"Goddess Luo, can you... teach me how to play games?"
Qi Luo can practically be called the League's textbook.
He knew everything about the game, including the heroes, skills, equipment, and all the information.
The commentators called him a god, not only because his skills and awareness were abnormally advanced, but also because of his understanding of these skills.
This allows you to anticipate your opponent's moves.
Qi Luo's gaze darkened slightly, and he asked in a calm tone, "Why are you looking for me?"
Fu Sang paused for a moment, pondering it in his mind.
A little while later.
"No one is more suitable to be my master than you."
Fu Sang strode toward the aloof young man.
“You love the League more than anyone else.” The girl stared intently at him, her tone solemn: “I believe you won’t abandon your teammates and that you will return.”
Qi Luo's heart skipped a beat.
immediately.
He lowered his long eyelashes, obscuring the light in his eyes.
In the dim light, the boy's exceptionally handsome face was hidden in the darkness, making it impossible to see his expression.
"I have already retired."
Fu Sang walked over, squatted down, and grabbed his hand.
"Once a person has reached the peak, they will not be content with mediocrity."
Fu Sang looked up at the boy.
"Luoshen, are you willing to live a mediocre life, watching your once glorious team fall to the bottom and never rise again?"
Without waiting for the boy's reply.
"You won't."
A smile appeared on Fu Sang's fair and delicate face, and her beautiful eyes sparkled.
"Because you are the goddess of the Luo River."
Qi Luo's handsome face was expressionless, his thin, beautiful lips pressed into a straight line.
A long silence followed.
Which server do you play on?
This means he promised to teach her how to play games.
Fu Sang wasn't too happy.
Because he didn't say he wanted to return to the team.
#The revolution is not yet complete, little cutie, you still need to work harder.#
"Region 1, Ionia".
Qi Luo got up and turned on a computer for her.
Fu Sang sat down in the gaming chair and put on the VR glasses.
After launching the game.
"Welcome back, Summoner."
This sentence is full of expectation and hope.
The heroes are all waiting in the canyon.
They await the return of their summoners.
Fu Sang subconsciously wanted to log into the 'Super Strong Fairy' account.
Suddenly I remembered—!!!
This account has been used by people who called it "Dad".
Seeing that she didn't answer, Qi Luo asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay, you can play first."
Fu Sang awkwardly deleted his account and registered a new one.
Qi Luo went to play games.
Fu Sang quickly glanced at his ID.
I registered a Chinese server account called "Little Cutie".
After logging in.
Fu Sang couldn't wait to extend an invitation to Qi Luo.
A message came from the system.
"The player you invited is currently in the game."
"..."
He was so nervous that he forgot he wasn't finished playing yet.
Fu Sang found his game room and entered the spectator stand.
Players can spectate the game, and in-game players can also see their IDs.
'The cutie from the Chinese server' is watching the match.
Qi Luojun raised an eyebrow slightly and quickened his pace in breaking through the tower and killing enemies.
Teammate in the game: "..."
Is the mid-lane killing machine on performance-enhancing drugs?
Just now, they were cooperating in team fights, helping their teammates get kills, or going to fight the Rift Herald.
Why all of a sudden...
We agreed to push the tower together, but you secretly got a godlike streak and destroyed the crystal.
game over.
【Fish Doesn't Eat Fish】: Brother Luo, wanna duo queue?
After sending the message, send the invitation.
[The Chinese Server's Top Killer] declined your invitation.
RL team's support player, Fan Yuyu, was dumbfounded.
This is the first time Qi Luo has refused to play duo queue with someone.
What's going on?
Fusang is waiting.
[China Server God of War]: Invite me.
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