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Does ice and snow have a smell?

If you put this question in a certain literary novel, the author with beautiful pen and ink will definitely answer-yes, ice and snow have a kind of cold fragrance, with the sadness of the end.

But in fact ice and snow are nothing but water that has changed its form, and there is nothing but coldness.

Therefore, the scorched stench permeating the mountains at this moment seems so abrupt and uncoordinated.

Since Lou Che chose this place as the headquarters of the organization back then, the biggest reason was because there were few people here.However, on this vast and empty snow-capped mountain slope, there is a smell of burnt meat. It seems that many unlicensed barbecue vendors have sprung up overnight, and the skills of these stall owners are so poor. To the extreme, the ingredients in his hand were roasted into a pile of coke.

Of course, there are no unlicensed barbecue stalls, and the charred things are really hard to describe. There are black clumps of ashes, and the appearance of humans can be vaguely seen from the outline.

The battle that was going on in full swing not long ago has actually disappeared at this time.If someone saw the black ash in the human form set off by the white snow, they might not be able to hold back the vomiting, but at the same time began to suspect that the predecessor of these ashes was the super powerful white-clothed troops of the Demon Committee?

The way the black and gray are arranged is a bit messy, and it can be roughly seen that "they" are arranged in a dense ring.If these are really members of the left, then they must have laid a very complete encirclement before.

So, what about the middle of the encirclement?

Huge pit.

If it is measured, it will be found that the depth of this giant pit is more than five meters, and the diameter is more than 20 meters.But the bottom of the pit did not show the state of the mountain itself, so one can imagine how thick the snow is here.No wonder the world-famous J City Ski Resort is built nearby.

Such a huge pit must have never existed before.No matter what force caused this huge change, it was extremely frightening.Calculate, what mass would such a large volume of snow have?Even if large-scale machinery is used to start the work, it can be regarded as not a small project.

What's more, there is some kind of indescribable texture along the pit wall.Anyone who has seen the desert knows that the accumulated sand dunes will be full of wavy lines, which are the result of years of wind force.

However, the one above the snow in front of him is obviously not.

First of all, this strange texture is not as uniform as the desert ripples. It presents a radiating line, climbs up the pit wall, and continues to extend outward without diminishing power.Secondly, what is different from the desert is the shape of the texture itself, which does not have soft curvilinear beauty, it is full of sharp fold lines, by the way, it is like lightning.

If it is really electricity, it can explain why the members of the white-clothed troops turned into ashes in human form.

However, laying "electricity" flat on the snow not only changed the landscape, but also became the ultimate weapon for killing people.Is such a fantasy thing possible?

In the very center of the huge crater lay a person lying on his back, and it was indeed Lei Zheming.

His T-shirt was finally annihilated, leaving nothing left. Even his trousers were missing most of their trouser legs, and the remaining part was no more material than swimming trunks.However, compared to the broken clothing, the most frightening thing is the state of his body itself.

The skin of the whole body was cracked, not only the hands, feet, chest, but also the face was not spared.Most of the skin is off-white, and the cracked texture is a bit dazzling red. The blood is darker, and it will never be this color. The red lines all over his body are exactly the same as the flames.If the remains of the members of the white-clothed troops above are like carbon ashes, then Lei Zheming is a burning coal.

Lei Zheming couldn't move, he couldn't even move his fingers.He could only look up at the sky dryly, the heavy snow had stopped at some point, and the sky suddenly cleared up to be blue, which looked extraordinarily false.

The change in the weather made him almost yell - he was still counting on some snow to cool himself down, why is God so desperate?His back touched the snow, and it was bone-chillingly cold. In contrast, his chest was on fire, and the worst thing was that he couldn't turn over.

There is a sentence that can be used to describe his state at the moment - a pancake that is raw on one side and burnt on the other.

"Crackling", "creaking", a series of footsteps gradually approaching here.

It is indeed difficult to walk in the snow without making a sound. The method of using the environment to the extreme, like the white-clothed troops, can be called invisible in the wind and snow is really tall.Lei Zheming judged by his feeling that the person who came here should not be a member of the white-clothed army. Although they are also great enemies, he has already paid such a heavy price for launching the attack just now. The enemy's casualties must be extremely tragic , even if there are still survivors, it is impossible for them all to be safe and sound.

Lei Zheming also had another basis for his judgment. If the left team really came, he would definitely tiptoe and kill him with a sneak attack.But this person purposely stepped on his footsteps, as if announcing his arrival.

The guest who was out of tune with the environment, the place, and everything around him approached the giant pit step by step, and his footprints formed a straight line behind him, which proved that his goal was so clear.

Wearing a gray-blue ski jacket, he looked like a lost guest on the ski slopes ahead.However, he put the hat down tightly, and pulled the zipper to the top. In this way, the only thing left on the whole face is a very straight nose bridge, which is really a weird outfit.

The visitor walked to the edge of the huge pit and looked down a little. He thought it would be troublesome to go down the pit now or come up later, so he simply omitted this unimportant step.He lowered himself down and sat down on the edge of the pit.

Due to the angle of the sunlight, after the visitor sat down, the shadow cast by his body fell on Lei Zheming's face evenly.Even though he was unable to move, he tried his best to turn his eyes and looked towards the source of the shadow.

Originally, this guy was dressed like a rice dumpling, and he couldn't see anything clearly under the backlight.However, Lei Zheming recognized the other party's identity at the first sight.He frowned deeply, and this movement of facial muscles immediately affected those cracked openings, and the taste was infinitely ecstasy.

"You, how dare you use this trick?" The visitor suddenly said, with such half-truth and half-fake regret. "You know? You're dying."

Lei Zheming rolled his eyelids, but remained silent.Even the most ignorant person still has some awareness of his own death.He did die soon, but it wasn't because of the curse-like judgment of the other party.

The visitor seemed unable to understand, so he asked, "Is Lou Che so important to you? Just because he ordered you to stick to it, you are willing to do this for him?"

I didn't want to speak at first, but now I have to say, "This is not his order, it's my own initiative." Even frowning seems very difficult, let alone speak?Before Lei Zheming could say a single word, there would be a "ho ho" airflow sound, he knew very well that it was because of the burnt vocal cords.

"Lou Che knows exactly what kind of difficult opponent you will encounter, but he still orders you not to let anyone 'cross the line'. What is it if it's not a strict order for you to stick to it?" The visitor's tone was full of sarcasm and acrimony.He didn't even pause, and added an even more sad sentence, "Besides, you and I both know very well that there is nothing worth protecting behind you."

Lei Zheming remained silent again, and he didn't know if he was persuaded by the other party or he was too lazy to argue with him.Trusting this kind of thing does not need to be stated to others, as long as you can stick to it, it is enough.

The guest sitting by the pit suddenly let out a long sigh, with the subtext of hating iron but not steel. "If I had known you were so disobedient, I would never have given you this trick."

Lei Zheming caught on to a topic, maybe he couldn't bear the other party's attacks on Lou Che all the time, so he made a gesture to retort, "I am indeed disobedient. Then who is obedient? That one——"

"Hush—" the visitor put a finger on his lips, interrupting Lei Zheming. "You can't say that about your junior, he is not only obedient, but also truly caring."

Lei Zheming was taken aback for a moment, but then he felt goose bumps on his skin without a piece of good meat.It's not that he doesn't know the other party's "preferences", but he has no interest in developing according to this standard.

This time, the guest finally turned the topic to the most important purpose, "It is very troublesome for me to come to this ghost place, and it is still in this troubled time. But I have to go this way, because I want to ask you—and want to Don't want to live?"

Just now he was just in a daze, but at this moment Lei Zheming seemed to be completely frozen from the inside out.Do you still want to live?It wasn't that the decision itself was difficult, but that he never thought that he would have the opportunity to make a choice.

There was a coax embedded in the visitor's tone, "You have to think clearly, I will never give you a second chance. I don't know what it means to be alive, but if you die, you will There is nothing left, which is equal to all creatures."

Lei Zheming was like a demon, he squeezed two words out of his throat, "Conditions?"

The visitor seemed to have caught a big fish that he had been waiting for for a long time. He chuckled twice, "Let you be a crucial part of my plan. Lei Zheming, since I gave you your power, then let me Give me this favor back and help me."

Lei Zheming didn't speak, and he didn't know if he had no energy or was too lazy to speak.But no matter what the reason was, the visitor didn't care, he just thought that the other party had acquiesced, stretched out two fingers lazily, and moved them imperceptibly.

Immediately, Lei Zheming noticed some movement under him. Even though his entire back was bloodshot and his sensations were a bit dull, the others had already floated up, so nothing should have happened. Miss this change.It turned out that there was only snow under him, so of course it would not be this kind of thing that supported his body.But in fact, the force that lifted him up was somewhat more mysterious than the accumulated snow, it was an invisible but palpable... air current.

The top four tribes among the monsters control the sky, water, earth and void respectively, but this guy has a little bit of power in each of them. Even if he is far inferior to the patriarchs of the four tribes, he already has the power of ordinary monsters. Unattainable power.

However, he does not have the blood of the four races, and he is not even a monster.

The air current carried Lei Zheming up, but he was still hanging in mid-air. At this height, he could be at the same level as the visitor's line of sight just by turning his eyes.As soon as he touched the opponent's eyes, Lei Zheming couldn't help frowning.

For this lifesaver, Lei Zheming didn't feel any gratitude at all.Similarly, he couldn't find a trace of compassion in the other party's eyes. To this guy, what he saved just now was not a living life, he just picked up a sharp and useful knife from the snow.

"You have to go back with me now. Look at your scorched skin and rotten flesh. I can't heal your injuries in this place." He didn't seek Lei Zheming's opinion, but just directly informed him of his next whereabouts.For him, this is already polite.

Lei Zheming still didn't have any opinions, because he knew that no matter what he said, it was meaningless, and at this moment, he was quite desolate at the mercy of others.

"Don't worry." The other party made a gesture to pat him on the shoulder, but his palm stayed in the middle of the way, and even the consolation he put on was too weak. "I know what you want, and I let you work hard in the past. The result? Didn't you get nothing? Come back to me, so that you will know that only I can give you what you want."

"What about you? What do you want?" After the words fell, Lei Zheming felt that it was all a coincidence.

"Well, I just want to be the last winner. Last time, because of a small negligence, I missed the victory, and finally got a result of neither losing nor winning. But this time, I can't say anything. I want to Everyone has proven that I am the real winner."

Huo Lian, who was pestering Lou Che to "tell a story", must never have imagined that someone was doing the same thing as him in a different place at the same time.

It's just that he was looking for it, while that person was just reminiscing.

The difference of one word makes a huge difference.