Another day of tragic death for the host

Chapter 115 Hold on, we can win! 3
Two of the teammates were duos, and they had already rejected the restart, and the other two naturally refused, otherwise it would be impossible to continue the game.

"Wow! I just bowed my head and ate two mouthfuls of instant noodles. Who can tell me what happened? Four shooters? Is the sky full of sun? Everyone is rushing to shoot the sun?"

Xin He looked at the lineup of his teammates, and the curse words of the original owner's game naturally appeared in his mind, and he read them out.

She turned on the listening speakers of the whole team, and sure enough, immature childish voices came out from the microphone, as if the elementary school students formed a team to pit their teammates on the scene.

The barrage was already filled with laughter.

[Small legs, you also have the day when you overturn the car hahahaha]

[The way of heaven is reincarnation, who will the heavens spare, brat, teach you to rely on your own skills to make a fool of yourself, have you been punished? 】

[Wait for the marinated egg rollover scene! 】

【I think you guys are overthinking it. When have you ever seen a marinated egg overturned? 】

[Winning or losing is not important, the process is the most important! 】

[Upstairs, you can see that you have never played King of Kings before. It is better to be the bottom of the winner than to be the MVP of the loser, you know? 】

Xinhe looked at the barrage of jokes on the screen, and didn't care: "Brother dei, have I ever lost since the first broadcast of Taipan Lu? Have you? Wait for Dad to smash the dog's head!"

Shuangmao had actually calculated the outcome of this round and couldn't bear to hit Xinhe, but he still cheered for Xinhe with a cheerful face.

In the end, our lineup is: Lu Ban, Sun Shangxiang, Jia Luo, Baili keeps the contract, and supports Cai Wenji.

Opposite: shooter Yu Ji, tank Zhu Bajie, mage Diao Chan, jungler Han Xin, support Da Qiao,

When Xinhe saw the opposing lineup, although she was a little worried, she still pretended to be calm on the surface: "This lineup seems to be a bit difficult to play, but it hasn't started yet, and the winner or loser is not sure yet!"

The original owner likes to use various voice changers, and has placed several orders on Taobao, with all kinds of uncle, lolita, gentle and son-in-law voices.

At this time, Xinhe's voice was the warm and gentle Gongzi's voice, probably because the Gongzi's voice was too much, Xinhe's tone was a little lacking in confidence, but at this time it sounded more like trying to cover up.

In the game of King, although manipulative ability is also very important, consciousness occupies a large proportion.

As long as the timing is well predicted, the headwind situation can be reversed in minutes.

Xinhe waited for the game time, while chatting with the barrage from time to time, while solving the instant noodles.

As the sound effects of the game sounded, Xin He's first game officially started.

The music in the live broadcast room happened to be an ancient song with a sad tune...

Xin He switched without even thinking, "Is it even contemptuous of singing these days? It's so ugly!"

[Sad Gu Fengge: What did I do wrong? 】

【Stop struggling, winning or losing is predestined, so give up resisting. 】

【Hahahahaha, is the little short leg trying to laugh me to death so that I can inherit my billions of dollars of inheritance? 】

[Let's just take a look, and we don't talk. 】

Ten seconds into the game, Xinhe controlled her Luban to the bottom lane.

After carefully clearing the first wave of soldiers, and finishing fighting the river monster, the tank Zhu Bajie on the opposite side still did not come over.

While clearing the line of soldiers and pointing at the tower, I finally pushed the opponent's tower, but I still didn't see the opponent coming over.

Back under the tower, Xinhe was about to take a look at his field of vision, but a message that Baili was killed suddenly flashed on the top of the screen, followed by the second...

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