Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

It was hot behind and the flames were bright.

During the confrontation between one man and one wolf, the torch in Ling Huang's hand fell to the ground and lit a pile of dry grass at the corner of the cave wall.

Li Yan shrank back in the opposite direction again, his eyes kept moving between the burning fire and Ling Huang, his red eyes trembling and pleading in a low voice: "It's on fire, should you put it out? I'm a little scared."

Ling Huang knew that Liyan, a fire with a limited scale, was not afraid.

Normally, Li Yan would take a nap near the side of the tower while the furnace was burning blazingly. When cooking and boiling water, Li Yan would stare at the small flames in the small stove without end.

But he also understood that part of the wolf's wildness was the fear of out-of-control fires.

Unable to bear to see Li Yan's frightened expression, Ling Huang wanted to put out the fire, but he turned around and raised his leg but gasped in pain.

Ling Huang's five senses seemed to be dulled by Li Yan's anger before, but now that he calmed down, he realized that when he was fighting with Li Yan, the tip of the skinning knife that fell on the ground cut his leg at some point.

Seeing Ling Huang frowning and bending over to open his ripped pants, Li Yan approached with a cry of surprise, "Are you injured? Are you bleeding? Show me!"

"Go away." Ling Huang pushed Li Yan's head away forcefully, took out an emergency tourniquet from his trouser pocket and tied it tightly on his thigh.

He staggered to pile up the scattered hay into the fire, and ran out of the cave again and again to hold the snow and come back to cover the fire.

When the fire was finally extinguished, Ling Huang was too tired to sit down on the stone wall in pain, so he found a clean cloth towel from his luggage to bandage the wound.

After the originally gloomy cave was burned by fire, Ling Huang got a blessing in disguise and no longer felt so cold.

Lighted a small bonfire, caught a snake out, beheaded and skinned it as usual, and gutted it. Looking at the listless wolf lying next to it, Ling Huang was angry and helpless, and didn't want to cut the snake into pieces anymore. Just like that, he threw the whole strip to Li Yan's mouth.

The chicken was boiled in an enamel pot, and the water was boiled, but Li Yan in Ling Huang's peripheral vision hadn't eaten the snake yet.

"You still have the nerve to lose your temper with me?" Ling Huang hugged his knees and looked at the bonfire, dumbfounded.

A wolf who does something wrong should be punished, otherwise how can it have a long memory?

"How can I eat such a long snake?" Li Yan muttered and pushed the snake away with his claws, "I don't want to eat it, I have no appetite."

Ling Huang sighed, and looked up for a while at a small shiny stone on the top of the cave that alternately flickered under the light of the small bonfire.

"I'll forget about starving to death. Hmph." After the wolf muttered softly, he turned his head to the side and closed his eyes to prepare for sleep.

"Okay, okay!" Ling Huang went over and grabbed the snake, chopped it into inch by inch with a knife, "I cut it up for you to eat! I'm not raising a wolf, I'm raising a father!"

"Wow!" Li Yan raised his head excitedly, "Hey me, hey me!"

Ling Huang grabbed a one-inch snake and threw it into Li Yan's mouth. Seeing Li Yan chew hard, Ling Huang sighed hard again.

Laughing because Ling Huang didn't know why, he just threw the snake meat over, and Li Yan chewed it with squinted eyes, seeing how enjoying it, Ling Huang went from a wry smile to a doting smile , and finally Li Yan leaned over and arched Ling Huang's face with his head, Ling Huang burst out laughing.

"Aren't you angry?" Li Yan was still a little worried, he lowered his head and grabbed a piece of snake meat from Ling Huang's palm.

"Well, maybe I'm too sensitive." Ling Huang finally figured it out, he waited for the last piece of meat to be eaten by Li Yan, and stretched out his hands, "You are a wolf, you have grown up The rhythm has your habits. We depend on each other for life, and I am your only partner. If you want to practice everything, you can come to me, which is normal.”

The wolf stuck out its tongue and licked Ling Huang's hand to help him clean up the scraps of snake meat and snake blood, "Ah, what are you talking about again? I don't understand."

"I say……"

Halfway through the conversation, a strange and high-pitched wolf howl suddenly came from the entrance of the cave.