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"The sharpshooter..." Everyone in Xingxin began to make up for the appearance of a sharpshooter named Qiu Musu in the online game, but Wei Wei shook his head: "No, not a sharpshooter, it is all guns."

"All the guns?"

"Sharpshooters, ammunition experts, mechanics, gunners." Wei Wei said.

"This is another master!" Fang Rui marveled, this "again" everyone of course understands that Ye Xiu is not a more full-time master? (The title of the book is so curious.)

"In fact, in that era, there were quite a lot of people like this. Who hasn't got a big trumpet vest? But like them, they have played every job to the extreme, and that's less." Wei Wei said.

"What then?" Fang Rui asked.

"Later is not what Xiao Tang said, is it dead..." Wei Wei said.

"The car accident, I am not too clear about it." Tang Rou said.

Then everyone looked at Wei Wei together.

"I don't know too much. I only know that when the alliance was formed, and everyone formed the team to participate, this person never appeared. Some people have curiously asked Ye Xiu, and the news that came out later was said to have passed away. However, he is the brother of Su Mu Orange. No one knows this. Hehe..." There is no lower limit such as Wei Wei. When I said that I finally sighed and expressed regret.

“How strong is this person?” Fang Rui asked.

"Let's say that, I am fighting with him, basically there is no chance to sing a curse." Wei Wei awe.

Xing Xin, you look at me, I look at you, half a sigh, Wei Wei did not wait for the exquisite expression he expected.

"This is not very strong," Fang Rui said.

"Bastard!" Wei Wei suddenly knew what Fang Rui was suggesting: "That was more than a decade ago, the old man was still a god-like boy!"

"I am going!" Fang Rui's expression could not be heard.

"In short, it is very powerful!" Wei Wei said.

"Whether with Ye Xiu, who is more powerful?" Tang Rou always cares about who is stronger.

"This...they fight together side by side. We are very strong among them. We are very curious. Unfortunately, there has been no answer. No. There is no more, there will never be..." Wei Wei’s expression Start again.

Everyone is silent, like Fang Rui and Qiao Yifan. They are all listening to this person, this thing, and there is no way to feel the same feeling too quickly. But it depends on Wei Wei, the guy who has no limit, and he feels guilty. He can immediately imagine that this is a regrettable story of the genius of young talent.

"If he and Ye Xiu entered Jiashi together..." Wei Wei just imagined this possibility, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"If he is still there. What will it be?" Tang Rou is also imagining.

in case……

So if, who would not expect it? But if it means, it often means impossible.

"What is this flower?" Su Muqiu's tomb, Ye Xiu looked at the bunch of flowers that Su Mu Orange laid down.

"hyacinth."

“Is there anyone like you who will change a flower every year?” said Ye Xiu.

"There must be innovation." Su Mu Orange said.

“Innovation?” Ye Xiu smiled. “Is it all the flowers to express this flower language?”

"He will like this way." Su Mu Orange said.

"Yes." Ye Xiu nodded. The one who envisioned a thousand umbrellas and put it into reality. Will anyone in glory be more innovative than this?

And what he left behind in innovation is now gleaming on the battlefield of glory.

28 consecutive victories.

Ye Xiu’s hand was in his pocket, and Jun Mo’s account card was lying there quietly. This record will be firmly tied to this role, and it is not finished yet, it will continue to refresh.

I will keep this record forever, but I will leave one at the beginning. It is left to give you an opportunity to surpass.

Ye Xiu reached out and pressed the tombstone. It is these hands, who are operating, and Jun Moxiao is constantly writing miracles in glory.

"If it wasn't me. It is what my brother is, what will it be now?" Su Mu Orange suddenly asked such a question.

"Oh?" Ye Xiu thought about it seriously, but did not come up with the answer.

“Is it always the champion champion champion?” asked Su Mu Orange.

"Is not sure!" said Ye Xiu.

"Mu Yu Orange Wind, will certainly be more famous than now." Su Mu Orange said.

"That's not necessarily." Ye Xiu said, "The **** player is far worse than the beauty player."

"Haha." Su Mu orange laughed, and the back hand was pressed on the tombstone.

"In fact, these are not important." Su Mu Orange said, "If people can, it would be great."

Ye Xiu didn't talk anymore because... no.

Chen Guo’s stay in his father’s grave was longer, because this year was too full and full. She said a lot of words, but she still didn’t finish it.

The team won the challenge.

The team was tough at the beginning of the season.

The team's crazy streak.

So many 10 to 0.

The progress of each player.

The guild that has grown up.

The role of development.

And now, advance to the playoffs, sprint to the championship.

Really, too much...

Chen Guo is really tired of saying that, this is just a rough idea, there are a lot of details, a lot of things to say!

Chen Guo was a little dazed, as if she didn't know if it should continue. Because of the enrichment of this year, her way of sweeping the graves has become somewhat unsuitable. There are too many things, and I can’t finish it!

"Boss, do you want to drink water?" At this time, Chen Guo heard someone talking and turned around and saw that Ye Xiu and Su Mu Orange stood by her side with a smile.

It is quite sad to sweep the grave. However, both Ye Xiu and Su Mu Orange know that this year is very happy for Chen Guo. This time, she obviously wants to bring this happiness to the grave.

"Oh, thank you." Chen Guo took the mineral water and muttered two.

"How are you?" she asked.

"Yeah." The two nodded.

"Okay, let's go!"

"Are you finished? Doesn't it seem?" Ye Xiu said, it seems to be listening to it for a while.

"Come here now, go back and say, no one has stipulated that only the Ching Ming Festival can come!" Chen Guo swayed his hand and took the lead to go down the mountain.

Back to Xingxin Internet cafe, a bunch of people gathered in the training room. They all came together in a pile. The three of them came in and immediately returned to their place one by one.

"Cough, have you gone to the grave?" Wei Wei asked.

"correct!"

"Autumn Musu?" Wei Wei asked.

"Yes." Ye Xiu nodded, Wei Wei, the qualification of this guy, knowing this name is not worth accidental.

"It's a pity." Wei Wei said.

"Who said no?" Ye Xiu smiled and went to sit in his seat.

The room is quiet. Actually, no one is talking anymore. This kind of topic is obviously not suitable for finding the party. Everyone just knows that there was once a strong and strong glory master, but he did not have time to fight for any glory and left. In contrast, they are these people. Whether it is strong or weak, whether it is the first-time rookie or the late veteran, they are still striving for everything, no happier than this.

Oh...

There is only the sound of the mouse and keyboard in the room, everyone is working hard for their own pursuit, but at the same time, everyone also thinks of some other things on their own.

Wei Wei, at this time, thought of his teammates in the Blue Rain team at that time. They have all left the Glory Alliance. I left this battlefield. Some people can still meet in life. Some have completely disappeared, do not know where to go. champion. It was their pursuit at that time, and in the end they all left regret. Now, Wei Wei has once again returned to this stage, with his old man who is not enough to cope with the strength of today's game. But even then, there are things on your body that you can carry and carry. If you can really get the champion, your old brothers, when they hear and see, will they feel that they are replacing them with a glimpse of faith!

This feeling is really pretty good!

"Hey!" I thought of this, Wei Wei suddenly screamed in a rough voice.

"Hey who?" Ye Xiu asked.

"you!"

"What?"

"I want to play in the next game." Wei Wei said.

"Oh? Are you ready to burn?" Ye Xiuxiao.

"Do you think that I am really just sightseeing?" Wei Wei said.

"Not a few rounds, is that enough?" Ye Xiu said.

"Enough is enough." Wei Wei smiled arrogantly. "I know more games than these rookies."

"Cut..." The training room suddenly screamed.

"I said, really speaking about the professional league experience, you are actually not as good as me?" Fang Rui spoke. He is the fifth season player, hit now, more than half a year. Wei Wei? His career is only two seasons, two years. No matter when the team is small, the strength is mixed, the quality of the game is not the same thing now.

"Professional League?" Wei Xiaoxiao, "Do you want to say how many rookies you have? This battlefield is called glory, and the professional league is just a part of it."

"You mean that you are going to go to the field of God to give us material?" Fang Rui said.

"You guy is owed to repair, single-handedly, walked." Wei Wei called.

"Afraid of you! Building a room." Fang Rui shouted.

The two said that this is better than the lower limit than the lower limit. Others are beside, listening, laughing, but sprinting with a more active and harder stance.

The past can only be turned into if you remember it in your heart. The only thing that people can really grasp is the present. Only by clinging to the present can we really control the future.

There are also nine rounds.

Everyone looked at the scoreboard on the wall of the training room. There are also a full nine rounds, and after playing these nine rounds, they will enter the playoffs, and then it will be a more cruel journey. Everything must be grasped from now on and firmly grasped!

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Today's first daily brush! (To be continued.)