Looking at the message Fang wanted to send, he narrowed his eyes.
"I know I think there is something wrong with this water, but what can we do now?"
I feel my head is big at this time, and he wants to ask the party.
"So you stay in the box first. If we don’t come back before the game, you can match me."
Party want to simply give said one of their own ideas.
But at this time, he’s white. It’s fine to let Guangguang manipulate one number or two numbers, but it’s too risky to let Guangguang manipulate five numbers and five to compete in the semi-final of Jingwu Tianshen, let alone Guangguang. Even if others want to, it’s hard to do this.
After all, none of the seven teams in front of them is weak, and if a person plays five numbers, then the unit to be manipulated is the character plus BB, a total of ten. Let’s put aside the fact that there are three seconds in each round of combat exercises, even if the light and light reaction is fast, it will be difficult to catch up. After all, this is not a five-opening hang-up upgrade.
At the moment, there was a fine sweat on the forehead inside the toilet bag.
What should we do? What the hell should I do!
At this time, Fang thinks that they already hate Pippi in their hearts. No matter whether Pippi and this matter are there or not, he is the one who misses them.
It is also at this time that Fang Xiang saw Fang Xiang, Han Xuanxuan, and Ruoshui getting into the toilet one after another in the crowd not far from the box where they played the game. Pippi also walked outside the fantasy westward journey club, sending messages to Xiao as he walked.
"Xiao Shao thinks that they have all gone to the toilet. The Jingwu Tianshen League will start in less than five minutes."
"What should I do if Xiao Shao picks me up?"
Pippi sent several WeChat messages to Xiao Dong in a row, but Xiao Dong Dong had already lost this mobile phone at this time, and no one came to restore Pippi, and Pippi was still busy with Xiao Dong, and he didn’t think much about it. He returned to the fantasy westward journey club.
At this time, there are less than two minutes before the semi-final promotion of Jingwu Tianshen League begins.
The four pits in the toilet of Fantasy Westward Journey Club have also been filled with people.
Zheng Fang wanted to worry and was ready to get up his pants and go back to the box to fuck when Han Xuanxuan coughed at the pit next door.
Four people squatting together, the smell must be bad. After holding their breath, Han Xuanxuan gave out his thoughts.
"What do you mean?"
Fang wants to hear Han Xuanxuan’s words shine at the moment.
"But is it feasible?"
After a wave of comments and recommendations in the middle of the night, it seems that the awards will be awarded tomorrow.
Chapter three hundred and thirty-five Dry Kun undecided
"Whether it is feasible or not, we will give it a try."
"After all, this is the only way before us at present. You can’t let others open our four personal numbers, can you? Even if they let the curtain fall, they may not be able to operate well for a strange number, and if so, are you at ease? "
Hear Han Xuanxuan words can’t help but think of Han Xuanxuan just said those five words.
"Mobile phone interworking"
In the 16th year of Fantasy Westward Journey, mobile phone interworking was introduced, which facilitated a lot. At ordinary times, there is no way to make the brain have a mobile phone but can’t play fantasy dreams in leisure time. Besides, with the update of interworking again and again, it has gradually matured, based on all things that can be operated at the P end of the brain, and mobile phone interworking can be operated.
Generally speaking, few dream friends will choose to communicate with each other to do exercises. After all, there is still a big difference between mobile phones and brains.
Fang Xiang thinks that although these senior players of Fantasy Westward Journey don’t communicate with each other very much, each of them has a good dream Westward Journey.
"In this case, let’s exchange top numbers after the bare side cuts into the battle."
Fang wants to say here that there is another surge in the abdomen, and a dirty object is excreted from the body. His face has changed.
Fortunately, Han Xuanxuan came up with this method. Otherwise, according to their current situation, it is more difficult to get back to the box and sit in front of their heads when they want to play.
Soon Fang Xiang connected with Guangguang. Although I think this method is a bit desperate, I have to say that it is the only way to put them in front at present. At the beginning of the game, Guangguang pressed the match opponent option.
The matching progress bar is read bit by bit.
Bare eyes also become sharp.
"President they make what ah? Why are they still in the toilet when the game has started? Do you want Brother Guangguang to play five numbers by himself? "
"Even if you are a professional operator, you can’t react?"
When I saw it in the fantasy westward journey club, it was already seven o’clock in the evening, but Fang Xiang and others had not come out of the toilet yet. Everyone frowned and waited nervously.
"In such a key game, four people have diarrhea together. This is a fucking language, okay?"
Lazy Xiaotian and wangyi saw Fang Xiang in the crowd, and the situation there was lazy and Tianyu said 1.
"Do you think it will be?"
Wangyi turned to look at the lazy Xiaotian, and the sound was deliberately depressed by her at this time.
And lazy Xiaotian and wangyi have all heard about it before. Recently, there is a black hand behind the shape that has been obstructing their progress. wangyi thinks that he is lazy and Xiaotian frowned.
"Who was in Fang Xiang’s box just now?"
"It seems that there is a member of the water supply dream westward journey club?"