National School Prince Is A Girl

"Then, do I still have to thank you, huh?" When Qin Mo’s voice is close, there will always be a sense of oppression.

Fu Jiu was not afraid of him. He smiled and said: "How? Is it that Mo Ge finally intends to make an appointment with him? If it is Mo Ge, you can consider not to dowry."

Qin Mo glanced at the teenager and raised his hand to pull Fu Ji’s hat. “You should be glad that you are smaller than me.”

Then she was really old-fashioned, and Fu Jiu shook her hat on her head and watched the fragrant meat skewer come up. She could smell the scent of the above, a little bit of focus, still Dripping oil...

Who is the one who is coming up!

I thought about it myself, Fu Jiu was silent, but in desperation, I had to look over the boss and say: "When is my egg soup good?"

"Come on, come." The proprietress probably also felt that the teenager was so depressed and a little funny, and his face was laughing with pleats. He wanted to come. He could only drink egg soup in the place where the string was smashed. The picture was indeed worthy of sympathy.

Fu Jiu: ... the boss, you really laugh too obvious.

Qin Mo only smiled, sitting on the opposite side of Fu Jiu eating a string.

In order to distract himself from the flesh, Fu Jiu intends to ask something positive: "Meng Ge, "Character" character skills and equipment, how much do you remember?" Understand the real strength of the god, she can only play when Coordination, after all, wild games and leagues are still different.

Qin Mo put down the wine glass, the usual two words: "All."

Fu Jiu has not spoken yet.

The table next to them gave a burst of laughter, shaking his head and shaking his head, shaking his head, to the effect that this cowhide was overdone.

Anyone who plays "Hero" knows that there are more characters in the game, and more skills are gone, let alone those various kinds of equipment.

How many people are this man, and all of them are remembered?

Even if you go to the online search strategy, you don’t have to be so complete.

Fu Jiu also understood the meaning of the other side, turned his head, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and did not put these people in his eyes.

She believes that the great **** does not care.

but……

"How do you remember?"

Let her remember that the skills are no problem, but when are the equipment used, how to match it... This is by experience, isn’t it? Otherwise, there will be no technical tips to teach novices to play games.

Qin Mo looked at the juvenile, and it was very slow: "Research the physical attack data of equipment and characters, and then match it. Would you like me to listen to it carefully?"

Fu Jiuyi listened to the two words of physics, and his head was dizzy: "No, this method is not suitable for me."

Great God is really different.

Which person plays the game depends on analyzing the physical attack data.

This also makes people how to do technology?

Thinking of this, Fu Jiu could not help but say: "School is even playing games like this, which makes us learn how to learn."

Qin Mo listened to the boy’s voice, which was not high or low, and the smile on his lips became thicker and thicker: “The meat is coming again.”

The subtext of that sentence is that you have seen it again...

Fu Jiuxin led the gods to the black belly of the great god. The brows were handsome and picky. They suddenly came together and held down the man’s wrist. The meat skewers in the hands of Qin Mo were just a bite!

The faces of the two people are very close, just one on the left and one on the right, biting the same string of meat...