"Player Xu Ruoguang, may I ask when you were playing top laner in omg, you often scolded uzi and got kicked, is there such a thing?"

"No, absolutely not."

"Player Xu Ruoguang, is it true that you forced faker to substitute Hou Ye to match you after joining SKT?"

"Oh, is that permissible?"

"Player Xu Ruoguang, you told Smeb to see a psychiatrist, is this always true?"

"fakenews!"

Xu Ruoguang put on an inscrutable smile and played the accordion.

"Player Xu Ruoguang, I heard that you often put pressure on Ah Shui to make him train crazily every day. In the interview, he said that he was stunned by the dog. Is this always true?"

"Hehe, it's all fake."

He is the recognized pressure kid in the league.

He is the "traitor" top laner who won the championship after leaving the LCK

He is a stress monster who will curse at lazy dogs every now and then.

But the elegant and easy-going Xu Ruoguang was really wronged.

Who calls the system he binds called the pressure system?

"What kind of job is such a dish? Go home and raise pigs!"

Looking at the young contestant with a pig's liver face, Xu Ruoguang nodded in satisfaction, and he saved another lost boy.

Little contestant: Can you eat pancakes? Old stuff, your resin 666!

In the tenth year of Tianbao, the heroic emperor Gao Yang played the hip-bone pipa and sang by himself. The accompaniment was bizarre, absurd, terrifying, desperate and painful.

That year, Liu Taozi, who lived by the Zhang River, caught some fish, and the story began.

Fanfiction by sprunki.

Blood and death filled this land,

The dark clouds of war are floating in the sky over the city,

Gray, the devil incarnate, lingers in the shadow of the city.

He is weak, very weak...

Extraordinary, strange, divine,

The Golden Man, the Sinner, and the Corrupt Original Government,

"I offer you everything I have for your protection."

"allow."

Under the protection of the moody Blake and the mentally unstable Wenda, Gray is safe, temporarily.

"Give fear and death to everyone, and the Lord of Darkness will surely come to the world!" Blake said.

With death all around us, how long can even the calmest and most easy-going person remain normal? This world has gone mad long ago!

(Boring, the author wants to see rivers of blood!)

Villain story, dark story, contains bloody and violent plots, do not read if you don't like it, urban story, no CP tendency (maybe), friendship (?

Mainly the killing group Shashasha and the like.

(The author is a bit crazy, so it's normal for the characters to be crazy, right? The author is not a little devil.)

Throughout the entire Song Dynasty, the Yan and Yun regions were never recovered, and the Song Dynasty was constantly bullied by foreign enemies... As the Southern Song Dynasty was about to fall, he was determined to accomplish those great achievements that the entire Song Dynasty had failed to achieve.

The body is like a feather and life is like weeds.

I have seen the darkest night, so the bright and burning flame in my heart will never waver.

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The immortal way is revived, and the world is in great contention!

Before the White Jade Capital, a host of heroes arrived, a mighty army descended, banners covering the sky.

Xu Li looked at him coldly, pointed his sword, and a sword came from the west, the sword light darkening the sun:

"Can this sword cut off your immortality?"

then……

Ten thousand soldiers died, and all the heroes passed away!

Man's first requirement is to live, the second is still to live, and the third is still to live… In certain circumstances, living becomes a luxury. In hell, we look up at heaven, reaching out our hands. Though we cannot touch heaven, we can at least get closer to it. We sing in hell, we give thanks in hell, we love in hell, we kill in hell. We embrace each other with tears in our eyes, then plunge daggers into each other's chests, not for anything else, but for that faint, almost imperceptible gratitude. The world of the Song Dynasty is my bondage, and also my sky. Only birds that soar in flight understand the meaning of the sky. The Emperor said—"Lend me a corner of the royal mansion, so you and your child may find refuge." Tie Xinyuan said—"I will repay a drop of kindness with a spring of gratitude, but you cannot ask for anything. Whatever reward I give you, you must accept it." I may be smarter than all of you. In a sense, I am a prophet, I am a philosopher, I am a god!

A college graduate, unable to find a job for three years, had to take the postgraduate entrance exam. After another three years of unemployment following his master's degree, he was forced to pursue a doctorate. Under the relentless pressure of classmates who jumped to their deaths every year because they couldn't graduate with their doctorates, this unfortunate, PhD-level nerdy guy finally endured the final stage of his academic life. Just as he was about to land his first lucrative job, he was abducted by aliens for human experimentation. But that wasn't the worst of it. Even worse, after being ruined by the aliens, he was abandoned on a planet with an unknown environment… Prologue – The Birth of a Nerdy Guy "Ten thousand miles of wind and smoke rise, gathering into banners to slay the black dragon." Luo Yanqi is my name, but its meaning is definitely not as elegant as this poem my father wrote. My father was a heavy smoker, always puffing away. The first half of the poem, "Ten thousand miles of wind and smoke," is purely a figment of his imagination. The second half of the sentence refers to a dog older than me. My father liked to take a deep drag of smoke and then blow it into the dog's nose, amusing himself by watching the dog struggle. The dog died when I was five. Despite my mother's strict prohibition, I ended up being the one blown into the dog's nose, which is why I absolutely hate smoking, especially secondhand smoke. In middle school, I gradually developed a dislike for men who smoke, and by high school, I hated men altogether. Unfortunately, as a human whose gender symbol is upward-pointing, I'm not very attractive to women, which means I have practically no friends. Besides finding solace in novels, comics, and games, I'm seen as a very eccentric person by others. People like me have an unflattering nickname from the Land of the Rising Sun—a shut-in!

…

At the end of the Xin Dynasty, Wang Mang's reforms failed, and the world was on the verge of chaos. The Red Eyebrows and Green Forest rebels raised their banners, and Liu Xiu and his brothers were determined to restore the Han Dynasty.

Reborn into such an era, what should one do?

The new house is decaying; without destruction, there can be no construction. Only those who come after can write it down with their great brushes!

PS: This is a story about time travelers battling the chosen ones of different planes.

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