The eSports King’s Crush

Chapter 1526 Does she still like it?

But in the next second.

The light under the ground level caused a momentary pause in the live broadcast room.

Everything is like the pause button has been pressed.

Only the slight shock from the screen is still there.

That scene was directly printed in everyone's eyes, and even the pupils were dangling.

Is king.

He is standing behind bey.

The figures of the two people are almost overlapped, one holding the other's hand, and the blade light that he waved down, seems to be able to split all the haze and darkness on this land.

They didn't understand before, as a professional player.

Regardless of it, King used retirement to exert pressure, but because Bey's hand was injured, people thought she was not suitable to play again.

He was angry and said, if you want to withdraw, he also withdraws.

Now they seem to understand.

King never ignored it.

But the person named bey, even if her hand hurts, she is still better than many people.

But no one believes it anymore.

The only one who believes.

He is holding her hand and fighting with her.

Do not abandon, do not give up.

They have said it countless times before.

But now I think of it.

It turned out that they had abandoned her before God Bey had given up.

At that moment, the emotions that filled my chest were complicated.

They have never spoken against each other, but from the bottom of their hearts they also feel that Bey God is not suitable for going to Milan.

That person seems to have known it a long time ago.

After beheading everything, she only closed the scimitar to her waist, then raised her eyes to look at King.

Yes.

How could Mo Bei not know what her situation was like.

For her.

There is only one law of survival.

Her world has long been completely black.

It was too dark, so when I saw the person named Feng Nai, I wanted to look at it for a while.

That way, she won't forget what her original intention was.

"Bey god!"

"That is?!"

"Left Realm!?"

"No, it's not very similar! And it's impossible!"

"It's impossible, but it's so handsome, **** it!"

"It's handsome, the blade is bloody, and the hatred value of those bats has been weakened by half."

In the game, people who look closer will feel even more shocked.

Di Di Rui's gaze fell over.

Bats have a tendency to disperse.

It's all because of that figure.

The live broadcast room is relatively peaceful.

After all, I look at people who like games, as well as room control reviews.

Other places are not so good.

"I am drunk if I don't train to play a copy."

"I also bullied people with a trumpet, thinking I was quite bullish."

"Xiu Enai does have a hand, isn't it about to retire? I will retire soon. I don't want to see the topic of the two of them anymore."

"I ask every day, stinking bey, do you know you are wrong."

"Obviously I don't know, I went to brush the dungeon, or I have brushed the big spades before.

Di Di Rui can see these. After all, he does live broadcasts with two mobile phones, plus a laptop and a desktop computer.

He can't describe how he feels.

These ids are even under another topic, saying that they support bey and support the Imperial League.

So this is like it?

Di Di Rui's first reaction was to look at the figure.

She knew all of this.

How could it not be clear to heart.

Last year, she had already left once.

Those who want to win can only leave and come back again.

Does she... still like it?

About playing games?

Di Di Rui stood here, inexplicably uncomfortable.

This is no other place.

Everyone in Area A knows.

This is the place where the spades z wore the little facial paralysis with his glowing eyes.

What do you guys say are beyond your ability.

"roll!"

(End of this chapter)