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Chapter 217 Happy Auto Chess 7

Chapter 217 Happy Auto Chess 7
She always felt that such a lineup was false.

After all, there are only a few three-star pigs here, while the other side is full of four-star pigs, six three-star pigs...

And the total number of hero pools is also quite a lot, eight.

There are nine Mu Zhoujies, but most of them are good-for-nothings, so I can't help beating them up. To put it a little harder, they just kill people instantly...

She has always played a stable lineup style, and never tried to try folk remedies such as raising pigs, because she didn't want to lose a game.

Mu Zhoujie's thumb touched the equipment interface, and then redistributed their respective equipment.

There are still some differences between this equipment and the equipment in Kings Canyon, and the fonts are not too big. Su Yaoyao's head is unconsciously approaching the back of his neck.

I don't know if it was her breath that made him feel weird, he shrugged and turned his head.

"Why? It's spooky."

"..." Su Yaoyao.

Only then did she realize that the distance between the two was a little close unconsciously.

He looked at her from a close distance, without embarrassment, and with a funny expression on his face.

But Su Yaoyao couldn't bear it.

She opened the distance without any trace, and said indifferently: "Look at your game, I can't win again."

"Who said you can't win?"

He raised his eyebrows, but didn't look at the screen, as if he saw through her guilty conscience, so he deliberately stared at her for a moment.

Observe the subtle changes in her expression.

Wait for her to make a funny face.

"You seem to be about to lose." Su Yaoyao was a little unhappy being stared at by him, and turned her gaze to his mobile phone screen.

Most of the opponent's heroes are still alive, but most of his blood is left.

Mu Zhoujie seems to be very confident: "Don't panic, just don't panic when playing pig raising. You can't tell the winner or loser until the last moment."

"Oh." The corners of Su Yaoyao's mouth twitched slightly, but she couldn't help but want to look at his screen to see if a miracle would really happen.

Although this person likes to brag about pretending to be 13 every time, when he thinks about it carefully, his bragging seems to have come true, and his pretending to be 13 seems to be the truth.

"Wow, you lost."

When she saw the gray word Fail on the screen, Su Yaoyao couldn't hold back.

This time, he could be regarded as looking back at the screen, and moved away from staring at her motionless.

Didn't really fight?
Mu Zhoujie's thick eyebrows frowned slightly in the next moment, and there were signs of deepening.

"How did you lose?"

That tone was calm and filled with uncontainable surprise.

Su Yaoyao secretly rolled her eyes, thinking that since you were curious, why didn't you look at the screen at that time, and asked her to repeat.

"In the end, you only have Wan'er left, and the first show and the third show are not dead."

"..." Mu Zhoujie was silent for two seconds.

"To be specific, it's only a little short. If the gap is really not big, you might be able to win that kind if you get to the second level of Shield Mountain." Su Yaoyao expressed deep regret for this.

Seeing Mu Zhoujie's suspicious appearance, Su Yaoyao wanted to laugh, but she held back.

She pursed her lips and touched the top of his head: "It's great not to cry."

Mu Zhoujie, who was suddenly patted to comfort him, had 1 question marks on his forehead.

His head was, touched?

Subconsciously, he stood up abruptly, with a bit of anger mixed with his expressionless face.

That appearance is really scary to look at.

But Su Yaoyao was not frightened: "What's the matter? I comforted you, but you wanted to beat me up? You villain who will repay your kindness."

"..." The corners of Mu Zhoujie's pursed lips were a little cracked.

Where the hell did this come from?
(End of this chapter)

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