Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

The one who passed out was a tall and tall man. His head was wrapped tightly with a thick cloth, leaving only two eyes and two nostrils. He looked like a big-headed alien ET visiting the earth, which was very funny.

"Eh? He didn't even wear gloves, so his hands must have been frozen." A doctor who was working on prosthetics approached, "I'll see if we need to amputate his limbs."

"Why do you see that everyone wants to amputate?!" An Dong came over and pushed him away, squatted down and grabbed the hand of the unconscious man, "His hands are not frostbitten, but why do they have such long nails?"

Ling Huang blinked hard to see that the man's fingernails lying on the ground were sharp and long, like the toenails on the claws of some kind of beast.

"Get off the cloth on his head, so that you won't be able to see his face." A female doctor stood up and said, "Spread out, the air won't circulate if it's so crowded."

Speaking of which, the female doctor squatted down, and as soon as her hand touched the cloth on the man's huge head, the man struggled to hold his head and began to moan.

"Do you have a headache?" The female doctor didn't dare to move any more, "Hey, don't touch him now."

The man held his head and groaned twice.

Ling Huang thought that there was something wrong with his ears. He actually heard Li Yan's voice when the man groaned for the first time.

When the man hummed for the second time, Ling Huang not only heard the voice sound like Li Yan, but also heard two words from the hum that should have no meaning: "Ling Huang."

[Wolf language? ] Ling Huang was startled, he stared at the anxious man with the big head, [He was speaking wolf language, right? ]

[Ah yes, um. 】The Flower in the Mirror and the Moon in the Water seemed to be doing something else and was suddenly named by Ling Huang, and the reaction was a bit too real and hasty.

[How can anyone understand wolf language? ]

[Think about it for yourself, what's the point of letting me tell you everything?The fun is to be discovered by yourself, for example, now you can take him back to your house, slowly, bit by bit, seriously, and study him carefully. 】

I always feel that it is easy for people to have ambiguity when they say things in the mirror.

But Ling Huang still shook his head to wake himself up, went up and grabbed the man by the arm, and dragged him into his room.

"Eh? Ling Huang, what are you doing?" An Dong stretched out Erkang's hand, wondering what happened to the person who had been silent all these years.

"I know this person, I'll take care of him, you two should leave." Ling Huang waved his hand back.

Although the leader of the camp is An Dong, Ling Huang is the closest man to the wolf god.No one dared to say no to Ling Huang.

Drag the big-headed man back to the wooden house, insert the door from the inside, turn up the fire, and light two oil lamps.

Ling Huang rubbed his hands, went to squat in front of the man and grabbed the corner of the cloth covering his head.

"Aww..." The man called out in a low voice, "Don't...you can't watch..."

He actually spoke wolf language? ? ?

"Is there anything impossible to see?" Ling Huang felt more and more that this person was really familiar to him for a long time. That whimpering, that low call was Li Yan!

But Li Yan is a frost wolf, this is a man in front of him!

What magical plot?Li Yan soul transmigrated into a human? !

Until the man's head was violently unwrapped with countless layers of cloth that forcibly enlarged his head, and two fluffy pointed ears popped out from the man's waist-length white hair, Ling Huang slapped his head, "This It's a dream, I must have fallen asleep drunk and started dreaming."

The pair of hairy ears in front of me are shaking, the picture is beautiful but the atmosphere is scary, can the ears move?Real ears?

The white-haired man raised his hand and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, then slowly opened his eyes, a pair of ruby-colored pupils looked at Ling Huang in confusion.

"I'm drunk." Ling Huang stepped back and leaned his back against the wall, "I must be drunk."

"Ah! It's you!" The white-haired man's ears suddenly trembled sharply, he crawled on the ground and approached Ling Huang, "Ling Huang, it's me, I'm back!"