National School Prince Is A Girl

However, the next second.

The prickly youth was shocked!

Fingers are shaking!

Because two words suddenly appeared on the screen-K, O!

It's not that the opponent KO dropped them, but someone on their side killed the opponent!

The first kill they took!?

Was he wrong?!

The prickly-headed young man rubbed his eyes, and the other three also looked dumbfounded.

In this way, when the four middle two were shocked and had not recovered, they heard another sound of the game special effects-double kill!

"I'm going!" The thorn-headed young man's eyes widened uncontrollably, he raised his head directly and looked towards Qin Mo's side!

I saw the handsome man who was blown up, pressed forward with his left hand, and moved his right hand back and forth. The beautiful acceleration jump on the screen directly pressed a person!

K, O!

Three kills!

The prickly youth is stupid.

The other two of the other two are also stupid.

My fingers forgot to press forward.

The murderous one, with a casual look on his face, turned left and ran back to the city quickly, waiting for them at the gate, and then emptied his hand and took a sip of wine, his voice was very weak: Forward? "

Four of the four were immediately sober!

Unconsciously followed behind the man!

The prickly-headed youth was shocked, and the most depressing thing was that the man could still empty his hand to drink!!!

But just now he clearly couldn't even walk.

How can this be the same as opening a plug-in?

The prickly-headed young man said without understanding: "Dude, I thought you were pretty good after seeing your position. I didn't expect to be so tough, hahaha."

Qin Mo glanced at him, his tone was very weak: "It's not easy to use the mobile phone, always get used to it."

Spiked young man: ... you have killed three people directly after you get used to it?!Lying trough, what attack power is this?If you say that, do you think we will believe it!?

The second-year youngsters didn't believe it, but Bo Jiu believed it. The God did not play mobile games.

It looks like a mobile phone, a tablet, and in his hands, all are tools for holding international conferences.

One thing Bo Jiu didn't know.

If it were not for her just leaning against Qin Mo, the breath affected people.

The great god does not have to go back to the city to make up blood.

And Liu Zongming on the other side of the phone scolded fiercely: "What the hell! I have cut off the other party's blood! Why did I die!"

Bo Ximing was sitting next to him. The pride that could not be changed. He successfully captured a moat tower of the other side. He was very disappointed: "It is estimated that I bought a skill. I care about what I do. I will be for a while. Help you get back. "

"Hey hey, Bo Shao was right." Liu Zongming was still pleased in front of Bo Ximing: "Just because there was no Bo Shao, otherwise, the black assassin would have died three times."

If there is Bo Shao, they can't lose, but they are careless.

What if the opponent is powerful, can you be a professional player?

Liu Zongming thought so, waiting for a special killing!

"Lying trough! It's Bo Ximing!" The stabbing young man's body began to sway back and forth again and again: "Hide, don't let him touch!"

Qin Mo's voice came through tough, with only one word: "kill."

The prickly-headed youth wanted to say, handsome man, I am the one who commands the battle!

Should n’t you listen to me!

But when he met Qin Mo's dark eyes, he didn't know why, and his momentum suddenly weakened: "Well then, kill ..."