The national costume of the king's glory is a girl

Chapter 727
A group of fans: "..."

Emmm...

Goddess, don't wear such ah!
Invisible abuse fans, the most deadly, okay! ?

Compared to Heizi just now... All the fans feel that they are no match for the critical hit from the goddess' words.

You said there are four people in a team!
Just mention the captain! ? ? ?
Um! ? ?
Fan: "Goddess! You are too partial! Where did you put our mid laner Zhuge Xiaobai!"

"That's right! I express my dissatisfaction on behalf of ADC Qin Gou! Fight against injustice!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo L L l l l

"Hell is empty, loving dogs are in the world..."

……

Wen Siyue was amused by their words, and even felt much better about playing games.

She thought silently: Brother Jiang, did you see it?

Finally one day, I can also express my love for you in such a fair and honest way.

very nice.

Did you hear that?
……

Wen Siyue was in a good mood during the live broadcast in City A.

And on the other side...

But someone was extremely gloomy and depressed.

The subordinates have never seen such a... face of their own Lord.

It's as if the habitual indifference like snow and non-human fireworks has been suddenly added with a trace of ordinary people's characteristics.

Ordinary people will be angry, happy, sad, and painful.

They always thought that the Lord would not...

however.

Now, looking at the picture of the Lord... the obvious frown.

One by one, it feels like discovering a new world.

However, although they were surprised, they did not dare to look more.

After all, the needle of the lord may kill your life suddenly without your noticing.

So, several subordinates held long knives and stood aside, not daring to take a breath.

Silently waiting for the command of the Lord.

Wen Liu held a cup of tea in his hand.

At this time, the tea, which was still emitting a faint mist, was much colder.

Wen Wen's cup is in hand, but Wen Liu has no intention of drinking it.

Instead, the hand holding the teacup tightened bit by bit.

His fingers were already beautiful.

At this moment, holding the teacup, the joints are distinct, slender like white jade.

Wen Liu looked at the live broadcast room in front of the computer screen.

The thin lips pursed heavily.

That... ring is really too dazzling.

Look at the happy smile flowing across her face.

Suddenly, the teacup in his hand fell apart in his palm.

"My lord! Your hands are bleeding!"

The subordinate quickly reminded.

What happened to their lord?
Distraught?
Wen Liu paused, and Shengxue in Bai Yi glanced lightly at his right hand with an indifferent look.

Sure enough, a gash was cut there, and blood gushed out from the wound.

It contrasted sharply with his fair complexion.

a long time.

Only then did he calmly take his hand back from the broken cup, his tone was light and casual: "It's okay."

"My lord, I'd better bring the medicine box!"

A subordinate said and went to get it.

But Wen Liu stopped him: "It's just a small injury, don't make a fuss. I asked you to investigate, how did the investigation go?"

Another subordinate stepped forward, bent down with a knife in his hand, and respectfully said: "Return to the Lord, the ambassador of the Thirteenth Hall...the body has not been found!"

"No?" Wen Liu frowned slightly, and quickly stretched out: "Speed ​​up, you want to see people when you live, and you want to see corpses when you die."

"Yes! Your lord!"

"Then... what about Mr. Lu? He said please... give him an answer."

(End of this chapter)