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Lu Fei and song Zhiye are stunned to see Xu Qingdu fall down, and no one helps him.

When song Zhiye bent down to stretch out his hand, Xu Qingdu, who had recovered his strength, stood up.

There is no air leakage in the base. It is very warm. Xu Qingdu only wears a thin shirt. The place he just hit is burning with pain.

He stood up with his head down, sighed in his heart, and slowly raised his head to look at the prospect of Lu Fei's shoulder hooped from behind.

Looking forward to the eyes or lingering anger, as if Xu Qingdu just fell that did not let him out of anger.

Xu Qingdu stood upright, and his body was a few centimeters higher than that of the prospect. He patted the ashes on his body, raised his wrist and walked towards the prospect.

Song Zhiye thought he was going to make a prospect, so he grabbed his wrist.

Xu Qingdu was unprepared. He pulled him and cried softly. He frowned with pain.

Song Zhiye was stunned at the moment when he grasped his wrist. Is this xqd with thin arms and legs really expelled from the legendary fight? Like a chicken with thin arms and legs?

"Why?" Xu Qingdu gently moved his wrist, broke his wrist, laughed at him, cunningly tilted his head, blinked his eyes and said to him, "I'm not going to do it! Just to remind you, ten minutes is coming. Aren't you ready to continue playing? "

Xu Qingdu dragged his chair over and squeezed in between Song Zhiye and Wang Jing.

"Oh, yes." Xu Qingdu wiped his headphones and looked at the computer screen. "I, you know, was driven out by queen before and said it was because of a fight. So, don't try to fight with me. No matter what you say this time, I will not leave pol. I have signed it for ten years according to the contract of regular members of the first team of pol, so long as I don't violate the discipline, and I can still In the next ten years, we still have to go on together. "

Looking forward to scold a dirty word, kick a foot on the table, Xu Qingdu turned a blind eye.

Song Zhiye looks at Xu Qingdu in silence. For a moment, he thinks he is back to the scene where they talked at the bar door the night before.

Is Xu Qingdu so mean? Is it his deliberate pretence or his nature?

Song Zhiye takes a look at the time on his mobile phone, gently pushes his outlook, and raises his chin to signal him to go back.

Xu took a deep look at his position.

"This game, let's change the formation." Song Zhiye changed roles and said in the team's voice: "Pluto and hope will change, and we'll switch back after the end of this game. We'll use which formation to prepare for the national games according to which formation is better."

Xu Qingdu chuckled and chose the prophet decisively.

This game started very soon. Wang Xiang was in a state of fire. He was absent-minded when he followed Lu Fei. He was almost killed by undead several times. Song Zhiye shot him and froze the action for several seconds.

"Look forward! What are you doing? "

In the competition, song Zhiye was very strict, because it was a training match, and he directly scolded.

"Come back later and see for yourself what you're doing! It's a game

Looking forward to know his own fault, bite teeth and turn to keep up with Lufei.

When he was scolded by song Zhiye, several messages suddenly appeared on the screen.

Sora DR was hit by Pol Pluto.

Sora one is hit by Pol Pluto.

Sora DR is hit again by Pol Pluto.

Sora one is hit again by Pol Pluto.

Finally, both Longjiang and Longhai were killed by Xu Qingdu.