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The last two words drowned out all the noise around. s.tingfree.

The sounds that had been buzzing in my ears were all far away at this moment.

It was probably because I hadn't seen this group of people together for too long. Even when I reached out to touch them, I would pause in mid-air.

Everyone was watching. Bey was originally going to shake the hand of God Z.

Just like what Fatty said at that time, wherever Little Spade went, he would hold the hand of Little Face Paralysis.

But in the next second.

The bloody hand changed direction, and the fingertips touched the crown. Without any hesitation, he just picked it up and put it on his head.

"Yes."

As the word fell.

Mo Bei's people had already sat on the huge chair, with his left hand on the side of the chair, and drops of blood fell along the snow-white fingertips. His handsome face did not change at all, but his eyes were a little brighter.

It is difficult for people to forget this scene.

Not just because of the eleven figures behind her.

And the way Bey sat there, as if she was endowed with a thin layer of light by time, her childhood appearance was projected over and slowly overlapped.

Finally, countless black feathers flew behind her, burning out the words "Dimeng" from the flames, and those words dispersed into black mist and entangled in the crown on her head.

Then, the game sound effects came, the blood-sucking castle, all levels were broken, the copy was refreshed, and all summoners on the server could regain the crystal fragments. Remember, we are the champions!

Remember, we are the champions.

The crown disappeared.

The projection behind her was gone.

Mo Bei lowered his eyes and looked at the black diamond that appeared in his palm. It was just big and small enough to be melted with her knife.

She stood up and looked at the position just now again.

Because it had passed the level.

Everything was back to where it should be.

The NPC who looked like a butler had not left yet.

Many people were clicking on the game equipment column to see what fragments they would get.

Only Mo Bei did not move.

The NPC seemed to smile, and a line of words appeared above his head.

"Summoners who have obtained special equipment can rewrite the program of this copy according to their own wishes."

In front of the screen, people can see the dialog box that popped up from Mo Bei's side.

She chose to refuse, and everything remained the same.

The NPC also disappeared as if it was atomized.

In the empty spotlight, Mo Bei stood there alone, forming a sharp contrast with the prosperity just now.

Just when people didn't feel the taste, there was a sudden sound.

It was Mo Bei, she was still standing in the same posture as before, like a broken child, unwelcome, elegant and lonely, making people think of only loneliness.

But she turned the scimitar in her hand to one side, and the tip of the knife crossed the ground, with infinite sharpness!

As if the seal was unsealed, something burned in her eyes, churning.

She said: "Refund the copy."

Didi Rui was still in a daze, it was really too handsome, just the one holding the knife just now, so cool and cool, he really could kill him, how did he, Bey God, do it, ah ah ah!

Didi Rui's fixed gaze can easily make someone unhappy.

But someone never gives people a single blow, he likes to slowly torture them.

So, as soon as he quit the game, he sent a PK invitation, which scared Didi Rui so much that his hands trembled, and he almost clicked "Agree"!

Feng Nai squinted at the screen, very dissatisfied, and invited him again.

Reject, must reject, Didi Rui clicked decisively.

Feng Nai raised his hand and typed a line of words slowly: "Brother Rui, I just want to tell you that your words just now echoed. If you live in the same room and broadcast live, it's better for one of you to mute the microphone."

After typing, he sent another message to Neptune: "Are you right, Brother Xing?"

This operation.

Both live broadcast rooms exploded!

Didi Rui was simply pressed to the ground to play, and he also took Neptune with him, and he could never go back!

Lao K is really poisonous!

He is so fucking inhuman!

Feng Nai felt no guilt at all. He listened to the person on the screen desperately explaining the straight and curved issues. He supported his chin with one hand and looked at Mo Bei... (The e-sports god has a crush on me..151151065)--( The e-sports god has a crush on me)