The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

With the fierce drum sound in the game, the PK in the game is triggered.

Ye Yang's arrogance is not without reason. The two boys who played in the league quickly gave instructions and proceeded in an orderly manner, gradually surrounding Qi Xia's role.

An Xiaxia used stealth for the first time, holding a small dagger and hiding in the dark.

Qi Yanxi moved to cover her. The two men set off with their hands and quickly fainted Ye Yang alone.

The reaction of Teacher Tang and Teacher Bai was also terrible and scary. Tang Yijun rushed over with an axe, Bai Ziyue cursed the man, and Sheng Yize was even without a teacher, and lost two skills.

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Player No. 1 had cannon fodder and fell to his knees.

"Don't panic! Don't mess! Kill the nurse first!" Ye Yang's conductor muttered loudly, and then screamed again, "Look, the other piano master is up against the sky!"

His number has been put in a series of negative states, all of which are the skills of a luthier.

Relying on his speed, he took two steps back, but after all, he was taken away by a wave of fire.

Looking at his computer screen that was grayed out, the boy was in tears.

He's been a good player in the league! Why was he killed by the opponent ’s musician?

And that violinist is still a novice, less than five minutes!

Huh!

Is this the gap between genius and ordinary people?

His heart was so wiped with tears, he pinned his hopes on the other three teammates.

However, it turns out that ... I hope God ’s horse is not better ...

Sheng Yize's long fingers typed a few lines of words, sent out each person's coordinate points, and then, like catching a duck, surrounded the three people who were lingering and dying, and others lost control skills in turn. Far away from the big move.

After a long time, someone asked Ye Yang High School what was the biggest feeling on that day.

Five people asked faintly: Have you ever experienced despair?

Yes, at the time, five people were really desperate.

Looking at the meteorite starbursts and the gorgeous special effects of ice and rain, as well as the blood-red numbers of their characters, the three of them struggled to death, but they all fell to their knees unexpectedly.

Everyone at Ye Yang looked at the computer screen, and everyone was unwilling to believe this cruel reality.

"You lost." Qing Ling sounded like a mountain spring.

"Woohoo ... we lost again ..."

"Ignore me and keep me quiet."

"Who is Jingjing? Who is Jingjing?"

"Go! Don't talk to me!"

Several people in Ye Yang wailed, praying to Xia cheering.

Tang Yijun pushed the keyboard, and smiled in secret: "Mr. Bai, you are really old."

Bai Ziyue stared at him: "Don't you say that you have already played the game? Seeing your operation and consciousness, do you often play?"

"This is not to accompany a sweetheart who plays a trumpet every day ..." Tang Yijun laughed, and if there was no dark light, entangled in Bai Ziyue.

Bai Ziyue blushed: "Who is your sweetheart! There is nothing serious about being a teacher!"

An Xiaxia approached Sheng Yize and admired her face: "Sheng Yi Ze, why are you so powerful? It will be just a few minutes?"

Qi Yanxi unhappyly pulled her head away from Sheng Yize: "Bright daylight, can you pay attention to the impact. Also, Xiaosha Xia, do you really believe he won't play games?"

"Ah?" An Xiaxia was surprised, but Sheng Yize said coldly, "Who are you stupid?"