One thousand seven hundred and eighty-eight
Coco tilted his head and looked at Bo Jiu.
Little Spades must have found a problem.
But why is there no emotion on my face?
Just sitting there, smiling at the corner of his mouth, watching the captain operating the characters in the game,
Occasionally I heard the conversation between the two people.
"What is this guy's ultimate move?"
"He can seduce people, and he can have a tank."
"That's the blood is very thick?"
"Yeah."
"If you don't kill him, you still have to find a soft persimmon to squeeze it."
The last sentence was said by the captain, his voice was faint, and he was completely taught on-site.
Little Spade was holding his chin there, and he was really unconscionable when he agreed: "Well, look for soft persimmons!"
coco:………………… These two people are really….
The sadness in Coco's heart was not shown, and it was diluted by this shameless scene.
However, Rao Rong, who was in the middle, paused his eyes, switched to the mini map to enlarge, and he would also see the wild area.
Because he was going to laid against the enemy, he did not take a closer look at Qin Mo's operations.
There is only one thing, which is obviously that Qin Mo's speed of brushing wilds was so slow that Rao Rong paused his fingers.
Anyone who plays assassin in any profession should have already cleared all the wild monsters in their own wild area.
Not to mention Qin Mo, he is faster than everyone else in the wild.
Not only because of the movement, but also because he knows the interval between each wild monster and the duration of skill recovery, and how to flexibly cooperate and use it, only he can do it in the entire circle.
The most valuable players are never just talking about it casually.
When he is practicing wild, he can use his skills to walk.
When you play this game, you know that economy determines equipment, and equipment determines your damage.
Whoever gets the money the fastest will have higher damage, so that he can get one set of skills to kill the opponent in seconds during the battle.
Therefore, time is particularly important in this game.
Now, although Qin Mo's jungle brushing speed is faster than that of ordinary players, at this level, he is not even one-tenth of his strength before, and even his positioning is a bit erratic.
Perhaps his instinct would not make him degenerate into a novice who wouldn't even use a mouse, but obviously, he had forgotten the jungler's consciousness.
What should the assassin do at this time?
He didn't know.
Consciousness sounds mysterious.
Everyone and everyone have different junglers.
Little Spades are also junglers. Both of them are very powerful. They don’t grow up everywhere, but they give people a different feeling.
There is a saying that assassin beats not to see who wants to live, but to be aware.
If you have a good awareness, even if you are facing the overall situation, you can rely on command and fight, and the assassin will lead the rhythm to win.
If you have a bad consciousness, you cannot kill someone and you will be beaten.
Especially high-end games like this.
As soon as Rao Rong's thought fell, a figure suddenly appeared in the wild area river.
It's the other party's assassin!
He paused his finger, originally thinking of going over and supporting him immediately.
A good mid laner will be linked to mid-seasons.
What's more, Rao Rong, known as the group control.
But, he seemed to remember something.
He did not move, but stopped there, his eyes looked at the position of the white clothes, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.
Qin Mo, let me see if you still know what you have to do as a jungle assassin.
Chapter completed!