National School Prince Is A Girl

Coco turned his head and looked towards Bo Jiu.

Little Spade must have discovered the problem.

But why is there no emotion on his face at all.

Sitting there only, with a smile on the corner of my mouth, watching the captain operate the characters in the game,

Occasionally I hear the conversation between the two people.

"What is this people's congress?"

"He, he can hook people, one tank."

"Is the blood thick?"

"OK."

"Then don't kill him, still find the soft persimmon."

The last sentence was said by the captain, his voice was faint, and it was completely taught on site.

Little Spade is holding his chin there, and if he agrees, there is no morality: "Well, pinch the soft persimmon!"

coco: ... these two people, really ...

The sadness in coco's heart was not expressed, but he was diluted by the shameless scene of dog food.

It's Rao Rong who hit the middle road, his eyes paused, switch the small map to enlarge, the wild area will also have a panoramic view.

Because of the need to line up with the enemy, he did not carefully look at Qin Mo's operations.

Only one thing is obvious, that is Qin Mo's brushing speed, slowing Rao Rong's fingers.

Anyone playing assassins in any profession should have cleared all the wild monsters in his wild area by this time.

Not to mention Qin Mo, he is faster than everyone else.

Not only because of his position, but also because he knows the interval between the appearance of each monster and the length of time to recover his skills.

The most valuable players are never just talking about anything.

He can use his skills to walk while brushing the field.

You know that playing this game, the economy determines the equipment, the equipment determines your damage.

And whoever hits the money the fastest, the higher the damage will be, so that in the battle, you can set a skill down the second.

Therefore, time is particularly important in this game.

Now Qin Mo's brushing speed is faster than ordinary players, but at this level, he does not even have one-tenth of his previous strength, and even moves a bit erratic.

Perhaps his instincts would not degenerate him into a mouse that would not use Xiaobai, but obviously, he had forgotten the consciousness of jungler.

What should the assassin do at this time?

He didn't know.

The word consciousness is very mysterious.

Everyone and everyone has different ways of playing wild.

Little Spade is also a jungler. Both of them are very powerful. Everywhere they go, they do n’t grow grass, but they feel different.

It ’s good to say that the assassin ’s fight is not about killing anyone, but about consciousness.

If the consciousness is good, even the overall headwind can rely on the command to fight, and the assassin takes the rhythm to win.

Poor consciousness, people can't kill, and will be beaten and beaten.

Especially high-end bureaus like this.

As soon as Rao Rong's idea fell, he saw a figure suddenly appearing in Noi River.

It ’s an assassin!

He gave a finger, originally thinking of going to support immediately.

A good mid laner will be linked to Nakano.

Not to mention Rao Rong, known as the group control.

Only, he seemed to remember something.

He didn't move, but stopped there. His eyes glanced toward the position of the white dress, with a faint gleam in his eyes.

Qin Mo, let me see. Do you still know what you have to do as a jungler assassin?

Only grab the wild, how is it enough ...