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One thousand seven hundred and thirty

The game sounds sounded.
Qin Mo felt that some people were thick-skinned and quite popular for the first time.
However, it's easy to understand.
Of course, the domestic prey will become more and more pleasing to you.
At this time, Bo Jiu had already entered the page and directly selected the characters.
She used a small trumpet, and the level was not eye-catching.
But that name... Qin Mo looked at it and raised his eyebrows: "Is Qin Xiaoshu my family?"
Bo Jiu's scalp is slightly numb: "Brother Mo, don't care about these details."
"How could it be? After all, you are the financial owner." Qin Mo said, leaning over and biting her ear.
Bo Jiu trembled, and his ear tips turned red.
Qin Mo was satisfied with his eyes and his eyes returned to the screen: "Someone is talking on it."
Bo Jiu also saw that he was alone in snatching the jungle position.
She didn't let it go.
The man was obviously unhappy and didn't change it, just consuming it.
Playing games with a temper is definitely not conducive to exhibition.
Bo Jiu also knew it, so he didn't say much, and it was common sense to transfer money first and then arrest people.
But my teammates were still talking: "The one who plays assassin in the same team, look at my level and then look at yours. Can't you tell me that I'm two levels higher than you? I still insist on snatching me. I tell you, you'd better not to cheat. If you cheat, complain to you when you go out."
Qin Mo's eyes sank as he listened to the words coming from his phone. From the beginning, he was not interested, to the point where he only locked his eyes: "What is he doing?"
Hearing this, Bo Jiu realized that the great god had really lost his memory, just like a newcomer.
"When you are browsing wild, assassins need to browse wild monsters to increase their economy, otherwise they will not be able to breed them. Every assassin has to find a way to reach level 4 as soon as possible. The most effective way is to browse wild."
Hearing this, Qin Mo smiled and reached out to change her walking route.
"What?" Bo Jiu was a little confused. What is the great god doing?
Qin Mo clicked on the screen: "I'll play."
"You can fight?" Bo Jiu's eyes showed surprise.
Qin Mo's voice was faint: "No, I saw what you did just now. There is a button that can directly jungle."
That's right.
But...Bo Jiu looked at the great god who stood in the grass of Lanbaba, who was motionless and waiting for others to sweep the wild. What is he doing?
Soon, Bo Jiu understood the great god's intention.
Because the voice of the jungler teammate on their side rang again: "Damn, I've been playing Lan for a long time!"
Next.
The man appeared, whether it was blue, red, or any little monster, and he would be accurately snatched away at the last time and completely scolded him on the other end.
Bo Jiu saw the great god, his backbone raised his fingers slightly, turned off the voice button above, and continued to do his own job of robbing the field.
"I'm hanging up! Damn!" This time it was typing.
The teammates were helpless and thought about letting those in the high-level team fight well.
The man shouted and divided it into three pieces of news: "I told that little secretary Qin not to steal my wilderness, I will go out! Just move like that, besides robbing my wilderness, what else can I do? If I come, I can kill him."
Bo Jiu glanced at him, took his cell phone, and pressed a few words back: "Don't want to come out? Then don't come out."
After saying that, she operated the game characters in her hand, and swept towards the opposite wild area like the cold wind.
While the clothes were floating, the sword was shining with white light.
"The rhythm of dying." The assassin's words fell.
Chapter completed!
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