One thousand eight hundred and twelve(2/2)
Unexpectedly, it was not only the little spades that came.
Even Mr. Qin is back!
At this moment, the stone hanging in Feng Yi's heart fell down.
Over the years, all he owed was to give him a game like this.
Because there are other people in the team, he has to consider it every time.
It is obvious that they should be famous in international competitions, but because of the team itself, they cannot go to a larger place to compete.
If you really want to talk about implication.
In fact, it was the Emperor Alliance that implicated Qin Mo.
It is not like Nan Xiang, with a reserve force that can be used, and even has good prerequisites.
If he had gone to Hunan, his divine operation would have long been known to the world.
The Imperial Alliance is too new and there is always no good team member to find, so even fewer people can cooperate with Qin Mo.
In every game, he is MVP, whether it is a headwind or a good wind.
But in the end, the Imperial Alliance did not even have the qualifications to go out of the frontier.
This is a portrayal of the previous Emperor Alliance.
However, the team with the highest score is completely gone because they did not advance.
Even so, when all the major teams came to dig him, he still did not leave, and went from being a rushing assassin who had no trace to a team-controller standing under the tower.
These are all sacrifices he made for the Emperor Alliance.
Fortunately, this year is different.
Feng Yi was once again grateful that with the existence of Little Spade, she not only found Mr. Qin back, but also the game...
Maybe others can't see it.
He knew best that Qin Mo had made the sacrifices, and that when the little spade appeared and he was really happy to play the game again.
Because you don't have to worry about anything, use the role you are best at to play a game.
Just like when he first met him.
Feng Yi believed that even without memories, he could still amazed the people present.
Lin Feng didn't think so much, he just wanted to ask one thing: "Little Hei Pai, are you healthy?"
He was in a state that was gone yesterday and could not be contacted no matter how hard he was, of course he would be worried.
Unexpectedly, I would be fed a handful of dog food: "Body? It's okay. I had a fever last night. Brother Mo took care of me all night and kept using his forehead to test my body temperature. I guess you won't be able to enjoy this kind of gentleness."
Chapter completed!