The 10,000Th Person in Starcraft Suspected That After Seeing the Barrage

Next book: "A strange global recovery?" I'll light incense and ask the Yin soldiers to suppress it! —— As soon as Jiang Mo opened his eyes, the floating screen was filled with spoiler comments: [Laughing, this holy lady deserves to die suddenly to make room for the heroine! [The male protagonist's military medal for winning the joint entrance examination is half of your ashes~] Only then did Jiang Mo understand the attributes of his role in the novel—— The male protagonist's exclusive money bag when he is down and out; The only scapegoat in the championship team; It was only after his death that he was certified as a "good teammate who touched the stars". Jiang Mo slapped the male protagonist's face with his request to quit the team with his backhand: "Do you want this blessing?" On the day it was learned that she had withdrawn from the potential championship team, the school forum exploded: "Mecha auxiliary to single soldier type? The future of self-destruction is real! "The truth behind "Vampire Cuscuta"'s withdrawal from the team: Confession cannot destroy the whole team, he is extremely selfish! "There is no live broadcast of this team on the official website: 3 hours deadline, still 0~" Everyone was waiting to see her joke, but—— Jiang Mo tricked people into forming a team, and suddenly a lazily young boy's voice came from the corner: "Form a team?" The silver-haired boy stood up lazily, the collar of his military uniform was crooked to his collarbone, and his name was scrawled on his breastplate. The barrage is boiling: [Damn it, it's the big boss in the later stage! [Why did this crazy batch appear early? ! Jiang Mo:? Jiang Mo signed up for the league, and the team was picked off—— The young upstart who spends hundreds of thousands of kryptons but still fails the exam, the real daughter who has a bad temper and is at the bottom of the family reputation, and the underachiever who trains the most but keeps deteriorating. And... Can't find this person's beautiful silver hair? The audience was stunned and asked, "Where did you get these weird things?" Until the day of the simulation competition, all the ridicule stopped abruptly—— Jiang Mo carried a modified mecha and blasted open the energy bank, the young master was crazy and skillful in sweeping goods, and the real daughter went on a rampage and dismantled the gatekeeper robot with her bare hands. While other teams were still searching the map, they had already built a fortress. Jiang Mo, whose face was covered with Zerg blood, raised his hand and continued to bombard the spacecraft ahead. The young man behind him couldn't sit still and took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from her face: "That's a friendly force!" "..." The girl stood innocently, "I thought they were also here to deliver supplies." The male protagonist of the original text who was burned to a crisp:? ? ? The barrage scrolls crazily: ? ? ? Doesn't it mean that the setting is useless? This is clearly the God of War per capita! ! ! [Who is this person carrying particle cannons to bombard the spacecraft? No, what about the sickly Dodder Flower? ! [Sister is so handsome, sister hits me, steps on me, kisses me. When the "mediocre" team reached the Central Galaxy finals. Teammates who used to have higher eyesight stopped Jiang Mo: "We were wrong..." Jiang Mo raised his hand, and the four people in the back seat all raised the optical brain payment code: "Event coaching, 100,000 per minute." Reading Guide 1. HE/Su Shuang slaps him in the face; 2. The female protagonist focuses on her career, while the male protagonist is self-defeating; 3. All members of the team have grown up, and the daily grinding and fighting are intense. Pre-released article: "A strange global recovery?" I'll light incense and ask the Yin soldiers to suppress it! Copywriting: [Chinese style horror dimension reduction crushing + life and death battle in the arena + folk ghost ghost copy flow] "Do ghosts from the East deserve to be called scary?" Su Yan, who graduated from the "Folklore Research Institute", opened his eyes and saw the red doll being torn to pieces by the rip girl. She is the last awakened person in China. A hundred years ago, twelve monsters came and humans were forced to sign a contract with the ghosts. The Western Awakeners manipulated the Banshee and Bloody Mary, opened the Necronomicon and swept across the stars, while China—— Civilization is broken, the awakened ones are withering, and they will soon become the nourishment of the arena. Su Yan picked up the red doll and sighed, "It is unlucky for the bride to see blood." In an instant, the doll in red turned into a newlywed bride, with a phoenix crown and a garland, and the music of joy. The red thread flew in its hand, sewing the gaping woman's bloody mouth into a twisted "" character. "Now, it's auspicious." Su Yan commented while looking at the masterpiece. There was silence. Thousands of miles away, the abandoned City God's Temple sensed the Chinese bloodline, and a red lantern lit up at the door. Soon, the awakened people in the West understood what "Chinese-style horrific dimensionality reduction strikes" meant - As soon as SS-class Bloody Mary climbed out of the mirror, she was grabbed by the night watchman's chain and dragged into the Judge's Palace; The SSS-level Western evil spirit walked onto the Naihe Bridge, and Meng Po smiled and handed over a bowl of Meng Po soup with "more sugar", directly cleared the contract, and instigated rebellion to become a Chinese migrant worker; The Western Awakener controlled the Night Parade of Hundreds of Ghosts and crashed into the gate of hell. He looked at the evil spirits who stirred the oil pot and held up their tongues and forks and greeted them warmly: "Next please!" Western Awakener: "………………" —— Later, twelve ghosts were threatened and joined forces to kill the Chinese bloodline. Su Yan lit three sticks of corpse oil incense and unfolded the "Fengdu Ghost Scroll": "Three sticks of incense are gone, and the road to hell is revealed." "Gentlemen, let's take a trip to the hell on earth." The clear sky was stained with blood, and the ancient palace descended suddenly, covering the land of China. A plaque hangs high on the palace gate: "Five Thousand Years of Fierce Ghost Training Base." "Welcome." The sky was filled with dark coins, and Su Yan chuckled: "Now, it's up to China... To set the rules." Purpose: A life of active hard work