Is the Evil God Me?

[Weaving Moth] passed through the sky, and [Burning Sun] followed.

Sunrise when the world is clean.

When the carriage was prepared early, Emista, who was dressed in a purple palace dress, climbed up like a graceful purple rose. I wonder if it was an illusion that the countess's figure seemed to be more mature and beautiful after being nourished. Lin En, who was supporting her jade hand, was dressed in serious black and white, but his expression was a little listless.

The emerald-like eyes disappeared behind the eyelids from time to time, and if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't tell that he was a little sleepy. The little gentleman always had a unique trick of cheating and slipping, which was trained during the overtime contest with Fu Bao.

The creaking sound of the wheel rolling bearing rubbing sounded.

The incense in the car and the fragrant body fragrance on someone's body reminded Lynn a little. His brain told him two things, one was that the countess's charming body was close at hand, and the other was The thing is they are going to a very important salon today.

"You shouldn't rest too late last night, right?"

Leaning forward, the countess slowly massaged Lynn's temple with her fingers.

"I think I'd be resting pretty well if Mertice's **** brush hadn't been so hard last night."

"Oh? Did you use the brush again last night?"

Yesterday did not favor the dear little man, Emiste looked slightly surprised, but from the cunning in her eyes, Lynn knew that she was teasing herself.

However, looking at the beautiful scenery that was slightly sagging and swaying due to gravity, Lynn generously forgave the countess's bad-hearted teasing, just like bullying the eldest sister. As long as there is a chance that he is usually bullied, he will always be in the right place. The location doubled the bully back.

Going to an address today.

Specifically, Lynn didn't care. Hearing the name, it should be a big mansion similar to that of the countess. If she can be a friend she needs to deal with seriously, she must have a good identity. Most of them are oligarchs in a certain industry chain.

Today's theme is salon.

Because the humanistic attributes of Beifeng Town have been added, the salon level of this place is also much higher than that of Stim, especially during the autumn hunting period. In Lynn's words, I'm afraid this is the only thing in this place that can surpass the [Steam Capital], and the other is the natural environment that even slows down time.

For example, dramatists, writers, poets, musicians, painters, critics, philosophers and politicians all gathered together, bringing together characters from several southern counties, or came spontaneously to this node to communicate their masterpieces Or inspiration, which is definitely bigger than the salon Lynn has seen in Stim.

"It doesn't seem to have been affected by the war at all here."

In the slightly swaying carriage, Lynn was slowly slicing Sydney, facing a mouth waiting to be fed. Looking out the car window, it was the rhythm of life at least thirty years ago, combined with what he saw when he was wandering around yesterday, Lin En said thoughtfully.

"The fire of war has never burned the land of Albion."

Emista's indifferent appearance.

The circle of small alliance countries around Albion is no joke, just like Lynn's world line, after the last Asan dies, he will surrender with Ying.

"The war is too far from Albion, too close to the soldiers..."

A faint worry flashed across Lin En's eyebrows.

It is completely different from Stim's fast-paced, somewhat crowded and busy atmosphere. This kind of local town and countryside reveals a kind of solidification in the leisurely slowness. The future of people on rural land has been planned, and even their children, children's children, have the same fate. Lynn felt a strong sense of discomfort. Even in the overall war on the mainland, the industrialization of the city would be difficult to break the control of the nobles in the countryside. The solidification of the countryside is obviously more serious than that of the city. What kind of force is needed to break this situation? What kind of shackles?

The situation in the city is bad enough, and the situation in the countryside is worse than imagined. There is no need for the world to surround the city with the countryside. Lynn feels that he has underestimated the control of this **** feudal lord model over people.

actually……

On this continent, it is not that there are no places suitable for fanning, ahem, and good development. For example, Hopps, a land of four wars, is a natural base after the defeat, but the problem is that it is too far away, and there is no need to send people to this kind of thing at present.

Lynn was forced to make cakes in a place like the [Steam Capital], which was also a helpless act of being forced out.

At Stim, Mr. Little is a resource and a crisis.

"It's really suitable to rest here, but it's not suitable for people like us to stay for a long time, isn't it?" The countess also held her cheeks and looked at the scenery outside the window.

Her words seemed to have some deep meaning, and before Lin En thought about it, she continued to speak with great interest.

"As far as I know, the stewards and secretaries of this place are full of oil. Even if there are so many of us who keep it here, the greed is endless. Every time I come here, I see a group of people who eat too much fat. Cleaned up ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Ordinary people's taxes cannot be completed in this place to accumulate wealth, their only duty in life is to take care of this town and make it the idyllic scenery that the nobles want.'

Lynn's mind is still relatively clear.

This is where the nobles keep and play, killing a few **** people every year, doesn't it still depend on their mood. God knows, are there any strange places here, such as underground black boxing competitions, **** arenas, high-end clubs, high-dollar places, high-drug paradise, etc. Lin En guessed that there must be some.

But the countess didn't mention it, so Lynn didn't plan to ask.

Since the last test of spending money, Amiste knew very well what Lynn really wanted. money? He has a unique perspective on wealth. enjoy? Delicious food and beauty are acceptable to him without being overly intoxicated. right? Possibly, but it can be seen from the fact that he has allocated people to him that he regards power as a tool. strength? If so, he would not choose an extraordinary profession like [Flower Maker].

cause!

Lynn is someone who is eager for a career. He has ambition in his eyes, but he is very clean. He doesn't care much about doing good deeds, and such a person happens to be what Emiste needs.

The delicate red lips bit into the juicy white tender flesh, and the pear slices that Lynn cut with her own hands had to be molested twice before swallowing them. The countess seemed to be showing off how dexterous her tongue was.

"When I get to the place, after I introduce people to you, it's up to you to move around."

"Ok?"

"This salon is actually a politically-focused salon. There are people in the Labour Party who are ready to show their ambitions on this stage and prepare for a political promise before the shadow cabinet takes office."

Emister briefly reminded him, and Lynn immediately understood and nodded to indicate that there was no problem.