The male god of e-sports is a girl

Chapter 138 Cultivate a Revolutionary Friendship

After having no worries about the future, the mood of Take Me to Hell became very good.

"What?" Song Ci turned on the microphone and asked aloud.

Because he didn't wear headphones, Song Ci turned on the computer's sound.

"We're going to do a copy of the tenth level." As the host, Xiao Lika is of course responsible for enlivening the atmosphere, but this time she really didn't say anything, and the popularity of the live broadcast room has exploded.

"Fuck, this voice is so fucking su!"

"As a man, to hear a man's voice being electrocuted is simply amazing."

"Wow, Kaka, it turns out that the Great God's voice is so beautiful. If you don't believe me, I'm going to become a floating powder. Don't pull me."

"It's a pity that the master is not in the live broadcast circle, and I probably won't be able to hear it again in the future."

"Wall Crack asked the master to start a live broadcast, we will definitely support it immediately!"

Mo Xiaoli looked at the barrage that was swiping the screen quickly, and wanted to look up at the sky.

Sure enough, they were all fake fans.

She promised to be her lifelong fan, but in the end, she turned around and wanted to follow a man who had never shown her face and only heard three words!

The corners of Mo Xiaoli's mouth twitched when he saw the comments in the barrage that asked her to suggest Fu Sheng Jin to start a live broadcast.

She is not familiar with the Great God, anyway, let's play a game together first, and cultivate some revolutionary friendship before it's too late.

Therefore, Mo Xiaoli firmly ignored those bullet screens.

Teammates don't look at other people's levels, so Song Ci guessed that the others should not have reached level fifteen.

Moreover, now that she has joined the team, and there is an anchor in the talk about taking me to hell, Song Ci naturally has no objections.

"Okay." Song Ci said concisely, and after he finished speaking, he was completely ready to listen to the team's command.

"Then Fushengjin, you come to the tenth-level dungeon first." Xiao Lika and the others are already at the entrance of the dungeon. They were planning to fight directly, but Fushengjin joined the team halfway. Now they are waiting at the dungeon entrance. for a while.

"Okay." After Song Ci said another simple word, he began to run around.

Now she is looking forward to it, hoping that the egg can hatch a mount.

Don't be too powerful, she is very satisfied with a simple mount.

However, Song Ci looked at the egg that was hatching in the backpack. It would take years and months for the egg to hatch.

About 10 minutes later, Song Ci controlled the game characters and ran to the door of the tenth-level copy.

During this period, in the team voice, the anchor Xiao Lika and Take Me to Hell were chatting with other people in the team.

After Song Ci arrived, everyone entered the copy.

After entering the dungeon, Fu Shengjin asked, "How do I arrange it?"

And when they are not allowed to play the dungeon, they will discuss it before entering the dungeon, but the current team, because there is an anchor in it, Song Ci is going to cooperate, so that people can have a live broadcast effect.

However, Mo Xiaoli was also in a daze.

She had only played level [-] dungeons, and she was already level [-] at the time, so the level [-] dungeons passed very easily.

There are no tactics and arrangements at all.

"I don't know, God, you can arrange it." Mo Xiaoli said immediately.

"This, it's not very good." Song Ci thought of the identity of the other anchor, and felt that the anchor should not be the one who arranged the tactics, so why let her come.

"It's okay, we trust the Great God." Mo Xiaoli said firmly.

Song Ci is speechless, believe in a woolen thread.

However, since the other party has said so, it would be unreasonable not to agree.

So Song Ci still accepted the request.

"Then, listen to my arrangement..."

(End of this chapter)