Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

The wind and snow stopped before noon the next day, and Ling Huang noticed that the reminder had changed in the blink of an eye.

Close your eyes and look carefully.

Countdown to Winter: 729 days.

Next snowstorm: within 48 hours.

"It's very clear this time." Li Yan pulled Ling Huang's sleeve beside him, "The cold smell is getting closer, let's go, hurry up and go to the Frostwolf Cave."

At the regular meeting in the morning, the people in the camp had already voted to approve the proposal to welcome the Frostwolf to the camp.

Ling Huang picked up the packed backpack, but Li Yan snatched it away.

As long as Li Yan was around, Ling Huang never had to do things like carrying things by himself.

"Actually, I can run fast with two legs." Walking out of the camp, Li Yan bent down and looked at Ling Huang, "Do you want to get on my back, and I will carry you on the road?"

"Are you sick?" Ling Huang stared at him, "I am not short of arms or legs."

"You didn't lack arms or legs before, and you sat on my back quite steadily... ah!"

The last shout was because Ling Huang slapped him on the back of the head while he was talking with his head down.

"Why did you hit me!" Li Yan rubbed his head and cried, "Am I so easy to bully?!"

In fact, Li Yan is not easy to bully, both in appearance and in reality. When he is a wolf, he is huge and fierce, and when he becomes a human, he is even more arrogant and wild.

"I like to hit you." Ling Huang glanced at him and lowered his head and smiled, "Only I can bully you."

In order to keep warm, the laughter of the very densely packed person could still overflow, Li Yan glanced at Ling Huang three or four times, and sighed exaggeratedly, "Well, who made you my king."

"Huh?" Speaking of this episode, Ling Huang pointed to the back of his neck, "After you finish that mark, will your group recognize me?"

"That kind of mark won't work, they can't feel it. There is a more powerful mark, and they will recognize you after it is completed." Li Yan straightened up and was taller than Ling Huang by a long way. He raised his eyes and looked into the distance. Casually asked: "Why, do you want my ethnic group to recognize you?"

"No, I'm just curious." Ling Huang shook his head, "How to do that powerful mark?"

"I can't tell you." Li Yan smiled and untied the scarf and took it off, "I will make it for you when necessary."

[I seem to know what that kind of mark is all about, please please me and let me tell you? ] The Flower in the Mirror and the Moon in the Water are fooling around and interjecting.

[Then you hold back, if I really want to know, do you think I will be unable to get Li Yan to speak? ] Ling Huang got up on tiptoe and took the scarf from Li Yan's hand, and helped him wrap it around his neck a few times.

"I'm not cold. Although I've become a human body, I still have the ability to keep out the cold." Li Yan said with a smile, "If you're cold, you can wear this."

"There is a kind of cold called your king thinks you are cold." Ling Huang patted the corner of the scarf hanging on Li Yan's chest, "Be honest and obedient, it looks warmer this way."

Li Yan was in a good mood and bowed to Ling Huang, "Yes, my king, I will do whatever you say."

"Then roll on the ground and let me see." Ling Huang pointed at the snow.

Li Yan really threw himself into the snow, turned over and waved to Ling Huang, "I've turned my belly on you, won't you come and touch my belly?"

"Crazy." Ling Huang grabbed a handful of snow and threw it at Li Yan's face.

Li Yan squeezed a snowball and jumped up, Ling Huang ran away, Li Yan caught up with him and grabbed him by the neck, "I stuffed it in! It's stuffed in your clothes!"

The disadvantage of too much height difference is obvious, Ling Huang struggled a few times with his feet in the air and gave up, "You stuff it, if you dare to stuff it, I will chop off your claw."

"I'm not afraid!" Li Yan said, sticking the snowball to Ling Huang's collar.

But in the end the snowball still didn't get into his clothes, Li Yan put Ling Huang down, held the snowball in his hand, smiled shyly and shook his hairy ears, "Although I'm not afraid, but I can't bear it."