Fast Transmigration Big Brother Wants Candy

Chapter 277 When the Great God Met Master Qiao (37)

The same is a BUG, ​​why is there such a big gap.

In the first 10 minutes of the game, the gap between the two sides and the result have been clearly revealed, and no matter how hard it is, it can't be pulled back.

An Qilian's heart was broken.
He thought that he would lose, but he never thought that he would lose so quickly. Could this support really know how to play?

It's fine to rob him frantically for money, knowing that he is still always rushing to the opposite support.

It's not clear that it's a gift of someone's head.

I'm so angry, I'm so angry, he needs Ah Cheng's hug.

"victory!" (victory)

Qiao Luo put down the phone, feeling a little unfinished.

She only died twice in the whole game and took nine kills.

Seven of them belonged to Cai Wenji.

I haven't been this happy for a long time, even happier than getting pentakills before.

Qiao Li glanced at her MVP expressionlessly, then turned her head to Qiao Luo.

After a long while, the voice was faint, and no emotion could be heard, "Didn't I ask you to follow me."

Qiao Luo scratched her head, confidently said, "I followed."

Qiao Li frowned slightly, and he suddenly lost his composure. He looked straight at Qiao Luo, his eyes were full of accusations, and his tone was extremely aggrieved.

"Why do you follow everyone? After following me, you ran to follow the mage, then the shooter, and even the top laner. Can't you just follow me all the time?"

Qiao Luo was silent for a moment.

Is it her illusion?

How do you feel that he is expressing, you are a scumbag, a big carrot, not specific at all, I am angry, if you don't coax me, I will ignore you again.

Seeing that she was silent, Qiao Li's eyes darkened, she pursed her lips tightly, got up and left with her mobile phone.

"Hey." Qiao Luo looked at the back of him leaving, and suddenly felt full of guilt.

Lin Qing looked at her record, and then looked at the record of an unusually familiar ID on the opposite side. The contrast was particularly obvious. It was so obvious that she pressed the lock screen button directly in the next second, threw the phone on the table, and looked at Qiao Luo, with a tone full of hostility, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Qiao Luo was thinking about what Qiao Li said just now, she didn't pay attention to her at all, and didn't know that she was talking to him.

Lin Qing frowned, got up and walked in front of her, her tone was very cold, "You know my game number, but you still treat me like this. The last time you played a game with me, you still didn't let me assist you, why, the game is so good Isn’t it amazing, what’s the point of chasing me and hitting me? Just bully me and beat me badly, that’s how you are, ha ha.”

Only then did Qiao Luo come back to her senses, raised her eyes to look at her a few times, raised her eyebrows slightly, and muttered in a low voice, "A few dishes, drink like this."

Lin Qing's face darkened, and just as she was about to speak, she saw her standing up slowly.

Qiao Luo compared the heights of the two of them, feeling a little upset.

Lin Qing was half a head taller than her.

No, the momentum cannot be lost.

She pulled Lin Qing's collar and pulled it down, so that she had to bend down to be even with her.

Qiao Luo casually stretched out the other hand, turned off her and her microphone, and then lightly brushed her fair face with her index finger, looked at the white powder on her fingertips, curled her lips in disgust, and looked at her shoulder Wiped it on her face, leaned close to her ear, and spoke softly, but the words that came out revealed a chill,
"Miss Lin, do you think you are too popular? I think the whole world should know you. I need to know your ID?"

"Do you think you deserve it, huh?" She looked at Lin Qing's startled eyes, and couldn't help squinting.

Is it because she hasn't lost her temper for a long time that she is regarded as a soft persimmon...

"Also, your ability to turn black and white is getting better and better. I'm looking forward to your next performance."

(End of this chapter)