Chapter 258 Under the Banquet - A painting for the new Sect Master!
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There is nothing sadder than a big heart, and five words will not float from the sky for no reason.
However, Sister Wei still went against her will and smiled forcefully, expressing that she was very satisfied with Leng Han's performance.
Although I didn't have any interactions with other people, chatting and laughing together harmoniously, at least I didn't kick anyone's two balls into pieces.
Wei Qingyu said with a smile,
"You, my little Bingcube, can barely make it out of the army. Now you can go to your brother Xiao Lin with peace of mind. Just do as we agreed."
"Huh?" Leng Han was a little surprised.
"Can those messy classes be ended?"
“What a beautiful thought!”
"...."
How can it be that easy?
Wei Qingyu has already arranged countless plans for this, which are detailed to every punctuation mark. In her words, as long as Leng Han follows the top instructions in the plan and speaks with a slightly expressive tone, he will win.
Xiaolinzi is as simple as eating and drinking water.
The cause of this incident was just that Leng Han couldn't let go of the interrogation incident and complained a few words to Wei Qingyu.
It has nothing to do with Wei Qingyu's fussing, or Leng Han's smooth flow, but after all, there is still some unspeakable wavering.
...
After returning home, Leng Han shook his head vigorously to get rid of the messy things in his mind, and then he wrote an invitation himself.
I have been dealing with firearms for a long time, and my writing seems to be as sharp as a cold weapon. The thick papyrus paper was punctured in many places by the pen and ink.
However, Leng Han was quite satisfied and walked up to her adjutant and life assistant with a cold face.
"This invitation will be delivered to the Lin family restaurant before tomorrow afternoon."
"yes!"
The adjutant inherited Leng Han's style. She could never put on a smiling expression on her face. Every muscle line on her body was full of strength. The heroic military uniform she wore on her body gave her a heavy arrow-like aura.
Life is so strange. She had just been dragged reluctantly by Wei Qingyu to a banquet where she didn't know what to do, but now she was sending an invitation to solemnly invite Lin Chou to attend her banquet.
Isn't it too serious? Will Lin Chou misunderstand something?
Leng Han thought for a moment and said, "Wait."
This wait lasted for nearly an hour.
Then he handed the adjutant a dozen invitations that he had just written.
"Send these out by name."
"yes."
The adjutant folded Leng Han's invitation into his wallet, put it in his arms, and then walked into the attic.
The attic is located on the top floor of Leng Han's villa, and the floor is made of fragrant and thick navy blue cypress wood.
Thick steam with blazing temperature spurted out from every crack in the floor like a volcanic eruption. In the center of the attic was a pebble-paved pool, in which orange-yellow hot spring water with a faint sulfur smell rippled slightly.
Leng Han is the only legitimate daughter of the Leng family...well, in fact, Leng Han's identity has never been flaunted by the Leng family's label.
Even when people in the base city mentioned Leng Han, they would think of the Leng family, the behemoth hiding in the dark that was blocked by her dazzling light.
The only living water hot spring in the base city is enjoyed by Leng Han. This is only natural. Who dares to say half a word "no" from his mouth?
The adjutant walked around the pool, stretched out to test the water temperature, and pressed a button next to the floor. The huge curtains on the three walls and roof folded, revealing floor-to-ceiling windows and skylights made of one-way glass. The light filled the attic.
The temperature in the attic rose a few degrees again.
The adjutant approached Leng Han and said, "Lieutenant General Leng, you can take a shower now."
Leng Han nodded, "Okay."
The adjutant ignored the sixty-degree temperature in the attic and stood quietly aside, closing the attic door tightly to completely separate himself from the outside world.
The heat of the steam and light quickly caused Leng Han to break out into thin sweat under her skin. She hesitated and walked into the mist.
"Clang."
A bunch of lock blades were thrown out.
The so-called lock blade is Leng Han's most commonly used long weapon. Several chains connect a variety of long and short knives with astonishing weight, thorns and spear heads. When she waves it in her hand, the destructive power is earth-shattering.
"Qiang."
A short spear and a three-edged thorn.
There were at least seven or eight sounds of weapons clashing. The adjutant looked at the hill piled up beside the pool and twitched the corner of his mouth.
Even after following 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. He carefully lay on his back in the hot spring, exhaled deeply, and stared blankly through the one-way glass of the dome into the depths of the yellow clouds.
Bubbles with a strong sulfur smell floated up from the bottom of the pool to the surface, exploding into puffs of light yellow smoke.
Leng Han took a deep breath, but what was echoing in his mind were battle scenes again and again.
The intertwining collision of smoke and battlefield, blood, fire and iron, may be her final destination, right?
Suddenly, she stood up in the hot spring, lowered her head, looked across her body, and looked at the figure vaguely reflected in the mirror-like pool.
The orange-yellow water surface is like a bronze mirror used by ancient people in ancient times, slightly blurry and with a metallic taste.
Even so, it can't cover up Leng Han's beautiful body.
Her curves are exquisite and convex, her eyes are like water waves, and her long, wet and disheveled hair make her sharply curved eyebrows and cold face a little more charming.
Leng Han breathed a sigh of relief and gently stroked the mist around him.
When the fog cleared, her wheat-colored skin was covered with criss-crossing scars, especially a huge, black scar that stretched almost from her left shoulder to her right hip.
The scar is like an extremely ugly centipede, swallowing up all the beauty and warmth.
"Crack!"
The mirror-like water surface instantly turned pale and marble-like in color, no longer transparent. It made a "gurgling" sound and the hot spring was completely frozen into huge ice cubes.
Leng Han pulled his legs out from under the ice, shattering the ice in the swimming pool with such force, then put on a towel and walked out.
"Tidy up."
Leng Han left a word and turned around and entered his room.
"boom!"
The adjutant tugged at the corner of his mouth bitterly, his stiff face was covered with white frost, and he couldn't help but stamp his feet.
The ice cubes frozen by Leng Han's awakening ability are extremely low in temperature and will not melt easily, so they can only be disposed of manually.
This is an unusual test for the lieutenant. Without using his abilities, the advanced evolved person can already suppress the low-level evolved person.
And once you do it, the effect is even more devastating.
Everywhere was filled with the chill of Leng Han's original energy, and the adjutant's legs were trembling all the time when handling the ice.