The fast-wearing host turned black again today

Chapter 213 Bailian Substitute VS Mind-reading E-sports Milk Dog (6)

"Fuck, old corpse, what a mess, the regiment has been wiped out!"

Because the mid laner gave up struggling and Crystal was pushed, Miao Weijun almost scolded her.

This crap, every time he hears something to eat, he turns into a beast!
He simply stopped playing and ran to join in the fun.

——Ah ah ah ah my devil (devil) male god appeared on the scene!
——Kneeling and licking the face value of the male god!
——The handsome Su is so good ... Ah ah ah, the blood bars are empty!

——Hanhan, stay away from the camera, you are blocking my devil male god!
Five people rarely fit together in the live broadcast.

Because of Si Mo's appearance, the number of people in Qin Yuhan's live broadcast room exceeded 200 million in an instant.

Si Mo, whose English name is devil, possesses god-like skills as well as god-like looks.

He is the one with the most fans in rts, but he seldom broadcasts live, even if he broadcasts live, he shows his hands but does not show his face, but even with his hands, it is the existence that makes people lick the screen, and the welfare of fans is controlled by hands.

In particular, the cinnabar mole on the back of the hand near the little finger has made countless merchants want to use these hands as hand models, but unfortunately, the male god refused.

If you want to say that the only shortcoming of the male god is that he is a bit taciturn, and he is still a standard foodie!
But even so, there are still a large number of fans who fall in love with his skills and appearance, and Weibo fans can even be compared with first-line fresh meat stars.

While the fans were excited, the SOLO competition started.

Qin Yuhan didn't choose the jungler profession he was good at. Qin Yuhan chose a fighter, who can resist and has output.

On the other hand, Runaway Lori chose a mid laner, a career with high output and high burst, but is extremely crispy and very particular about manipulation.

"This time I see you are not dead!"

Showing a sinister smile, Qin Yuhan rushed directly to the opponent's face after eating the pawn line. Because he was not an ADC, the output of the mid laner was limited in the early stage, and he was quickly killed by him, and he still died twice in a row.

The tower was soon pushed one over.

The other party wasn't in a hurry, and just spent it slowly. Although he lost a tower, he was very good at A and was not far behind Qin Yuhan in terms of economy.

Soon, Qin Yuhan pushed to the opponent's crystal tower, and victory was in sight.

"Tonight's supper is settled!"

Before he finished speaking, the other party killed him after he was resurrected by pushing the crystal tower and being hit by the tower.

"Don't worry...he can't win, hold!"

With trembling hands, Qin Yuhan pretended to be calm.

Just waiting for the resurrection time, the opponent has pushed to his crystal tower, and the economy is equal to him.

When he was resurrected and the opponent faced A, the opponent's showmanship appeared again, avoiding his fatal blow by moving, and took him away with a wave of explosive skills from the surrounding soldiers.

Afterwards, the crystal tower exploded, and Qin Yuhan lost!
——6666, this little brother's operation can compete with Mo Shen!
——Hahaha, Hanhan lost so badly!
——Hahaha, I guess this month's salary has not been settled!

——Kneel and lick my male god, devil, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!
Before Qin Yuhan could recover from the blow of losing the game, Runaway Lori chatted with him in private, just two words, give me money!

"Shame."

After leaving these words with an indifferent expression, Si Mo drifted away.

"This guy has amazing skills, and he seems to be an all-around player..."

Shu Heng murmured.

"Hey... the old corpse will take revenge on me!"

Qin Yuhan cried and grabbed Si Mo's trouser legs.

Since the opponent is good at mid laner, then he will let Si Mo play. He doesn't believe it, the strongest mid laner in the world can't beat that wretch!

Regardless, he must save face today.

"NO."

With a look of disgust on his face, Simo tugged at his hand that was holding onto his trouser leg.

“A Seafood Meal!”

Qin Yuhan gritted his teeth.

"make a deal."

Si Mo, who changed his mind in seconds, quickly sat on the gaming chair.

(End of this chapter)