Doomsday Pavilion

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There is no more mourning than a heart, and the sky will not float five words for no reason.

However, Sister Wei still smiled very unintentionally and far-fetched, expressing her satisfaction with Leng Han's performance.

Although there is no intersection with other people, harmony and talk and laughter, at the very least, there is no two balls that have been broken.

Wei Qingyu said with a smile,

"You, you can barely get my little ice cube, now you can go to your brother Xiaolin with confidence, just do as we agreed."

"Hey?" Leng Han had a little surprise.

"Can those messy courses be over?"

"The beauty of thinking!"

"..."

How can it be so easy?

Wei Qingyu has already arranged countless plans detailed to each punctuation mark. In her words, as long as Leng Han follows the highest instructions on the plan and speaks with a slight expression tone, then take it Xiaolinzi is as simple as eating and drinking water.

And the cause of this incident was just that Leng Han had always had a small lump in his mind about the interrogation incident and complained a few words to Wei Qingyu.

It has nothing to do with Wei Qingyu's fussing, nor does it have to Leng Han's success, but there are still some unspeakable vacillations after all.

...

After returning home, Leng Han shook his head vigorously and threw out the messy things in his mind before he wrote an invitation card by himself.

I have been dealing with firearms and weapons for a long time, and the written characters seem to be able to bring the sharpness of cold weapons, and the thick papyrus paper is pierced by pen and ink.

But Leng Han was still satisfied, and walked to her adjutant who was also a life assistant with a cold face.

"This invitation will be delivered to Lin's Xiaoguan before tomorrow afternoon."

"Yes!"

The adjutant inherited Leng Han's style, and could never make a smile on her face. Every muscle line on her body was full of strength. The heroic military uniform was worn on her body with a heavy arrow-like momentum.

Life is such a wonderful life. It was obvious that she had just been dragged by Wei Qingyu to a banquet where she didn't know what to do, but now she was going to send an invitation to solemnly invite Lin Chou to attend her banquet.

Isn't it, it's too serious, will Lin Chou misunderstand something?

Leng Han thought again, "Wait."

This wait is nearly an hour.

Then he handed over a dozen invitations just written to the adjutant.

"These, send them out by name."

"Yes."

The adjutant folded Leng Han's invitation into the wallet and placed it in his arms, and then walked into the attic.

The loft is located on the top floor of the villa where Lenghan is located, and the ground is a thick navy blue cypress wood floor.

The thick steam with the hot temperature is like a volcanic eruption. It sprays thinly from every crack in the floor. In the center of the attic, there is a pool with a pebble bottom, with orange-yellow hot spring water rippling slightly with a faint sulfur smell.

Leng Han is the only daughter of the Leng family....Uh, in fact, Leng Han's identity has never been advertised by the Leng family.

Even when people in the base city mentioned Leng Han, they thought of the behemoth that was hidden in the dark by her dazzling light, Leng Jia.

The only sight of the hot spring in the base city was enjoyed by Leng Han. This is justified. Who would dare to jump out of his mouth?

The adjutant patrolled the pool for a week, stretched out to test the temperature of the water, and pressed a button next to the floor. The huge curtains on the three walls and the roof gathered together, revealing floor-to-ceiling windows and skylights composed of one-way glass, and the light filled the attic. The temperature in the attic rose another few degrees.

The adjutant approached Leng Han, "Lieutenant General Leng, you can take a shower."

Leng Han nodded, "Okay."

The adjutant ignored the temperature of up to sixty degrees in the attic, and stood quietly to the side, closing the door of the attic again and completely separated from the outside world.

The heat of the steam and light quickly caused Leng Han's skin to sweat finely. She hesitated and walked into the mist.

"Dangling."

A string of lock blades was thrown out.

The so-called lock blade is Leng Han's most commonly used long weapon. Several chains are linked with various long and short knives, spikes and spear heads of amazing weight. When they are swung in her hands, their destructive power is earth-shattering.

"Chang."

A short gun, a three-sided thorn.

At least seven or eight sounds of weapons colliding, the adjutant twitched while looking at a hill piled up by the pool.

Even after having been with Lieutenant General Leng for so long, he still couldn't get used to his unique style.

Leng Han's face hidden in the mist tightened. He lay on his back cautiously in the hot spring, exhaling a deep breath, looking blankly through the one-way glass of the dome, and cast into the depths of the yellow cloud.

Bubbles with a strong sulphur smell floated from the bottom of the pool to the surface, exploding into a light yellow smoke.

Leng Han took a deep breath, but the scenes of battle reverberated in his mind.

The interweaving and collision of gunpowder and battlefield, blood and fire and iron may be her final destination, right?

Suddenly, she stood up in the hot spring, lowered her head, glanced across her body, and looked at the figure faintly reflected in the mirror-like pool.

The orange-yellow water surface is like a bronze mirror used by ancient people in ancient times, slightly fuzzy, with a metallic taste.

Even so, it couldn't hide Leng Han's nice body.

Curvy and bulging, her eyes are like water waves, and her long and wet hair makes her curved, sharp eyebrows and cold face a little charming.

Leng Han sighed and gently stroked the fog beside him.

The mist was scattered, and her wheat-colored skin was covered with scars, especially a huge black scar, which almost stretched from her left shoulder to her right crotch.

The scar is like an extremely ugly centipede, swallowing all the beauty and warmth.

"Crack!"

The water surface, like a mirror, instantly turned pale and marble-like color, no longer transparent, and made a "cuckling" tremor-the hot spring was completely frozen into a huge block of ice.

Leng Han pulled out his leg from under the ice, shattered the ice in the swimming pool with great force, then put on a bath towel and walked out.

"Clean up."

Leng Han dropped a word, turned around and entered his room.

"boom!"

The adjutant tugged at the corners of his mouth bitterly, with hoarfrost on his stiff face, he could not help stomping his feet.

The ice cubes frozen by Leng Han's awakening ability are extremely low in temperature and will not melt easily, and can only be disposed of artificially.

This is an extraordinary test for the adjutant. In the case of not using his abilities, advanced evolutionary people can already suppress low-level evolutionary people.

And once you start, the effect is even more devastating.

The chill of Lenghan's original energy is everywhere, and the adjutant's legs are always trembling when dealing with the ice.