Feelings are really an elusive and extravagant thing, but fortunately, feelings in reality always have a reference and a need. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Therefore, people who are good at disguise can also get the most authentic feelings, so hypocritical people can often live better.

It is better to buy loyalty and gratitude with money than to ridicule people with rhetoric and rhetoric. The latter's successive sacrifices can only be exchanged for the glory and wealth of a few. The former is not noble enough, but as a result, everyone's life is better.

Some people don't see through the tricks of some people, but they pay more attention to the result, and the result is happiness that pervades the entire land of honey.

Ling Qi put down the letterhead in his hand.

Two letters, one full of encouragement and weight, and the other from Sorin, are both practical and practical.

Putting aside the chaotic thoughts, Ling Qi, whose basic attributes had surpassed those of his two teammates in an all-round way, and who could even overwhelm one of them in a regular state after activating the demon bloodline, finally showed the most sincere smile:

"Is the show finally going to be staged?"

Sensing that the soul that had become purple, he had condensed all the darkness that did not belong to him into dots of ink and wrapped them.

Ling Qi laughed wildly and laughed, and then summoned a male servant who was waiting outside the door, startled by the sudden burst of laughter.

Looking at the tall young man in front of him, who was obviously a warrior, Ling Qi swept over his friend attribute panel, making sure that this was indeed the most trustworthy person he was other than the pair of siblings!

98 points of friendliness, simply because he paid for the burial of this person's father. Although it is not loyal, it can be said to be loyal!

"Farion, I have a great opportunity to give you now, will you accept it?"

Ling Qi, who was sitting on the chair, leaned forward slightly, inadvertently giving people an invisible sense of oppression. The explosion of basic attributes in a short period of time made him unable to control his power well, especially when he was extremely emotional!

Ling Qi is jealous of the demon Baal, but he is even more jealous of Sitis, the two are not the same magnitude at all!

The demon clone is a hole card, and the means that Citis has inflicted on him are completely a sharp sword hanging over his head! Now, he wants to completely throw away this tumor and burden!

"Me!"

The loyal Farion actually hesitated, it seemed that Ling Qi's performance had aroused his vigilance.

When his friendship level dropped to 96, the young servant gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"It's all up to the host!"

Ling Qi nodded in satisfaction, walked up to Farion, who was kneeling on one knee, and patted him on the shoulder.

"I said, don't call me master. Also, don't worry, it's definitely not a bad thing for you, I promise!"

I don't know which part of the words worked, but Farion's friendliness rose a little more.

Sensing his gradually stabilizing emotions, Ling Qi couldn't help but laugh at the absolute decision of seven or eight points as if he were at home.

"Open your heart, relax, and don't think about anything!"

Ling Qi's voice gradually became ethereal, with a charming flavor.

Farrion didn't know what to do, and suddenly felt dizzy, like someone had been hammered on the head!

It was so hard that it made him dizzy and his ears buzzed.

He immediately felt that there seemed to be something more in his body, in a place more mysterious than his body, in the depths of his soul!

When he came back to his senses, he found that Ling Qi had already left, and the sky outside the house was getting darker and darker, and the moon was dewing on the branches.

"I—"

The Farui man was dazed, suddenly clenched his fist fiercely, and swung forward violently!

Call!

The punch blows, and the feeling of strength and energy excites him!

He knew that he had misunderstood Ling Qi, and he immediately felt guilty and began to blame himself!

It was in such a complex change of mood that his favor and loyalty to Ling Qi were constantly sharpened and tested, as if he was being interrogated, or a piece of steel that had been forged repeatedly!

In the bathhouse, Ling Qi, who was enjoying the maid's meticulous massage, was suddenly slightly stunned!

"Followers!

Ling Qi did not hesitate to refuse the second hint of the Juggernaut about the followers!

Just kidding, there will be a spiritual connection between the follower and the object of allegiance, and he finally managed to get rid of the burden by means of soul splitting, and give it a chance to get close to him if he is sick!

As for loyalty, there are ways to maintain and improve, and Faris is not a reincarnation, just an indigenous mortal.

Loyal lackeys?

That was hard to find in the past, and eagle dogs were not hard to find, but loyalty was very problematic.

But now, even if it is just by relying on the new ability obtained after fusing the demonic bloodline, a certain natural charm talent that has been suppressed by him, he can also make a large number of mortals go forward and die for him, but it is easy to leave hidden dangers.

What he needs now is not loyalty, but a strong thug, pure worship and faith.

Loyalty and faith are different after all, some people can be foolish and loyal to someone, but they will never worship him as the only god.

Faris is good at everything, except for one thing that will never be compared to the Sullivan siblings, who have long since dedicated his faith to the only truly recognized god in Middle-earth, the only god outside of Iya, Eluvita.

This god is amazing, and all the divine units of Middle-earth, Enu, Vera and Maia, were created by it.

Because of this, Ling Qi couldn't even gain anything from Faris that escaped with emotions after the violent mood swings, something that he couldn't even be sure of existing, maybe it would be called the power of faith, the spiritual force!

In short, it was an extremely ethereal, magical energy close to the power of the soul!

The people like Pharys are not in the single digits in the Land of Honey, and their joyful emotions can only be part of the happy atmosphere that pervades the land of Honey, and it is of little use to Ling Qi personally.

Because of this, Ling Qi chose to leave this opportunity to strengthen with the troubles to Farris, rather than the Sullivan siblings, who were more loyal and useful to him.

After all, Faris can only be a loyal thug, not an important unit that can bring him long-term benefits.

As for snatching food from the mouth of the One God, he didn't have the heart, let alone the ability.

He's venturing into the realm of the gods, which is off-limits, and in essence, he's just a man who's just become a hero, not even a legend.

When the number of registered households in the land of honey wine exceeded 300 and the total population reached more than 2,000, the moon of jasmine finally passed quietly, and the moon of fire secretly arrived.

Hearthing Month, 2nd.

Coming to the land of mead again, Balin, with a dwarven companion, almost unrecognizable this place.

"Wow, Bahrain, are you sure the lord here will be our companion on this trip? ”

"Huh! Suck! Is this tavern selling spirits from Pinaste? Goo-too! That's a good thing! Those savages are the gluttonous of all but axes. ”

The dwarf with his eyes fixed on the only tavern in the Meadlands, with a rare blue beard.

He wears a green hat and a tattered black-gray studded leather armor, but the gold belt around his waist is shiny, and the dark red cloak behind him looks a bit striking.

This dwarf is more than half a head taller than Bahrain, and his body is even more burly, and it seems that he can knock out the white-haired and white-bearded Bahrain with a single punch.

Of course, he should not be much younger than Bahrain, because the years still leave a cruel mark on his face.

"Oh, damn it, Dewarin, my good brother, can't you save me some face!"

"Damn! Idiot! Wipe your saliva! If I knew I wouldn't have brought you here! Stupid! We're here to visit a friend! Don't disgrace the dwarf!"

Barin complained, of course, mainly because Dewalin was too loud, and the turtle's words and actions attracted a lot of attention and snickering.

Bahrain is no more, Dwarin is not a master who can swallow his anger, as soon as he finds that someone is looking at him, he immediately scolds and glares back, so that a fellow dwarven in a blacksmith shop next to him closes the door, ashamed to know him!

Although the average height of a dwarf is better than that of a hobbit, and its weight is about twice that of the latter, it will not be the same as a child in the human world, but it is definitely a disadvantage to stare at people.

"Oh! damn it! I'm not going out with you next time!"

Bahrain was blushing by the bystanders, thinking that he was also famous for his seniority and stability in the tribe, how could he have such a naïve brother.

The white-bearded dwarf dragged Devalin across two streets and led him to a bee stinging mead manor that looked like a fortress governor's mansion.

"Ahem, I'm tired of reporting it, and I'll say that my old friend Bahrain is visiting. ”

Old Balin pretended to be very pedantic, and the guard at the door did not regard him as an ordinary person, and immediately went in to spread the word.

Unfortunately, Dwalin ran under the wall again, took out a small hammer and struck it, and the wall glowing with gold and silver immediately shattered into a small piece.

"Wow! Bahrain! These are all gilded silver!

As he spoke, he took out a black cloth bag and filled it with the metal shells he had knocked off.

His behavior, not to mention the remaining guard at the door, turned dark, and even a few diagonal lines appeared on Balin's forehead.

"Ahem, don't get me wrong, friend, my brother is an expert in forging, and he was curious for a while, so he got some materials and went back to study and study. ”

Bahrain knew his brother well and knew that he was not a greedy man to this extent, probably curious about this technique of using gold and silver to decorate the walls, so he echoed the explanation.

Of course, the main blame is that he described his relationship with Ling Qi too well, and Dwarin really regarded the owner of the Meadow Manor as a good friend of the dwarves, and the dwarves never knew how to be polite to their friends.

Seeing that Dwalin had only knocked off a small piece of ornamentation, the guard's face softened, after all, the white-bearded dwarf in front of him didn't look like a liar, if it was really a friend of his master, even if the guests brought in him were a little excessive, it would not be his turn to care.

Bahrain felt embarrassed and whispered that he would be responsible for reparations and something like that.

After a while, there was a hearty laughter in the courtyard, and then the cast-iron gate, which had been only slightly open, completely parted to both sides, and a handsome man, taller than an ordinary adult, strode out.

"Hahaha! Old friends of Bahrain! I didn't expect you to visit in person! Welcome, welcome!"

Old Baring immediately greeted him, and Dwalin was half a step behind, muttering:

"This guy reminds me of those stinky elves. ”

Bahrain, who was walking in front, almost stumbled, but Ling Qi didn't hear it.

It was just a small episode, and Ling Qi quickly mingled with Devalin with the kind of boldness that elves would never have.

The handsomeness and elegance of the elves and the unrestrained heroism of the human beings make Ling Qi have a charm that far surpasses those so-called beautiful immortals.

"Hiccup, Lynch, thank you so much this time, but you don't know, I haven't had such a good drink in more than ten years. ”

After a full meal, Lynch accompanied the two guests alone to the living room, and lit a warm fire.

This kind of enjoyment made Bahrain a little uncomfortable and disgusted, but Dewalin was content.

Seeing that his younger brother was already drunk, and the temperature in the room had just warmed up, he fell to the ground and began to fall asleep, and Balin, who could barely maintain his sanity, took advantage of the harmonious atmosphere and couldn't help but remind Ling Qi, who didn't blush after more than a dozen glasses of wine:

"Lynch, don't blame me for being talkative. However, you should know how our hometown was lost. It is the right of every living being to enjoy, but if the eyes are blinded by desire, then..."

Balin's face was full of worry, and he seemed to see the epitome of the last true dwarven king under the mountain from Ling Qi.

Thor, Thorin's grandfather, was so greedy for treasure that he neglected his subjects, even ignoring the threat from the north, and the mountains of gold coins attracted the dragon Smaug, causing the Turin clan to leave their homeland.

"Haha, Brother Balin, don't worry, the warehouse of the bee stinging honey wine is only stored with grain and wine, but nothing will attract evil dragons!"

"And do I look like one of those people who are in good spirits?"

"Hiccup! Wine! Where's the wine! I'm still going to drink! I'm going to drink it!"

Dwalin, who had fallen to the ground drunk, suddenly stood up, and then fell down again, snoring.

Ling Qiwan laughed.

Bahrain also laughed, looking at the extravagant surroundings, but a little worried.

What can really cover people's eyes and make people indulge is not only the pleasure of dogs and horses, but also the rights, which are all desires!

But he really didn't know how to remind him of such a friend, who he was not yet familiar with, but who was extremely enthusiastic about him.