyes of the Count of Cruz... he must vomit to the tomb of this guy A sigh of relief.

In fact, the history related to the shudders is too long. Young people who have been in the country of steel for a long time have forgotten his existence.

Few people from the Count of Cruz know this trembler...

But now all the audience beside the Count of Cruz knows the shudders, no matter they are the people of that country!

When was this **** thug so famous?

"The second hand of the Croshes team chose the deep sea banshee and elf leader!"

The brass dragon's commentary interrupted the thought of Count Cluj at this moment.

On the lower court, a hero with a snake tail slid her tail to the altar where the Croshes team was, and finally stayed next to the player named Brela.

The deep-sea banshee, this creature that should have existed only in the legend of the country of the sea, is now on the court.

There is also an elf on the side of the Croshes team along with the Kraken.

After the elf leader went to the stage, he released a green phoenix falcon that circled the entire field.

All the falcons flew over the colorful petals... The atmosphere of the entire stadium was once again raised to a higher level.

"Kamshna seems to smile at me!"

"Don't worry about this, you don't think Camshna's bust is much bigger than the game!"

Count Earl of Cruz is annotating the dynamics of the following heroes from the paintings, while the ears are listening silently to the audience's arguments.

They were still discussing the origins of the heroes at the beginning, and now it seems that they are starting to talk about some not so good topics.

“Speaking of it, I’ve seen the secret collection of the Elf Pioneer, and the content is absolutely great.”

"What? You saw it there..."

“Can two friends speak in one step?”

Earl of Cruz listened to a group of audiences below who discussed a somewhat gradual tendency to change. He coughed a few times and then stared at the audience who discussed inappropriate topics with harsh eyes.

This is the battlefield where the casters are involved. In the eyes of the Count of Cruz, it is also awkward for the audience to talk about this topic.

The harsh eyes of Count Cruze had an effect, and they all closed their mouths.

"Hey! The paintings you said can be bought there."

At this time, Qiao Xiu, who was behind the Earl of Cruz, asked the following group of audiences, but they did not pay attention to Qiao Xiu, and even did not even return.

“Are you really interested in those paintings?”

Qiao Xiu did not ask, and Xi Li, who was sitting next to Qiao Xiu, gently tweeted Joe's clothes.

"Not interested, this book should be considered a ban in Nolan."

Qiao Xiu and Shiri got along for such a long time and knew that it was enough to praise the chest of another woman before the Greek. It was enough to make Hilary sadly triple the amount of food.

Elf leader Kamxikna is currently the best figure in the Holy Spirit heroine. Qiao Xiu's modeling is also very delicate, which has led many players of the Holy Spirit to regard it as a dream lover.

But unfortunately, Tailin fans at least have to participate in the Tailin concert, so lucky to have a hand to have something to think about.

The admirer of this elf leader probably... can only maintain a spiritual love.

However, compared with the leader, Hilli was defeated in terms of size.

"I mean..." Hilary said that there was a slight pause here. Finally, he put his lips in the corner of Qiao Xiu and whispered, "If you want to see, in fact... I can paint too."

How good a girl is.

This is the only idea that Qiao Xiu has now. When you need it, I am willing to help you draw a small album of your favorite virtual characters... Qiao Xiu was almost moved to tears.

"That's time to help me draw a picture, the protagonist's words... cough! Let's watch the game first."

Qiao Xiu realized that he was sitting in a public place and stopped this bad topic very sensibly.

On the other hand, the current Count of Cruz, the audience who did not know the number of rituals, in front of so many people to discuss some indecent topics really made him angry, but this anger quickly dissipated with the explanation of the brass dragon.

"The fourth hero of the cast irons is the slasher Gemmel. Their team lineup has been basically determined. It looks like a tough line with a folding sword as the core output point."

The Count of Cruz did not play the Holy Spirit, so he did not understand what the Brass Dragon was saying, but the audience sitting around the Count of Cruz, this time the topic once again had a huge qualitative change.

"There is no godsend in the cast iron team... How could it be that the folding sword is the core, and the folding sword should be playing."

"A million-day-giving daughter is just an ordinary assistant. There is no problem with her skills."

"The heroes of the Croshes team are mostly with control skills, and there is no chance for the sword to be folded."

The Count of Cruz felt that he was a little dizzy, and it felt like a group of mice who were stalking the shadows of the streets and were talking about what had happened recently. In the next second, they became the commanders on the battlefield. .

They talked loudly on the map of the battlefield. The key Count of Cruz did not play the Holy Spirit. What they talked about, what core, what they walked, and control... sounded particularly powerful.

"Everyone sitting next to you is a Holy Spirit player. They are as familiar with the battlefield as the contestants below." Joe's voice rang behind the Earl of Cruz.

"The audience was once a warrior on this battlefield..."

Earl of Cruz muttered to himself that this situation is never possible in the War of the Iron Country.

The audience was simply buying the tickets and wanting to see the **** duel. The audience did not understand the game, not to mention the personal experience. Almost all the audience were a group of laymen.

The only thing the audience can do is buy the ticket and shout the name of the supporter. If it is in the lower end of the game, it will bet the bet to win.

But all the audience here are all fighters who have experienced the battlefield of the Holy Spirit. They gathered together and began to predict the direction of this battlefield.

Earl of Cruz quietly listened to their discussion, and the keywords were particularly familiar to him, but they were completely different from the real battlefield.

Looking at the way they were so enthusiastic, the Count of Cruz suddenly came up with the idea of ​​joining, but unfortunately... he didn't understand the game at all.

If he can talk in the real battlefield, he regrets that he can only choose to keep silent.

"The heroes of both sides have already chosen, the war horn has been blown... The goddess of the cast iron is choosing the middle road, and the hero she is about to face is the enemy's deep sea banshee."

Brass Dragon announced the official start of the first match in the Open.

The five heroes selected by the Croshes team jumped directly into the altar below the battlefield of the Holy Spirit. The horns rang throughout the entire arena, and the heroes led the soldiers to the battlefield of this dispute.