The national school idol is a girl

In a daze.

Feng Yi actually felt like he was seeing the noble-looking God of War he once was.

Qin Mo was also like this at that time.

Watching him play games is like watching a feast

All the blood that had been extinguished seemed to burn up at this moment. The audience on the field were all shouting the same name, Imperial Alliance!

No one said that the team that would definitely lose in this game was the Imperial Alliance.

All comebacks are like a miracle.

And this miracle was brought about by a young man.

Xiao Jing's right hand did not move away from the mouse. He looked at the countdown to resurrection and said only two words to Luoluo: "Hold on."

Everyone knows that this wave is the key to the Imperial Alliance, which is also the key to Xiaocheng.

Luoluo had just been resurrected, and the others had died three times and were no longer eligible to play.

It's just that it's not too late.

After Luoluo was resurrected, they still had a chance.

This is the desire from the bottom of the heart of every Xiaocheng team member.

However, the next second, a white figure broke their expectations.

It's Qin Mo!

"Qin Shen's hand is so injured, do you want to go to it?"

The white figure with the Dragon Leap Tower on the screen answered the question in everyone's mind.

Luoluo waved the mouse and rolled out. Xiaocheng's last protective tower was gone.

Qin Mo jumped over with the flying dragon and rushed straight to the high ground.

Luo Luo narrowed her eyes, shouldered the sniper cannon, and struck in the direction of Qin Mo.

When the fire light dispersed, Qin Mo moved his right hand, and his left hand rose and fell. He turned to one side to avoid the cannonball, and cut across from the left. The long sword passed through, and the electric array was deployed. Luo Luo was slowed down, but relied on his flexibility. He rolled away, then rolled to the right, and the sniper cannon fired again, hitting Qin Mo hard with a bang.

"It seems that Qin Mo's hand injury has seriously affected his operation."

"Xiao Jing will be resurrected in fifteen seconds. Qin Mo's strong attack should not be able to defeat him. Even with Feilong as an assist, it will not be easy to break through the highland defense."

"Looking at Qin Mo's actions, he might be killed by Goddess Luo."

As if fulfilling the commentator's words, in the next second, Qin Mo only had less than half a can of blood left.

Even if Feilong is still there, it can't cover up the decline in his operation.

The young man who was still waiting for resurrection suddenly looked in the direction of Qin Mo.

Only then did I realize that the wrist holding the mouse was obviously swollen.

Bo Jiu tightened the mouse in his hand for a moment, wishing he could resurrect and rush out now.

All viewers felt sorry.

Including the oldest group of people sitting in front of the Internet cafe who like to play online games.

Such a bad operation, when paired with the ID of Qin Mo, everyone felt uncomfortable in their hearts.

After all, Qin Mo is different from others.

Even for fans of other teams, the same is true.

"Qin Shen won't really be killed, right?"

One of the Imperial Alliance fans asked the person next to him.

No one answered, and the atmosphere was overwhelming.

People watched on the screen as the retreating Qin Mo's blood volume became less and less.

Goddess Luo did not give up this opportunity and rolled towards Qin Mo.

Just when everyone turned their heads and didn't want to see this scene anymore.

But You Sixin stood up, his fingers gripping the railing in front of him, and a sharp blade flashed across his eyes: "Xiaocheng has been tricked."

Falling into a trap?

What's the meaning?