Doomsday Pavilion

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There is nothing more mourning than a heart, and there will be no five words floating in the sky for no reason.

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

Although there is no intersection with other people, harmony and talk and laughter, but 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 Little Brother 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 simply 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 do with Leng Han's success, but there are still some unspeakable vacillations after all.

...

When he returned 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 guns and weapons for a long time, and the written words seem to be able to bring the sharpness of cold weapons, and the thick papyrus paper is pierced by pen and ink in many places.

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

"This invitation will be delivered to the 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 power. 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 about it 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 card into the wallet and placed it in his arms, 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 gap in the floor. In the center of the attic, there is a pool with a pebble bottom. The orange-yellow hot spring water with a faint sulfur smell ripples slightly in it.

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's label.

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 pop a half-word from his mouth?

The adjutant patrolled the pool for a week, reached out to test the temperature of the water, pressed a button next to the floor, and 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 was ascending a few more 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 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 weapon collisions, the adjutant twitched while looking at a hill piled up by the pool.

Even after having been with Lieutenant General Leng for so long, I still can't get used to Lieutenant General Leng's unique style.

Leng Han's face hidden in the mist tightened, and he carefully lay on his back in the hot spring, exhaling deeply, his eyes cast blankly into the depths of the yellow clouds through the one-way glass of the dome.

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

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

The intertwining 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 ancients in ancient times, slightly fuzzy, with a metallic taste.

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

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

Leng Han sighed and gently stroked the mist 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 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 the own room.

"boom!"

The adjutant twitched the corners of his mouth bitterly, with hoarfrost on his stiff face, he couldn't help stomping his feet.

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

This is an extraordinary test for the adjutant. In the case of not using his abilities, the advanced evolutionary person has been able to suppress the "potential" of the lower-level evolutionary person.

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.

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