The Draven equipment was too advanced, and Xia Xin had no choice but to watch the crystal explode in the brilliance.

This is even worse. You can't even hold on in the later stage, and you can't see a turnaround point.

Xia Shiqi gave a lot of help,

Xia Shiqi also understood that this auxiliary vision is really risking her life every time. Her little body is too fragile, or in other words, the main reason is that the opposite girl is too fat, and she dies when she meets her. There is no way.

She died 10 times in one hand.

She was a newborn assistant, and she met the most powerful assassin in the version of the second person. If they had a leverage, the evil spirit would usually not let it go. This is really a bad luck.

Until several people stepped down, they could hear the discussions in the audience.

"It's Draven's fountain again,"

"And it's super amazing again,"

"It's like fighting bronze,"

“It’s so awesome,”

"It's worthy of being the first in the league,"

"66666, torture the spring in the semifinals,"

“…It seems that Tsinghua will win,”

"One game left,"

Then, everyone returned to the backstage and stared at each other with big eyes.

Zeng Jun whispered, "This configuration...is not possible,"

The ad plus auxiliary in the bottom lane is a totally financial contribution to Draven's evil spirit. I can't help it.

Zhang Feng said, "Do you want to try it? Play some meat-small auxiliary?"

Xia Shiqi still had that confident expression, holding her hands, and counting lightly, "Is that right? Do we have to try it? We have one more time. The next one is their match point, but not our match point."

"Even if you say that, how do you fight?"

Xia Shiqi quietly aimed at Xia Xin. He knew very well that someone would not move, but would stab him. He would not take the initiative to express his opinions until the last desperate situation.
Chapter completed!