v2 Chapter 230： Mo Xiu VS Xiao Fushun (1/2)

Lu Zhihao launched an attack by himself, attacking four people, and wanted to make the last fight.

Only Yang Qingzhuo retreated away from Lu Zhihao due to lack of combat effectiveness.

The other three people, Mo Xiu, Xiao Hong and Liu Peixiong, responded immediately and launched a counterattack.

Lu Zhihao entered Feijian again, and this time ran out of bounds directly.

Mo Xiu smiled, this Lu Zhihan's behavior is incompatible with his name and skills, and there are quite a few conspiracies.

"Brother Lu, what do you mean by playing this hand?"

Lu Zhihan smiled and said: "Haha, soldiers are not tired of fraud, I will make one last effort, I lost."

At this time, the host also announced the result.

"Yan Da won, let us congratulate Yan Da for winning the division championship!"

The audience was a little upset, the semi-finals were so exciting, is the finals over?

There is a kind of feeling that you have taken off your pants, just show me this.

The time of the game did not exceed five minutes, which was too far from the matchup between Yan Dawu University.

The host was not very interested in seeing the audience, and was a little embarrassed, so he could only proceed to the next award ceremony.

When the awards were presented, the audience could still be more active. After all, Mo Xiu had a lot of fans, plus Lu Zhihao’s support, and most importantly, Mumu, who was the team leader, played.

After the awards ceremony, the entire conference finals came to an end, and the next five days rest to prepare to face the schools in the north and south.

After 　　 Yan Da and several people got out of the square, they gathered for a while and invited Cao Fenglin to dinner to celebrate the victory.

Mumu was very satisfied with this game. Everyone performed very well. The next arrangement was to take a two-day rest.

Mumu and Cao Fenglin need to investigate the opponent's situation and conduct training after responding.

Mo Xiu and Yang Qingzhuo went home directly after eating. Zheng Yi was not there when they got home, so they should be busy.

Xiao Fushun lay down on the sofa depressed, and Mo Xiu patted Xiao Fushun.

Xiao Fushun gave Mo Xiu a place and sat down and touched his hair.

"Little Fushun, what's wrong? Why have you been listless lately?"

"Woo..."

Xiao Fushun gave a weak cry.

"What? Didn't Zheng Yi feed you meat recently?"

Xiao Fushun shook his head humanely.

"What's wrong with that? Thinking of spring?"

Yang Qingzhuo glared at Mo Xiu, why did he say anything? Xiao Fushun is less than one year old.

"Mo Xiu, don't talk nonsense, how old is Xiao Fushun?"

Mo Xiu said: "I read the record in the book that some cats can be in heat within six months."

Yang Qingzhuo widened his eyes and pointed at Xiao Fushun incredulously.

"Look at Xiao Fushun's physique, is this a cat?"

Mo Xiu looked at Xiao Fushun, yes, he still thought of him as Xiao Mai Tai when he first came.

Xiao Fushun seemed to be dissatisfied with Mo Xiu and Yang Qingzhuo discussing him, jumped off the sofa and walked to the room.

"Xiao Fushun, nothing happened in the past two days, let me take it out for a round?"

When Xiao Fushun heard this, he immediately turned around and came back directly into Mo Xiu's arms.

Actually, Mo Xiu knew that Xiao Fushun had been suffocated during this period of time. He planned to take him out as soon as the game was over. He just said that to tease him on purpose.

Looking at Xiao Fushun's happy look, Mo Xiu also laughed.