Chapter 347

Er, when Laoniu and others saw such emotional and tearful words, the miserable white face of the No.1 seed contestant appeared in their minds, and the expression of the long sword hate song was so solemn, they were still confused and confused.

"Who knows what this fat girl is doing? What a mystery. " The old cow buckled the nose excrement, pushed to push the person beside to ask curiously.

"Who knows, the president must have... Grass, you even put the nose on my clothes, grass, I have a clean habit, you don't know, grass, I fight with you." After three or four seconds, the previous person responded.

President, I report that you are a fat girl. He also says that you are ugly and you have been wandering around. And...

president, I also report that you are clearly an angel. How can you be so vilified.

Hearing this, everyone suddenly took a breath of cold breath and was astonished. They looked at him and wanted to know who this unconscionable God was.

He didn't run away. He was the most handsome man in the blue shirt. He didn't hide from everyone's eyes. Instead, he raised his chest and went straight to meet him. His face showed a look of enjoyment, and at the same time, he looked at the old cow with concern.

...

hum, although it seems that Lao Niu's situation is very worrying at the moment, he waved his hand and snorted coldly, showing that he didn't care much. It was just a small matter.

However, the sword hate song a look in the eye, he quickly SA Ya Zi ran out a long way.

Ha ha ha...

after satirizing Laoniu, the sword hate song has changed into a small book and a pen from somewhere. With fashionable black frame glasses, she is writing and drawing with her head down, just like a senior scholar recording data, just like a good student who is obedient.

"Wait a minute, get these shoes on."

"Mm-hmm." The second priest entered as usual, as if he had not been influenced by the first place, and his consciousness was really high.

Lao Niu and others could not help but mourn for him. Alas, what a pity...

after a while, the second priest disappeared into white light, leaving a sentence after his resurrection: the first step was completed, the second step failed and was killed by seconds.

Sword hate song continues to record, crazy calculation.

The third, fourth and fifth place, until all the twenty priests had tried, all the people of the Youlong guild left without a moment's nostalgia, leaving the rest of the guild a group of cold figures and thick mysteries.

During this period, Changjian hate song has been recorded, the small book in hand has been filled, and with the passage of time, the smile of Changjian hate song's mouth is more sunny.

Don't say that the rest of the guild are not clear. Therefore, even the members of the Youlong guild are half puzzled. Only the sword hateful song knows the beginning and the end of the matter.

"President, they are gone." The thief who is hiding in the dark will report instantly.

"What happened to the copy?"

"No change, no change in progress and equipment."

"Well, what's wrong with the sword hate song? Do you think it's a group that doesn't make it? " The people of the major guilds are all this reaction, with a trace of emotion in their doubts and a trace of bitterness in their confusion.

Ah, I have to study every move of the guild. I'm so tired.

At the same time, the wind direction in the live broadcasting rooms of the major external websites has also changed, and the titles have changed one after another:

come and come, pass by, and don't miss it. You are invited to the level 10 copy. ——You may have seen ten sika deer, or sixty sika deer, but I'm sure you will.

Er, the number of words is too long to display, but the title also attracted many players to watch.

Grass, a group of big snakes, for comfort. ——Meng Meizi live room.

Today, the number of people killed by shrimp in the shoal has reached five times. He can't continue playing in a short time. He is really bored. He has to watch the live broadcast, tease his sister, spend money, eat, drink and drink.

The reason why he is in such a bad mood is that he is in such a bad mood.

When he saw the names of these studios and the face in the lower left corner of the studio, he almost didn't spit out. What kind of rubbish was it? Are the requirements for the appearance of the live viewers so low now?

Grass, so ugly also come out live, frighten who ah, quickly turn off the camera, MD roll.

At the moment, he is just like a mad dog who spurts and scolds people when he meets people. Any unhappiness may become the fuse for igniting gunpowder.

When he saw a small anchor's live room, he subscribed to more than a dozen and had five or six fans. The result was very poor:

the name of the studio was: is it difficult to copy level 10? To those who have mocked me.

It's the first reaction of shrimp play in the shoal.

Click in and have a look. The level 10 copy is just beginning: it's exactly the same as the copy that the shoal guild has been playing all the time. It's the same as the endless desert. The hot sun is baking the earth, and there's no love in it.The team leader's name is "why am I so TM?" Er, another silly roe deer who can't even play the name of TM, but also plays a game of dog excrement.

He was a young man, only seventeen or eighteen years old. He was very young and full of sunshine and youth.

But the appearance is plain, maybe because of adolescence, there are many white spots on the face of acne, let people want to go one by one, a good sour. If you have to score his appearance, you can only give him a five point, 100 point system.

However, his shining yellow equipment immediately improved his temperament by more than one level and ranked among the passing ranks: 60 points.

Ding, the first wave of the first floor is coming. Please prepare the "face" team.

Er, what's the name of bullshit? Good diaphragmatic response, but also slap in the face? Let's see how you fight in the face. The shoal is still not good for prawns.

Why, what are they busy doing? What seems to be building something? A red barrage of bullets drifted past.

A group of crows float by... No one answers.

The people who watched the live broadcast had already finished, only two of them were left. Naturally, they would not reply to such a low-level question according to the cold and cold character of shrimp play in the shoal.

A minute later, the first wave of monsters arrived.

Ten desert scorpions come out of the sand and attack people crazily.

The team is not in a hurry, even as if they did not see the general, still in their own installation of what.

When the poisonous scorpion was killed, the captain clapped his hands at will and sent five people to solve those scorpions first.

Cut, over measure. ——The real voice of shrimp play in the shoal.

God, only five people were sent out? Can you really? I can't believe it. Another player in the live broadcasting room can't help sending out a green barrage when he sees such a situation.

Oh, I can't see the attribute. Please paste the attribute. Thank you.

However, there are still five players who can't move forward.

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