Chapter 127: Shouting Slogans, We Are Professionals!

"Hello to all the viewers watching the 2013 League of Legends Esports All-Star event."

The solo match ended, and the host Ma Fanshu appeared on the right, with Jiang Ming standing two steps away from her side.

"This is the post-match interview segment. Allow me to introduce the winner of today's Esports All-Star individual skills competition, first match, and also the captain of our CNLPL region Dream Team: JM."

Leng Yixiu heard the decree and ascended the high platform. Rong Xi watched from afar, her hand holding the teacup pausing slightly.

I looked at him helplessly twice. Stubborn as he was, I probably couldn't talk him out of it in the short term. "Put me down." Thinking of myself clinging to him like an octopus, my face turned red.

Besides, how could someone like that be liked by Rong Qiu? He was probably just seen as a fool to be used when necessary, wasn't he?

I glanced at Lu Yunyi. She looked gentle, her expression calm, gazing absent-mindedly at the crescent moon, not seeming to be putting on an act. For a moment, I was even dazed.

I took a deep breath to bolster my courage, grabbed the curtain, and with a "Whoosh," flung it open.

Sister Li went to the kitchen to heat up the food for Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan returned to the cloakroom to change clothes, and Xu Jin Qiao followed closely without leaving a step.

Probably her unique way of handling things had intimidated those people, and the originally chaotic scene was finally brought under control. With the Spring Festival approaching, no one had the mood to dwell on this anymore. Everything that could be delayed was pushed to after the New Year; everything that couldn't be delayed was decisively rejected. She was the boss now. Who she was willing to cooperate with was just a matter of her saying so.

The man in the darkness wore a black cloak and a black bamboo hat, mysteriously hidden in the shadows. Not to mention his face, even his figure was hard to glimpse.

It was the snow silkworm silk robe my mother gave me back then! Buried under the snow for a long time, the silk had some faded white ash on it, and faint traces of charred black could be seen on it.

"Good! If you want to come again, then come again!" Addis said, lunging at Wang Siying. He wanted to embrace Wang Siying's waist.

"Definitely, definitely. If you don't come, even if we're about to die from holding our pee, we won't leave your office door!" Qian Xiao understood immediately.

Mo Du's descent into darkness was because his inner desires were too strong and his ambition too great, always feeling that the whole world owed him. But Casillas was a true believer in the doctrines of Dormammu.

"Ibaka's footwork can't keep up with Parker now. If he doesn't come out, Parker will shoot. If he does come out, Parker can break through. This has created a mismatch. The Raptors' inner line, which they have always relied on, now has a huge problem," Zhang Baoping commented.

Yes, she bore no resemblance at all to Feng Yu, and in her gestures and movements, there was no trace of Feng Yu's manner.

Yu Mu was furious, and at the same time cursed himself for being stupid. Given his previous attitude of groveling before Ye Yun, even if this person was not a subordinate of the Fire Poison Dao, he must be their spy.

Just a short while ago, someone who didn't listen to Yondu was unhesitatingly exiled into the starry void of the universe by Yondu.

After paying, Mi Ran'er took two partition bags out of her bag and handed them to the staff member accepting the work.

"Shall we go together?" Ye Zixuan saw Su Bofeng standing there with no intention of leaving, so he asked.

Xiao Bingyu absent-mindedly handed over her hand, but a voice in her heart kept asking her, Light or darkness, which path to take?

The ability users who had previously had different thoughts were now extremely envious. They had risked their lives to get a B-rank merit just to receive one fruit. What about the new base leader? He casually took out three boxes, not to mention casually rewarding a few subordinates. Would they ever have such good treatment in the future?

Unless he was a Martial Lord who specialized in cultivating the physical body, but martial artists who could become Martial Lords through such cultivation were basically one in ten thousand. With Ye Youjian's luck, he should not encounter such an existence.