The eSports King’s Crush

Om, the latest chapter of the e-sports master secretly loves me!

No one can truly empathize with anyone.

It's because the circumstances are different.

However, the magic is when familiar names are mentioned one after another.

Everyone will stop teasing.

Look at this sentence on the screen.

The pauses in the live broadcast room were obvious.

Soon, someone released the recording of what the boy was talking about.

Because it had been a long time, there was a lot of noise inside.

It's possible that someone's headphones were not very good, and the sound across his clothes was extremely loud, but even so, it didn't cover up the uniquely loud voice.

"I said, little spade, what are you looking for? Can you please stop letting me touch the ground on my face? I am a male god who relies on my face to make a living. Will you pay for it!"

"Fat Master, please save some face."

"Damn it, classmate Lin Huahua, please correct your attitude."

"I can't even stand. It's so embarrassing. Little Spade, cancel! Cancel the team and kick him out!"

"Lin Huahua, when will you change your narrow-mindedness?"

"Fat Master, look, there is a mirror behind you. Please, before you speak, look in the mirror. Damn it!"

"What? What?"

"There is something."

thing?

Zhao Sanpang is afraid of ghosts. When he heard that it was a copy of the Vampire Castle, he already imagined a supernatural being.

"Wha, what?"

"I."

The lazy evil voice sounded from the night.

"Fat Master, the way you landed just now was quite special."

"Fuck,

Little Spade, you're going to scare me to death, don't just hide and reappear! I just want to ask you, which dungeon is difficult to clear, and which blood-sucking dungeon are you here to clear? "

"Didn't I tell you, I'm here to pick something for my apprentice."

"Pick things, fight the boss, and be a blood-sucking reasoning book. Look at your teammates, except for me, who has the IQ and courage!"

Lin Feng leaned there, not wanting to look at him.

Feng Shang carries the title of a RMB player and is always vigilant. It is obvious how courageous he is.

But there is still a difference between this and the trembling state of Zhao Sanpang holding himself.

Lin Feng was sneering.

You, the most handsome and fat man in the world: "Keep your voices down, little Spade, we still have time to refund our capital. What about your Qin Mo? He is an inhumane person and is suitable for this kind of capital."

"Fat Master." Bo Jiu stretched out his hand to lift the person up: "What you said just now should mean that you have the highest IQ among us."

Zhao Sanpang: "Of course, I not only have brains, but I also have looks!"

"Then you should leave first." Bo Jiu laughed, very evil: "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

Zhao Sanpang opened his mouth: "This thing you dug for me...wait...wait, what is that?"

"Human, human head, ghost head!"

Feng Shang stammered just after finishing these words.

I saw a figure rushing over.

The figure was very small, dressed in black, like a little boy.

The fierce fighting style, the flowing knife, turned sideways, and there were already five corpses lying under her feet, and her knife had been inserted back into her waist.

The little figure stood there, his face seemingly expressionless, but his eyes were shining when he looked at Bo Jiushi.

Like his own child, begging for praise.

"Master, they are all dead."

This voice is different from all voices.

Because it is too immature and clean.

Therefore, when it is transmitted to the ears through the machine, it will be particularly clear.

Next, there was Zhao Sanpang's scream.

"Beibei, here, damn, there's more here, have you seen it, your fat man's body, there are 1,1234 behind him, how the hell did I come in a group!" (The e-sports master has a crush on me... 151151065)--(The e-sports master has a crush on me)