Glory

Close ended Pro's advantage.

The Big Devil pulled FTW from the mud again!

Wei Xiao took a deep breath and tightened his nerves: "Chance!"

This is indeed a wonderful opportunity, it is the opportunity for the captain to pick one and two with a long knife!

Pro died two people. They played five and three. As long as they can kill Jin Chengxuan, FTW can even end the game in a wave.

To win, to win, you must win.

The hotter the blood in the body, the calmer Wei Xiao was. He glanced at the small map, and there was already a clear vein in his brain.

Yuewenle was on the way, a little far away, and could not wait for him.

Xiao Ningzi is free and will be seated immediately.

Although the captain killed two, but his own state is not good, it is difficult to participate in the war.

Wei Xiao, Bai Cai, and Ning Zhehan faced Jin Chengxuan, Li Heran, and Park Guizhi.

Three dozens, can it work?

"Go!"

Can and must leave people, even if all three of them are dead, Yuewenle who came over can reap heads, not to mention the captain.

Poor state is not a problem, just look for opportunities and be able to stab the enemy.

Ning Zhehan has already flown to the cloud and took the lead in throwing a set of skills at Park Guizhi.

Pro's thinking is very clear, and the security deposit becomes dazzling.

Park Guizhi, a jungler, comes out with half-meat equipment. The armor is not as strong as Li Heran's elemental shaman.

Li Heran also inserted a defensive totem for him, so Ning Zhehan's set of injuries fell on him like raindrops, which didn't make much sense.

However, Xiao Ningzi had no intention of killing Park Gui-zhi by this trick.

The fairy magician flying on the cloud attracted the attention of the Pro three, Bai Cai set a BUFF on the dark thief, and shouted: "Fuck him!"

Wei Xiao didn't say a word, as if even his breath disappeared with the dark thief, he quietly walked behind the Pro, and the red blade flashed ...

Jin Chengxuan is extremely sensitive, he immediately found the trail of the thief: "Brother!"

Li Heran reacted faster, and the healing totem and the acceleration totem were all inserted into Jin Chengxuan.

The dark thieves have already swept up, and the eight arcs have fallen overwhelmingly. Rao is a fierce and violent power thief and shaman.

Brother Cai: "Nice!"

This damage can be done, Jin Chengxuan can die.

Lu Feng: "Retreat."

All three of FTW froze.

Wei Xiao realized something was wrong.

Brother Cai: "Fuck, this is not dead?"

Wei Xiao: "Resurrection Totem."

The elemental shaman sacrificed 80% of his blood volume, and in the interval of 0.11 seconds, he pulled out the resurrection totem and inserted it into Jin Chengxuan who was about to fall to the ground.

This time ...

Jin Chengxuan ‘resurrected from death’, the golden arrow whizzed out, but it was not Wei Xiao, but Lu Feng, who was far away.

The death knight with only silk blood fell under the light arrow of the whole picture.

Chills burst into the back of Wei Xiao.

The next second, Golden Hunt's arrow shot at the Dark Thief, Wei Xiao quickly opened the distance, but unfortunately he was too brittle, as long as the Golden Arrow was selected, even if it was moved out further, it would be tracked.

The continuous two arrows clear the blood band of the dark thief.

In the last second, Wei Xiao was invincible for the resurrection armor, just standing up, the ground thorn of the force thief was buried under his feet.

Wei Xiao heart giggled.

Gather together and pull back.

The light arrow stabbed firmly in his heart.

system notification--

Pro.succe killed FTW.Quiet.

Wei Xiao looked at the screen in a daze, his palms were cold and sweaty.

The dark thief fell to the ground, and Golden Hunt's next target was the fairy warlock.

Ning Zhehan was taken away by the two arrows, Yue Wenle hurried over, but unfortunately he did not come to harvest, but was stabbed by the ground, and gave his head to Golden Hunt.

System announcements sounded one after another.

Pro.succe makes five kills.

The FTW is destroyed.

This is the strength of the world's top four, this is the tacit understanding of the doubles champion, this is the golden state of Jin Chengxuan, the terrible suppression of the opponent!

Defeat.

FTW's resurrection crystal blasted and lost the game.

Wei Xiaomu looked at the screen woodenly, and his handsome black eyes did not focus.

Brother Cai leaned back in the gaming chair as if he had been exhausted.

Ning Zhehan and Yue Wenle were also startled, completely shocked by the last wave of regiments.

How did you do it.

How did it happen!

Seven to eight totems in a row, how did Li Heran do it.

How did Jin Chengxuan stand up to determine the position of Lu Feng?

That arrow was too deadly. If he didn't kill Lu Feng, who lost or won would be really in doubt.

Wei Xiao will die, and Xiao Ningzi will not survive, but even so, as long as Lu Feng is still there, plus Yuewen Le Baicai, 3V3 still has a power!

but……

The big trick of Jin Chengxuan, Lu Feng was locked.

FTW lost all.

The applause called back the lost FTW member.

When Wei Xiao stood up, he noticed Lu Feng's sight.

He clenched his fists desperately and walked out with his head down.

Shaking hands and embracing, Wei Xiao did not know how to step down.

He only knew that when he sat down, he was cold all over.

This feels familiar.

Two years ago, when he learned that his grandmother was seriously ill, he was overwhelmed by this feeling.

This is the sense of despair that is about to lose the most important things.

It is helpless, helpless, and pain that can crush people.

Lost.

In such an important game, he lost.

Two million oaths.

I want to express my heart.

All were strangled in the last light arrow.

"Wei Xiao." Lu Feng called softly.

Wei Xiao's ear trembles, not looking up.

Chen Feng's worried eyes shifted: "It's just a winter training game, you are already great."

It's really great, beyond everyone's expectations.

Even the sprayers are not black on this year's FTW.

Two of the five starters have no experience in contests, and they can also rush into the top three in the winter training gathering of the gods.

This is enough for Hua Guorong's aperture to blow for a year and a half.

The game between FTW and Pro just now is remarkable.

FTW played very well in the beginning, and was counterattacked after being suppressed in the medium term.

The last wave is really worrying.

But there is no way.

Experience and experience take time to settle.

The growth rate of FTW is already amazing!

Tomson patted Wei Xiao's shoulder: "Victory or defeat is a common matter for soldiers. Are you kid afraid of losing?"

Wei Xiao is not afraid of losing.

He was never afraid.

It's nothing to lose, just to win again!

Life is very long, there are more chances to win back, Wei Xiao never fears failure.

Only this time, he was uncomfortable.

The courage to find it for myself is gone.

He didn't know how to face the captain.

Lu Feng reached out his hand and took his clenched fist.

Wei Xiao opened his eyes sharply.

Lu Feng's hands are very good-looking, with long, slender fingers, well-defined bones, just the right width and cool white complexion.

Such a pair of hands seems to be cool.

But his palm was very hot, and wrapped around the palm of Wei Xiao's hand, so hot that it shrank.

Wei Xiao turned over the river in his heart, and the emotions that had been pressed to the extreme were almost coming out.

Want to hold him backhand.

I want to tell him what he wants.

I want him to know that he likes him.

Such a good captain.

He didn't want to give it to anyone.

He wants him.

He wants to monopolize him!

"It's okay." Lu Feng's deep voice rang in his ear. "Our road is still long."

Wei Xiao's eyes were flushed. He didn't know what to do except biting his lips.

——Wei Xiao, why do n’t you even cry?

——Wei Xiao, you have no father or mother, do you even have tears?

——This child is really strange, the dependent grandma is gone, and she does n’t cry.

How to cry.

To whom to cry.

Someone is spoiled to be able to cry.

Clap.

A tear fell on the back of a hand as cold as white jade.

Lu Feng's heart tightened and he held his hand firmly.

Wei Xiao didn't want to be embarrassed, and didn't want to be embarrassed in front of so many people on such occasions.

but……

but……

Lu Feng pressed him on his shoulder: "Little little girl, don't cry."

His voice was very low, so low that Wei Xiao didn't hear it.

He knocked his forehead on Lu Feng's shoulders, and the black hair that hung down blocked his wet eyes.

"team leader……"

"Ok?"

"You are like this ..." Wei Xiao sobbed, "I will be arrogant and proud."

Lu Feng: "..."

He smirked and said in two voices: "It's okay."

Wei Xiaoxin thumped and said, "I'm going to wipe your tears with your clothes."

"Ok."

"And snot."

"..."

Lu Feng pinched his finger.

Wei Xiaoxin shivered straight, and countless heat rushed into his chest, making him unbearable.

Why is there such a good captain.

Why is there such a close.

Why is he so good to him.

If there is really a god, Wei Xiao at this moment finally feels that he is being favored.

The final matchup was really L & amp; P and Pro.

Jin Chengxuan thoroughly exerted his momentum, taking advantage of the heat, and forced L & amp; P to retreat at the start.

Yuan Ze and Gary are his deadly enemies, and he can be arrested and autistic on weekdays, but today, I do n’t know if Jin Chengxuan is up, or if Li Heran pressed for more than ten days and finally broke out.

This pair of doubles is a **** of cooperation.

They barely saw them talking, hardly seeing their verbal communication.

But the assistants and shooters on the screen, like a person, know exactly what each other is thinking.

Pro won the final championship with a strong momentum.

This year's Pro is amazing.

The pressure released by Jin Chengxuan made everyone feel it.

He wants to win, the Pro team in the South Korean division is really eager for the championship!

Glory belongs to the first.

Tens of millions of bonuses and countless applause, as well as cheers, belong to Pro tonight.

Jin Chengxuan won the FMVP, but his face was still faint.

When the host interviewed him, he said: "I hope that next time, it is Li Heran who gets the FMVP."

Li Heran's silent black eyes swept to him.

FMVP is the title that only the core of the championship team can have.

Jin Chengxuan said this, not only for Pro to win the championship, but also for Li Heran to become the most valuable player in the global glory in 2020!

Let a first ADC who has been in service for six years and now retired to the auxiliary position win another FMVP!

The fifteen days of training ended.

In the last game, FTW is very necessary to resume, but not in a hurry.

The day of the prize pool competition was over, it was very late, and everyone was very tired.

Chen Feng urged a few words, watching them return to their rooms.

At the end of the usual game, the team's least worrying thing is Wei Xiao, which was reversed today.

The other players were okay, and they didn't suffer much after losing the game. Instead, they desperately wanted to train and want to become stronger.

In particular, Ning Zhehan has made a great leap in his mentality through this experience, and his tension and confusion slowly faded.

The top Wei Xiaolun was too quiet.

Chen Feng was worried, but thinking of Lu Feng as a medicine for little lunatics, he didn't say much.

It is estimated that the two of them Solo, Wei Xiaoxiao will be resurrected with full blood.

Return to the room.

Wei Xiao was rather uncomfortable.

The game lost, kissed away.

The confession does not know when it will succeed.

Wei Xiao lost more than two million yuan, clearly 20 billion yuan.

The emotion he just coaxed by Lu Feng fell again, dumbfounded: "I'm going to take a shower."

Wei Xiao just got up, and his wrist was held.

Lu Feng looked down at him, and a pair of black eyes seemed to gather flames under the dim light.

Wei Xiao's heart was shut by him.

"If you win, what do you want to do?" Lu Feng asked him in a low voice.

Where Wei Xiao can tell, he couldn't even breathe.

Lu Feng: "Actually, I always have something I want to do."

He clasped Wei Xiao's wrist with his left hand, his head close, and a kiss fell on his slightly opened lips.

Wei Xiao: ".........................................."