I ask you to portray a mama's boy, but you portray a wealthy man?

Chapter 127 Ancient Fear, Fiddlesticks!
In fact, Kai'Sa's story is relatively scattered.

You can talk about the process of solving her dilemma when she met Thalia.

It can also be said that Kai'Sa was dealing with a void power as usual.

But he encountered a terrifying existence in the void—the Queen of the Void.

Li Mo prefers the latter, but it's okay not to say it.

Because the ending of that story was not given by Riot Games.

Li Mo didn't want Lai Liyi to know either.

After meeting the Queen of the Void, Kai'Sa's life was brought to an end.

What she wants is probably the spirit to overcome difficulties and persevere.

Li Mo raised his hand and straightened Lai Li's hair.

Li Mo was also surprised by the hot cheeks.

Is this a piece of red-hot coal coming to meet me wearing Pikachu pajamas?
Li Mowen's warm fingers also startled Lai Liyi.

Only then did she come to her senses and realize that the story was over.

"Is it gone?"

His big eyes were full of longing.

Seeing that Li Mo didn't answer, Lai Liyi asked again:
"Even some of Kai'Sa's lines would be good."

"I like it so much, I like it!"

Lai Liyi tried hard to maintain his quiet appearance.

At the same time, I wanted to ask about the continuation of the story.

The moment the character Kai'Sa appeared.

She fell in love with the character.

Even though there are many elements in the story that scare her.

But because of this, Kasha is able to overcome the things that scare her.

It made her full of admiration and love for this character.

Li Mo looked at the expectant Lai Liyi and smiled helplessly:
"Kasha's classic saying."

"Yes, yes, but..."

"But what?" Lai Liyi was anxious.

Li Mo pointed to the hot drink: "We've finished the food."

"Thirsty."

When Lai Liyi heard this, he trotted quickly to buy a hot drink for Li Mo.

It was already getting late.

The moon is already hanging in the sky.

The cashier was originally at this point, waiting for get off work at dawn.

As a result, a cute girl wearing Pikachu pajamas was taking a rest.

He ran over with a cup of hot drink.

The cashier first looked at the cute girl, and his heart moved.

Looking at Li Mo behind him, he immediately gritted his teeth.

Damn it
While the cashier was collecting money, he silently cursed Li Mo in his heart.

After paying the money, the cute Pikachu ran over.

"Now, it's yours!"

Li Mo took the hot drink and told a new story.

Yes, new story.

He found that the cute Pikachu was afraid of stories with horror elements.

When meeting such a cute girl, it is inevitable that I want to "bully" her.

Therefore, the theme direction of the new story.

That's a horror story!
This time, Li Mo is going to talk.

Naturally, it is also a story full of horror elements.

The horror legend of Rune Continent, one of the top ten demons - Fiddlesticks!
A long time ago, in a tower by the sea.

A foolish young magician conjures something into the world but cannot control it. What came before him was older than any recorded history and darker than a starless night.

The world tried its best to forget it, but only for a brief moment.

The mage, the monster, and the tower were all lost in the long river of time.

At least, that's what the story goes.

Lai Liyi frowned slightly, sensing something was wrong.

But then I thought about it, I could hear Li Mo telling stories.

No matter what the story is, as long as you can hear it, you will make money.

listen! Prostitution for free is the eternal god! !
The corners of Li Mo's mouth rose slightly.

The road to society is too long and too deep for you to grasp.

In the Freljord, children gather around the fire and tell each other horrific legends.

The legendary monster crawls out of the frozen tomb, its body a jumbled mess of helmets, shields, furs, and wood.

In Bilgewater, word spread among drunken sailors about a distant atoll.

It is said that there is something standing abruptly on top, but everyone who approaches it never returns.

An old legend among the people of Targon tells of a child of Twilight who stole the only joy from the hands of a ragged horror.

Noxian veterans all tell a fable about a lonely farmer who was fed to crows because his crops failed, and finally returned to the world as a demon.

Similar myths appear in every corner of Runeterra.

Reshaped, distorted, and passed down through generations of tellings.

All the stories tell about the same thing, which looks very much like a human being, walking silently in a place full of fear.

But these are just allusions to scare children.

No one is really afraid of that old monster called Fiddlesticks...

But now things have changed.

In the remote interior of Demacia, something awakened.

Inexplicable fear and unreasonable worry created an atmosphere of panic among the crowd, attracting it.

Rural settlements hundreds of miles away from the capital became deserted within days.

Travelers walking along ancient trails disappeared into thin air.

The guards patrolling the kingdom's borders have yet to return.

The frantic-eyed survivors in the roadside tavern scratched their faces and cried, talking about crows that were not crows, sounds that were not voices.

There are also horrible things like landslides and earth-shattering things that take the shape of scarecrows, steal the voices of the dead, and utter gibberish.

Most people think this is the work of a naughty mage.

In today's era of rebellion, mages are blamed for many things.

But the truth is actually more terrifying.

Something is indeed back, just like the young mage in the story in the tower by the sea.

The evil thing from ancient times has disappeared for hundreds of years.

Over time, the warnings left by humans in the ignorant period have turned into myths, legends and nonsense.

Until the end, only a few lines of fables remain.

It is an existence beyond common sense and violates almost all current understandings of magic.

It is an ancient existence that transcends history and is the common fear of all living beings.

Even animals become upset if its name is spoken.

In the aftermath of this horrific resurgence, another nearly forgotten legend has been revived in the outback.

According to legend, there is a powerful evil spirit that has no form, no thoughts, and no concept of the world.

They only know how to create a crude appearance that other creatures fear.

It is the primal fear of all life, born from the first scream of terror.

It is an evil that existed before humans knew evil.

At least, that's what the story says.

But Fiddlesticks is real.

(Who can refuse, on his birthday.)
(How about using Scarecrow’s Thriller Party skin to celebrate with a big move?)
(End of this chapter)