National School Prince Is A Girl

The thin nine who had never spoken, held the keyboard with one hand, and the silver shredded hair fluttered with her hand in the game.

Her typing is fast.

Almost no one has waited for these people to come out of the game page.

She has already logged in.

Xue Yaoyao looked at the white face, and from the beginning to the end, the nine halls did not seem to say a word.

Really not.

Even her sisters are black and there is no wave.

That's it.

People will see it.

Such little spades have never been seen before.

I have never seen it before.

Thin nine did not stop talking nonsense, directly opened a match and began to invite people.

She uses a small size and a medium level.

The name of the dog is not interested, just refused.

A message is displayed on the screen: "What? Didn't you say that you are very powerful? I am a fan of Qin Shen, the stage is not high, you dare not fight?"

In order to **** more powder, the dog has already opened the live broadcast.

This news is equivalent to everyone can see.

When the dog looks at the level of the person, he is two paragraphs lower than him, and there is no problem in playing.

There is a whole set of crit attributes on his hand.

What's more, he has always had confidence in his operation, or he will not come to be the anchor.

Since it is coming up to find a face, then he will continue, just to prove his strength.

The dog smiled: "Look, I just killed Qin Dashen once, his fans will not see it, and always say that his quality is good, forget it. As a small anchor, I can only see it. Fighting."

Said, he clicked the consent button, and only found it was 1v1.

However, it doesn't matter, so that he can better abuse each other.

The game is over.

Everyone in the room can hear the sound.

Both Lin Feng and Rao Rong know what Xiao Ji is doing.

Yin had no medicine to smile, and licked the cigarette in his mouth, only said to the other side: "The captain cheers and smashes him."

"The trough, the little spades, this time my brother fully supports you, you kill him once, I will give you a hundred dollars!" Lin Feng, this tone must be out!

Yunhu’s inatimable price increase: “One hundred is too little, one thousand.”

"Put the money into a red envelope." Thin nine while operating the game characters, while turning his head: "Send 10,000."

That is to kill ten times.

Coco stood up and broke into the plush rabbit in his hand.

At the time, Bo Jiu took a side: "Meng Ge, come over, I have something."

“Well?” Qin Mowei’s tail was picked up, his figure stood straight, and he walked over to her side: “What?”

"Look at me." Thin nine vacated a hand and held the person, as if he was afraid that he would not agree, the corner of his mouth was half-bent, and his eyes were filled with emotions.

Qin Mo looked at the man in front of him, and then looked at the hand she was holding on her sleeve, stubborn like a child.

Usually he is very annoying for this little child.

I don't know why.

In the face of this guy.

It will always be soft.

"Not to beat people, watch the game, always look at me, how to fight?" Qin Moshun sat down with the strength of her hand, the breath hit her face, the pair of dice were half black, as if to say, this fool.

The great **** sat next to himself, and the thin nine would not be distracted. This game must be watched by him, otherwise, the hurdle in her heart.

What is the person who used his tricks to laugh at him again?