National School Prince Is A Girl

He is a straight man and understands P!

Can't lose anyway.

Losing is an insult to him!

Have a fight on the bed.

He is not necessarily the one below!

Lin Feng felt more and more flaming, picked up the mortar and rushed out!

As Bo Jiu said, his key operation is much faster.

In addition, the game characters operated by Lin Feng itself can jump, so a set of movements is very smooth.

Lin Feng moved on this side. After finishing the line, he jumped to the right and took a BOSS in the wild area, then withdrew the soldiers.

The position and speed were really changed when the camera captured it.

As I said before, the duel between the masters will never be on the right path of Zheng'er, but in the wild.

The two members of the world's Hongtu glanced at each other, surrounded around, and wanted to come over and attacked Lin Feng directly.

After all, Yunhu is not with him!

The two men swept across the grass quickly, and their long fingers moved around.

They are all national players, and their positions and operations are very beautiful. Such a big god can bring out the rhythm of the whole team by simply taking one in the ordinary game game.

But here is the national competition.

Everyone's strength will not be too weak.

When Lin Feng switched perspectives, of course he saw the two figures rushing towards him.

He first withdrew back, withdrew the grass, and then the cannon aimed at one of the blood-thin, and with a bang, he aimed at the person who was already close to him.

The other party picked up a big move, Lin Feng blood went down half of the tank.

But he didn't go, but flicked to the left, jumped back again, his fingers flying.

The other party was also uncomfortable, and his brows were frowned after being attacked in such a burst.

The scene on the scene was quick, with dazzling special effects.

But even so, the commentators were a little shocked: "What's the matter, Lin Feng's attack power is so strong that they haven't developed it yet?"

Feng Shang also felt particularly powerful. If he was alone, he certainly wouldn't dare to be one-on-two.

"Hand speed." Bo Jiu said two words.

Feng Shang didn't understand.

Bo Jiu didn't care when he saw it. His right hand happened to be a great god. His fingertips were just like Qin Mo's wrists. His index finger tapped twice, which meant that he paid attention to Lin Feng's mouse click.

Feng Shang didn't know it, but at first glance, he suddenly realized that the number of clicks seemed to increase a lot.

"The difference between killing one sword and killing three swords."

This is the meaning of hand speed. More clicks will definitely increase the damage.

Feng Shang now understands.

However, one thing he did not tell him idol.

When Qin Shen saw the idol knocking on his wrist, his beautiful eyebrows raised upward, and his deep eyes were in danger.

Speaking of idols as well, knocking on someone ’s wrist is not a good example, but knocking on Qin Shen.

What's the difference between pulling hair from the tiger's tail.

Bo Jiu didn't pay attention, after all, in addition to the game, her eyes would also glance at a location on the audience stand.

Such a signal is to stay still.

At first glance, Hoshino picked up the coffee, put it on his lips, and tapped his fingers on the cup.

Knocked five times in a row, not very fast, and very rhythmic.

This is a slang word often used in the industry, which means that there are five minutes to finish the game.

Bo Jiu took his gaze back and looked at the front as usual, but those eyes were dark and dark, like the night.