Don't mess with me, the bastard of the glory of the king

Chapter 171 Oops, slippery

In fact, Shi Lian had long expected that he would come back after playing wild.

When preparing the interface before, there were couple certification marks behind the ids of the opposing jungler and mid laner.

People who play jungler always have a kind of mentality. I am the best dick in the world. If CP is killed, if he doesn't come to take revenge, he won't be called a man.

Li Yuanfang came here with the lofty ambition to win first blood.

He moved first, then marked Diao Chan with a dart, and then held her back with a big blow, and then used up his second skill to take down her in one fell swoop!
With such thoughts in her mind, Li Yuanfang naturally did so.

But the result was not as he expected.

Diao Chan is like a snake, all skills are used to the extreme.

Just when Li Yuanfang released the big one and Diao Chan's blood flowed down, the sound of Christmas Eve sounded.

At the most critical moment, Diao Chan reached the fourth level.

Li Yuanfang ran away in panic, but it was too late, she only struggled a bit, and then her head was taken away.

Chen Ruan, who came to the rescue from a few miles away, felt very lonely, and he began to lose his composure.

"Have you been playing for a long time? It's pretty good."

Shi Lian clicked back to the city and looked at the current economy. She was first, Xia Lang was second, assistants were last, and Chen Ruan was second last.

Shi Lian didn't answer his question, and pointed to the financial statement to show him. "Can you still do it, the jungler actually has a bottom line, does it make sense?"

Chen Ruan was a bit embarrassed, but what Shi Lian said was the truth, and he couldn't refute loudly, so he muttered like a little daughter-in-law: "You let me grow up slowly."

However, Chen Ruan failed to develop slowly, and Xia Lang was invincible in the bottom lane and support, and had already pushed to the opponent's crystal.

After Shi Lian took the heads of the two of them, it was as if he had cheated.

After half a minute, two heads were collected, and in just three to four minutes, seven or eight heads had already been taken.

Those with a high economy can basically walk sideways, shivering on the other side.

After the jungler made a detour, he was just about to sneak attack, but Xia Lang manipulated the eldest lady to turn around and take away the head with two shots.

"Fuck! I've been squatting for a fucking minute without moving, how do you know I'm in this haystack?"

Li Yuanfang angrily typed a line, Xia Lang smiled viciously, and replied, "The sixth sense."

The opponent was furious.

Chen Ruan didn't get a single kill in the game, they were all assists, and he was killed twice.

Holding his breath, he bumped against Xia Lang's knee, "Hey, you let me kill myself, I'm a jungler, not a support!"

Distracted, Xia Lang turned to look at him, tapped the screen twice, and took another head away.

Fuck, this is fucking blind typing! ! !

Chen Ruan was shocked by this wave of coquettish operations.

Xia Lang twisted his neck and gave him a smirk: "Brother Calling, I'll let you."

Chen Ruan refused without thinking, "I don't!"

"Then just be greedy." Xia Lang didn't condone the kid at all, and even deliberately chose to harvest heads in front of him, just not letting him snatch them.

Chen Ruan jumped up anxiously, Shi Lian also teased him: "Come over to my side, I'll let you alone, you call me Sister Sheng."

Chen Ruan could tell that the two of them just wanted to use him for entertainment.

Isn't it just a broken game, he doesn't care!

Thinking this way in his heart, but his movements were nimble, watching Shi Lian beat the opponent's shooter to the blemishes, he jumped over and wanted to take the head.

A shot was inserted obliquely from the side, and the shooter was taken away.

Xia Lang smiled awkwardly: "Oh, my hands are slippery."

"Slip your sister!" Chen Ruan threw down the phone angrily and strangled his neck.

Xia Lang was injured, and in normal times, with his small body, it was as easy as carrying a chicken.

Now he has to hide a little bit, his old waist can't stand the second toss.

(End of this chapter)