League of Legends God-level Summoner

"Miss? Why are you back..." Pudding's face was full of consternation and panic. At the moment of Brogrand's death, his only daughter, Bobby, who was originally practising at the War Academy, was wrong at this time. Ran back. One Novel≦＜≤≦﹤﹤﹤≤﹤≤＜﹤≤≦﹤≦

"Oh, the practice of the War Academy is too boring and cumbersome, so I took a fake and came back to be lazy for a few days. How about the old immortality?" Bobby said casually, as if she was not referring to her father. But an insignificant passerby.

No, it's a bit worse than the attitude of passers-by, at least no one would use such an insulting term as old undead to passers-by who don't know.

"Master..." Pudding hesitated.

"Is he dead?" Bobby grabbed the sledgehammer in his hand impatiently.

"Hmm..." Pudding turned away and said in a low voice.

Bobby's petite body trembled suddenly, she looked at Pudding, and there were still a few tears on Pudding's face, obviously not in disguise.

And Pudding is no better than her. In Pudding's mind, Brogland is an indefeasible existence. Pudding cannot fabricate Brogland's death for no reason.

It seemed that the old guy who hated her was finally dead.

"Is that so." Poppy just responded casually, but there was no ups and downs on his face.

It's as if the dead person is not at all random like her dad.

"You are going too far, right?" 6 Chuan said at this time.

In the game, 6 Chuan likes a character like Bobby, perhaps because her small body can resist a huge hammer, maybe there is some belief driving her behind it?

But Bobby in this Valorland 6 is as hard-hearted, even if he learns of his father's death, he is still calm.

"Who are you? How am I to do with you?" Bobby glanced at Liu Chuan displeasedly, and said, "What? Do you want to fight?"

Fearing that Liu Chuan would fight with Poppy, Pudding hurriedly pulled Liu Chuan's sleeve behind him and said softly to Liu Chuan, "The conflict between the lady and the master has not been resolved, so I have a bit of resentment towards the master, but the lady is not that. Such a cold-blooded and ruthless person, please don't mind the adults."

"Humph." 6 Chuan snorted, no longer worrying about Bobby, but turned to look at Pudding and said, "You are at home to heal your wounds, I will go to the Demacia Mountains to search now, maybe if you are lucky, I can still run into that guy, and I will avenge you."

After a pause, Liu Chuan said slowly, "If you wait for Demacia to send someone over to pick you up into the palace, don't go there. If they push you tight, you say I didn't let you go. They will naturally not stop you then."

Pudding is now seriously injured and needs to stay in bed. At this time, if he is tossed and tossed by the soldiers on the Demacia side, I am afraid he will not live long.

Although this little girl didn't deal with him in the beginning, her pure and clear heart touched Liu Chuan.

Just as 6 Chuan was about to walk out of the door, Bobby put the sledgehammer across the door.

"Hey, take me one."

Chu Chuan just glanced at Bobby faintly, removed her sledgehammer, and walked out of the door.

"Are you scorning me?" Bobby asked behind 6 Chuan.

6 Chuan paused, "A person who doesn't care about his father's life or death is not worth my time to waste time talking nonsense with her."

Let's talk~www.readwn.com~ Chuan never stayed anymore, opened up the wind, and headed towards the Demacia Mountains.

Bobby looked at Liu Chuan's back, as if making some decision in her heart. After a while, she picked up the sledgehammer and glanced at Pudding, "Where did the old immortal die?"

"In the dense forest on the main road to the east, the man who killed the master fled to the Demacia Mountains." Pudding hurriedly replied.

"Recover well." After leaving a sentence, Bobby picked up the hammer and walked out of the courtyard.

Pudding was startled slightly, and then murmured in a low voice, "Master, you don't have to blame yourself too much. Your daughter doesn't seem to hate you as much as you thought..."

I almost gave up this book because my grades are so bad. I have to sit in front of the computer for four or five shifts every day, but I can’t even pay for a month’s rent, let alone food, but watch. Until you are all waiting eagerly for the update, and feel a little guilty at the end, you should grit your teeth and write it down, but the daily update may not be as much as before. One or two shifts a day, the end is to make a living. After all, people have to eat when they are alive. Only when they are full can they have the strength to write a book. I hope you understand.

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