National School Prince Is A Girl

The voice of the narrator is transmitted through the microphone.

In other words, before Bo Jiu didn't put on the headphones, he could hear the other party's words.

She turned to the other side.

The silver shattered hair fell down, it was Xie Cheng's handsome, a bit like the vampire's smile before he sucked blood.

Dangerous and unpredictable.

But others said: "This spade Z is not too powerful, just let the commentator say that?"

"Look at it. Although I think Spade Z is good, everyone can see the operation of Ling Xiao. This game is really hard to say who wins and who loses."

Even when the spades fans saw the list of matches, they felt a little stunned.

If the big spade met someone else, they would not be so worried.

Mainly the first game of this national competition.

It was still 1V1. How did the Imperial League team send a big spade to play against Ling Xiao, after all, the opponent is really strong.

How did Master Feng Yi, a wise hero, make such a decision?

Unexpectedly, the eyes of the fans looked at Feng Yi.

In fact, not only the fans, but also the members of the Dimeng League team are watching Feng Yi.

Feng Yi pointed a little and directly showed them a certain god sitting on the player's bench.

Everyone saw Qin Mo at first sight, and the lethality of his gaze immediately weakened a lot.

In other words, Qin Shen let big spades play?

This order of battle was chosen by Qin Shen?

why?

Lin Feng also wanted to ask this question: "Captain, it is not good to let Xiao Spade deal with Ling Xiao alone, this is his first career after all." What if he really loses?

Qin Mo is still indifferent and expensive. His straight back is covered with a war coat and his eyes are swept toward Lin Feng: "What's wrong, after dealing with some defendants, they think they are people of the whole world. This method Just right."

Why does the phrase "Great God" sound so much like asking the present girlfriend to hit the face of someone who has thoughts about it.

have to say.

This method of the Great God ... is too esoteric.

In addition to the pause of Yunhu ’s finger to drink water, Lin Feng ’s dullness did n’t understand it at all: “Captain, are you testing the loyalty of Little Spades to our Dimeng League? What comes out is important, what is your ex-boyfriend. "

"Ex-boyfriend?" Qin Mo's voice was very weak, and he raised an eyebrow towards Lin Feng.

Yunhu dragged Lin Feng back and filled him with half a glass of water: "Drink more water and talk less."

"No, I'm afraid I will drink too much in a while, and I want to boo when I play."

"Then hold it and pretend to drink."

With the control of Yunhu, Lin Feng would not be hurt by the cold air emitted from Qin Mo.

The word ex-boyfriend.

It's really inexplicably uncomfortable to hear in the ears.

The people on the other side of the Yunzhong team laughed when they heard the match list.

Even when Bo Jiu paced to the computer, they were still shouting.

"Are you sure you want to kill my captain?"

"Oh, maybe I will take the opportunity to release water."

"Even if you don't put water, you think this person can win the captain, and it's funny to get a crooked man out."

Ling Xiao's face was even more smiling, just sitting in his place like this, with a coldness in his laziness: "Let me see if the sentence you said yesterday is true, you confessed There are too many people and I do n’t remember who I am. Do n’t shake your hands when you fight. ”