I, Foyego, the most affectionate species in Runeterra

"No problem, wrap it around me."

Seeing that it was indeed not difficult, the old demon quickly patted his stomach and assured.

This is called "raising fish for a thousand days, using fish for a while".

Or "the day before raising a croak, use it for a while"?

(Tam, your whole family is a toad!) He is a noble catfish!! ）

Tam also gradually put his heart back in his stomach, and at the same time the old demon secretly sighed in his heart.

"As long as you can send this uncle away, this little thing is nothing."

Of course, on the surface, the flattering smile on Tam's big green face did not disappear in the slightest.

Foyego smiled and patted Tam's shoulder, smiling very kindly.

If later generations see Foyego's laughter, they will only feel that Foyego is laughing like a landlord class that exploits long-term workers.

Foyego looked at Tam with meaningful eyes.

Still too young, boy.

It seems that even a thousand-year-old devil is difficult to see through the routines of capitalists.

If there is a "comer" who has been cut as a leek, maybe he will quickly tell this old demon who is about to become a leek.

Come on!!

Pity.........

There are also some things, only the difference between the first time and the countless times,

Tam, who had not been cut as a leek, obviously did not understand the truth of this.

"By the way, there is one more thing, I want to ask you "eight four seven". "

Foyego suddenly changed his tone, seemed to remember something, and asked in a low voice with a frown.

"You ask, you ask..."

"But there are some things........"

Tam's green fat face still had a flattering smile on it, and he wanted to say it, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

As long as Foyego has the conditions of "demand", Tam has the possibility of sitting on the floor and starting the price.

For this nearly 10,000-year-old old devil, he did know some secrets that ordinary people did not know.

If you want to know these secrets, then come to Tam's favorite "trading" part.

Seeing Tam's appearance, Foyego could not know what this old demon was thinking.

After he secretly said in his heart that dogs can't change eating, he still had a calm smile on his face.

"That..."

"What do you want?"

Foyego said with a smile, his expression still kind, like a great benevolent person that is rare in a thousand years.

Seeing this, the old demon thought about it.

"Actually, I want to..."

Before he finished speaking, the expression on Tam's face froze directly, and he swallowed back into his stomach halfway through the words.

To die or to die or to die!!!!!

Tam's heart kept sending dangerous signals, and the instinct that had lived for nearly 10,000 years told Tam, run!!

I saw Foyego in front of him, slowly drawing a purple magic sword from the pitch-black fog at hand.

The moment he saw this demon sword, Tam's big green face was covered with cold sweat.

It's horrible!! What the hell is this!!

Tam's instinct constantly warns him that this purple magic sword has the power to kill him.

Foyego caressed the Ruined King's Blade in his hand, and a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

It seems that what he holds in his hand is not a sword, but a familiar lover.

Above the magic sword, with Foyego's caress, a purple halo also came from time to time, which seemed to express the joy of the heart.

At this moment, Foyego had reached a peak resonance with the Broken King's Blade.

The reason for this result is very simple, that is, the previous Foyego swordsmanship is really too poor.............

Although previously, Foyego had reached a symbiotic relationship with the Broken King's Blade and the Black Mist.

It's like the three are relatives with blood ties, but Foyego and Magic Sword are brothers.

But the brothers have not seen each other for ten years and have lost understanding of each other.

Although the blood connection is irreplaceable, it is inevitable to feel strange.

But now it was completely different, after possessing the demigod-level sword technique, Foyego felt that the magic sword in his hand was like an extension of his bloodline.

Every move of the magic sword, he can understand and master every thought.

The sword in his hand seemed to become a part of his body.

This also made Foyego understand a little, why those swordsmen with superb swordsmanship in his previous life just held the sword, and they didn't even need a wife.

It's a wonderful feeling that I can't put into words.

It turned out that from that day, after the Broken King's Blade devoured a touch of True God's power, it fell into a deep sleep.

It wasn't until a while ago that the Broken King's Blade recovered from its slumber.

And Foyego had been hiding in the empire before, and he couldn't carry the magic sword with him, after all, the power of the Broken King's Blade was too amazing, and the appearance characteristics were too prominent.

So Foyego had to keep the magic sword on Shadow Island.

This was the first time Foyego had regained his grip on the hilt of his sword since the Man of the Ruined King had awakened from its slumber.

Of course, Foyego, who was connected to the soul of the man of the ruined king, naturally knew about the changes that had taken place in the demon sword.

This change also made Foyego sigh.

After devouring that touch of true god power, the current Broken King's Blade is no longer a simple sword!

Now it - with consciousness!

Or a brand new sword spirit!!

At the same time, the exaggerated power on the Broken King's Blade also attracted a leapfrog growth.

The curse on this demon sword has also undergone a terrifying evolution.

Now the curse of the Broken King's Blade has one more effect, and Foyego named it - Fallen God!

As the name suggests, once it is eroded by the cursed fog blade on the Broken King's Blade, then even his divinity will be corrupted and corrupted!

The importance of divinity to the gods is naturally self-evident, and it can pollute and corrupt the divinity of the other party.

This ability is simply the nemesis of all demigods.

The current Broken King's Blade is not excessively an "weapon against God".

This is also why Tam feels instinctive fear the moment he sees this magic sword.

Whether it's a demigod or a demon.

They are all manifestations of some phenomenon or consciousness in the land of runes.

The fallen gods who destroy the King's Blade can even shave off their divinity. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

This is enough to call their strength a devastating blow.

"What's wrong?"

"Say it."

Foyego said lightly, his tone was calm like a pool of stagnant water, without the slightest change.

It's just that while saying this, he didn't even raise his head, just gazed gently and caressed the magic sword in his hand.

"Hiss!!"

Tam gasped for air, and the more Foyego showed this, the more frightened Tam felt.

"No, no, no!!"

Tam quickly shook his head and waved his hand, secretly shrunk in his heart.

Obviously, this sword was not so terrifying before.

"If you have the conditions, just say it."

"With our relationship..."

"Of course I'll think about it."

Foyego still said indifferently without raising his head, but this was heard in Tam's ears, and he only felt a cold air pouring down his neck...........

"No, no, no!!"

Tam shook his head again and waved his hand to refuse, which was a bit like a child who politely refused a relative's red envelope when visiting his relative's house.

"Really?"

Foyego raised his head for the first time and stared at Tam and asked.

"Really, really, really!"

Tam instantly sweated and turned down, and once again refused.

"That's good."

Finally, Foyego smiled and released the Broken King's Blade in his hand.

"Groan........"

The purple demon sword flew back and forth in the air, emitting a burst of breaking wind.

It's like a child soaring happily in the wind.

The light groan of the magic sword made Tam shrink his neck, and secretly said in his heart, in the future, he would still clamp his tail and make a fish in front of him.

It's so hard!

"That..."

"Now it's my turn to ask you."

Foyego chuckled and said, Tam did not dare to snub the slightest this time, and quickly opened his mouth.

"You ask! You asked! "

Tam's big green fat face had that trademark sycophant smile on his face again.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just..."

A strange look flashed in Foyego's eyes, and he slowly asked, causing Tam's face to gradually become solemn.

"How do you........"

"Suddenly it occurred to me to ask this?"

Extremely rarely, Tam's fat face showed a somewhat solemn expression.

"You just have to tell."

Foyego apparently didn't tell Tam why.

A hint of ugliness flashed on Tam's face, and he secretly weighed the pros and cons in his heart, and finally gritted his teeth secretly.

He knew that this matter could not deceive Foyego at all, after all, the dead Taoist friend was not dead and poor.

"Well........"

Tam sighed and finally told everything Foyego wanted to know.

After listening, a clear expression flashed in Fogo.

"So it is..."

Foyego nodded secretly.

"In this way, I won't bother much."

"Old friend..."

As the words fell, Foyego's figure slowly disappeared in place.

Disappearing from 2.2 onwards, there is also the magic sword that constantly groans in the air.

Tam suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and slumped directly on the ground.

After a long while, Tam wiped the sweat from his forehead and slowly got up.

His fat face was full of uncertainty, and in the end, everything turned into a helpless sigh.

"Alas..."

It stands to reason that as one of the ten primordial demons, the demigod-level Tam also has the ability to act as a chess player.

But the chess game played by this one is so big that Tam doesn't even dare to guess.

I'm afraid that now, only holding your thighs is the best path for Tam.

After all, now on Foyego's territory, life is not bad.

Tam shook his head helplessly.

Suddenly, something that Foyego had entrusted to him again came to his mind.

It seems that the old devil needs to go to Piltover for a trip.

Thinking of this, Tam's feet suddenly became soft, until they turned into a swamp-like puddle of mud.

He got up and jumped like a fish to the sea, and plunged into the ground.

In an instant, there was a bottomless pit on the ground.

After Tam walked away, everything here was restored to its original state, and the bottomless holes in the ground disappeared.

It seems that everything, nothing happened.