Another day of tragic death for the host

Chapter 152 Hold on, we can win! 40
The mouse ran all the way to its own tower, and even flashed, but it was still controlled by Hou Yi's big move.

Xie Cen and Xin He were originally planning to target Hou Yi, although they also came to support, but several people stood obediently by the side.

He watched helplessly as the mouse was stabbed to death by Houyi.

Completely indifferent.

The mouse was angry: "You betray me!"

Jiang was still remembering what the rat had done to him just now, so he turned his head away with a soft snort.

Xie Cen glanced at him nonchalantly, but had no intention of answering him at all.

It is considered good that Xinhe didn't block the mouse, so naturally he followed Xie Cen's footsteps.

As for the mouse's only ally, Garlic...

Naturally follow the big troops!

Dead Daoist friends do not die poor Daoists!
Therefore, the catastrophe is the mouse.

The speed of the round was about the same as usual, everyone collectively aimed at Hou Yi, and then went to beat the others.

Furious Houyi was still no match for Xie Cen and the others.

Although Xie Cen didn't bring Xin He five kills, he also got four kills.

Xie Cen accompanied Xin He to finish the three-hour broadcast today, and then downloaded it together.

When the broadcast was down, Xinhe saw someone talking about Xie Cen in the live broadcast room, saying that he had broadcast live today for more than eight hours.

Xinhe was a little surprised.

She was about to send a message to ask Xie Cen, when the other party sent a message.

What Xie Cen sent was a voice: Go to bed early, good night.

Xinhe couldn't resist Xie Cen's subwoofer at all, so she listened to it twice, and then poked the screen and replied: Yishen, you have been live broadcasting since [-] o'clock in the afternoon until you just downloaded it?

One by one: Yes.

He He He He: Why?
Xie Cen paused, and said softly: I'm waiting for you.

I'm waiting for you……

The gentle voice entangled the lingering ending, and the voice was so crisp that it was a foul.

Xinhe's fair little face was blushing slightly, she raised her cold palm to cover her cheek.

She lay on the bed and listened to this voice many times.

I fell asleep without knowing it.

Maybe because she went to bed early last night, Xinhe woke up early in the morning.

I didn't charge my phone last night, and now it's only a few percent charged.

Xinhe powered it on, and then went to wash it.

When he came back, Xie Cen sent her a message.

[-]: Are you up?
One by one: Do you want to have breakfast?
Xie Cen had just changed into his sports clothes and was not ready to go downstairs for a morning run. He knew that Xinhe must not be up at this point, and he just wanted to try his luck.

As soon as he closed the phone, he seemed to see a line of characters being input just now.

Xie Cen quickly turned on the phone again, and saw Xin He returning to her.

He He He He: Good!
Xie Cen closed the phone and went out in a good mood.

Xin He knew that Xie Cen had the habit of running in the morning, and he was still struggling at first, but he didn't want to let go of this opportunity to be alone with him, so he gritted his teeth and went down.

Just walk around with her!
Xie Cen's speed was very fast, just as Xin He went downstairs, Xie Cen was already waiting downstairs.

Xinhe saw Xie Cen's slender figure waiting outside the door from a distance, she trotted over and whispered softly, "Yishen, good morning!"

Xie Cen looked down at the girl, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up: "Don't you think it's a little bit murderous to shout like a god?"

Xin He was slightly embarrassed, hesitated for a few seconds, and then called softly: "Xie Cen."

Her voice was soft, like a mosquito, if Xie Cen hadn't listened carefully, she might have missed it.

"Well, let's go."

(End of this chapter)