I, Foyego, the most affectionate species in Runeterra

"Phew, phew, phew........"

Rowan, who was lying on the ground, suddenly began to gasp heavily.

Unable to help himself, Rowan trembled and stretched out his hand and touched the top of his head.

For a while, the intuition of his head directly turned into a "flat-topped mountain".

This sword qi flew over Rowan's scalp, needless to say, it also cut off Rowan's scalp.

There is a saying, although this Rowan was not a "beautiful man" before, he can also be called elegant and calm.

But right now, the image is completely ruined.

Coupled with today's situation, it is a shame and a complete loss of home.

There is a good saying: "The collapse of adults may be instantaneous." "

For Rowan, why not.

Since Philol's flight to the present, all the grievances in his heart have burst out at once.

The hometown that encountered the war, the relatives and friends whose lives and deaths are uncertain, the procrastinating Elder Preshidian, the closed-door soup that Rowan himself ate, and this moment........

Defeated in front of this white-haired young man, he was also knocked out of several teeth and cut off two or two scalps.........

For a while, Rowan couldn't help but cry a little, and old tears ran rampant.

He actually lay on the ground like this, crying bitterly.

This momentum immediately attracted a group of onlookers.

"Nine Six Zero" Rowan's cry is really enough to call the listener's heartache, and the listener's tears.

For a while, even Foyego was a little embarrassed in place.

At present, Foyego can also be regarded as a big boss who kills people in the land of runes and leads the storm.

But this is indeed the first time we have seen this situation.

Killing people is not enough, what to cry?

Just as Old Rowan was in tears, a cold voice came into his ears.

"Big man, what are you crying about?"

"Shame out of thin air."

He looked up, and between them was a white-haired young man holding a long sword, standing in the setting sun staring at him.

Against the backdrop of the setting sun, this young man looks like a god.

"Lee (you)........."

"Li Long God Demon (what do you know)........."

Rowan cried breathlessly, still inarticulate.

Foyego shook his head helplessly and pointed at Rowan.

The swelling on Rowan's cheeks then disappeared at a rate visible to the naked eye.

In this way, Rowan's speech was much clearer, although it was still a little leaky, but he could hear what he was saying.

Then Foyego grabbed Rowan's neck and walked towards a nearby tavern.

Rowan didn't know what kind of demon he was.

He sat at the same wine table and drank with a man who almost killed him.

"Maybe it's like this."

"The other party did not pursue it, it is already a blessing in misfortune........"

Rowan picked up the spirits on the table and drank them all.

"Cough, cough, cough........"

The spicy liquid poured into the throat, making Rowan can't help but cough.

Then, a burning pleasure spread from Rowan's throat to Rowan's chest and abdomen.

It wasn't until Rowan repeated this action a few more times that Foyego spoke.

"Talk about it."

"Your business."

The voice is still gentle, but with a bit of an unfathomable coldness, which is an inaccessible sense of distance.

"Haha........"

Hearing this, Rowan couldn't help but smile bitterly, and suddenly felt a little ironic in his heart.

Since Philol fled, the man in front of him, who almost killed him, was the first person willing to take the initiative to ask about his experience.

Before this, neither the elders of Presidian nor anyone else had actually cared what Rowan was thinking.

"Well, let's think this is also fate........"

Rowan sighed in his heart.

"Well, I..."

"Let's start more than a month ago..."

Rowan took another sip of the spirit in his glass, and then began to speak unhurriedly.

“.............."

After some time, the spirit in Rowan's glass is exhausted, and his story comes to an end.

On the other hand, as the only listener to the story, Foyego's eyes flashed with a hint of depth.

What is this?

Someone sent a pillow while sleeping?

Didn't that just give him a chance to get involved?

"Whew.........."

Rowan was already a little drunk at the moment.

"You said..."

"The wolf ambitions of the Noxus people have been revealed, but this group of shit elders are still here to blame each other."

"What kind of shit elder group is this?"

Rowan then got drunk and blurted out the depression in his heart.

Apparently he had forgotten that he was once a member of this "group of elders".

Just when Rowan was expecting his words to gain Foyego's approval, reality literally poured cold water on Rowan's head.

"Coward."

The two cold words entered Rowan's ears, making Rowan furious.

"What do you know!!?"

Rowan stood up suddenly, like a beast that had been touched by someone.

This was the second time he had said such words to the young man in front of him today.

"I don't understand." (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"But if I faced a situation like yours, I would never choose to complain here."

"This is by no means what a man should do."

"Instead of being in a nest like this, it's better to die directly."

Foyego said lightly again, and this also made Rowan sit down suddenly, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

Why didn't Foyego's words hit the most vulnerable and unsavory place in Rowan's heart?

If it had been, he had not chosen to flee Philol, but had chosen to die on the island.

And why go through all these ordeals now.

Rawan originally thought that he would be able to move to the rescuers by desperately rushing to Presidium.

Even if you can't move to save the troops, it can make the Ionians feel alert.

But now it seems that whether Rowan comes or does not come has no impact on the overall situation at all.

Instead of this, it is indeed not as Foyego said, died in battle on the island of Philol.

"Listen!"

"I'll say it only once."

"You have two options."

Seeing Rowan's gesture, Foyego's eyes flashed with a hint of essence.

His tone was very stern, as if he was scolding Rowan.

Hearing Foyego's reprimand, a trace of dazedness flashed in Rowan's eyes.

"First, like a man, do not retreat an inch."

"When the Noxians invaded, they died directly on the island!"

"It's just that you've given up on this path."

Foyego's words made Rowan's body tremble, and the dazedness in his eyes gradually subsided, replaced by a touch of hope...........

He was waiting, and the young man told him another way.

"Second, like a real big husband!"

"From now on, at all costs, retake the island of Philol!"

"If no one helps you, you will figure it out yourself."

"If the strength is not enough, go to someone with strength."

"Even if in the end, you die on the way to the island of Philol, you die like a man."

"If this thing is really done, you will be a big hero in Ionia!"

Foyego said word by word, causing Rowan's body to start trembling.

"I........"

"I..."

"Really?"

Rowan begged Foyego in a trembling voice.

"No, you have to do it to know."

"If you don't do it, of course, nothing will be possible."

After leaving one last word, Foyego turned and left.

Rowan, who remained in place, sat in place with a dull face.

It's just that for some reason, Rowan's eyes became more and more firm.

A seed has been planted by Foyego in this unknown corner.

After leaving the tavern, Foyego wandered alone in Ionia.

He had already planted the seeds of resistance in Rowan's heart, and he only had to wait for this seed to take root and germinate.

At the same time, Foyego only needs to do some "insignificant" pushes in this.

The process of Ionia towards resistance must be accelerated as soon as possible.

Otherwise.......

Just as Foyego was lost in thought, he suddenly looked up at the sky.

I saw that the magnificent divine dragon phantom that was originally entrenched in the sky above Ionia suddenly began to stir at this moment.

This agitation itself exists only in the spiritual plane, and the image in the material plane is only a projection.

So no one noticed.

Even if there were, it was a small group of people who had a close connection with the Spirit of Ionia.

What's the situation?

Foyego was suddenly a little frightened.

In his plan, although the Spirit of Ionia 3.4 above his head is magnificent and magnificent, it is just a solid "decoration".

Because he knew that this great being could not interfere with the material plane at all.

But this does not mean that this Ionian spirit has no way to take the creatures of the material plane.

If it wants to, I am afraid that it does not need to make a move at all, and there will be a powerful existence under its call to achieve its purpose.

And what caused this great being to suddenly become agitated?

Thinking about it, Foyego could only associate this change with the invasion of Noxes.

Then, Foyego closed his eyes, and a powerful divine consciousness came to the entire sky above Ionia, and began to probe the situation of the continent of Ionia.

"Found it!"

Then Foyego suddenly opened his eyes and looked to the west.

There, there was an extremely powerful energy fluctuation.

Just a cursory look, it has demigod-level power.

And this force contains unimaginable malice.

In just a moment, Foyego had already made up his mind, he wanted to go over and find out!

Because that's the bridge of today's Noxus invasion.

He wanted to see what caused this abnormality, and where did this demigod-level power come from?