Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

"Is the mental strength of the students who ran away so strong?" Yin Heng frowned and said to himself, and at the same time summoned a force to twist into a noose instead of the force of tranquility to bind the roaring Li Chu.

"It's too far, I have to go." Ling Huang took a breath of relief.

"Is he Li Chu? How could a first-year two-star sentinel burst out with five-star potential?" Yin Heng tightened his noose, he couldn't believe the strength of his opponent's brutal struggle, and he continued to release his mental strength with both hands and did not dare to let go.

"It's not five stars." Ling Huang wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It's six stars."

Yin Heng was about to say that if it was a six-star sentinel, his lasso would not be able to bind him at all. Before he could open his mouth, his keen sense of smell smelled the warm fragrance of acacia flowers, which seemed to be absent, and he immediately understood.

Just now Ling Huang not only drove his mental power to exert tranquility on the runaway sentinel, but also attached a large amount of guide elements to his power.

A six-star guide who can be forced will work both ways, and the opponent's star level will never be lower than Ling Huang.

"No, it's too dangerous. I'll subdue him in the past, and you stay here." Yin Heng took a step across and blocked Ling Huang's path with his body.

Ling Huang was a little grateful and admired this tall and strong man, but he didn't have time to thank Yin Heng and then patiently persuade him.

"You can't beat him." Ling Huang avoided Yin Heng.

Opening a small-scale protective barrier for himself, Ling Huang approached steadily against the flying sand, rocks, branches, grass and leaves wrapped in the hurricane created by Li Chu's rage.

In Ling Huang's eyes, Li Chu, a first-year student in the Reserve Corps, was only a half-grown child, with a thin body and sunken eye sockets. The dark circles under his eyes gave him a decadent temperament of world-weariness, and his eyes were empty and dazed.

Sentinels in this state cannot see objects, lose one of the five senses, and the other four senses become more acute.

He turned his face to catch Ling Huang's footsteps with his ears, instead of screaming, he inhaled hard and greedily sniffed the special smell that only guides possessed, and even opened his mouth slightly, using the tip of his tongue to taste the sweet taste soaked in his guide element.

At this time, his extraordinary perception has played an unprecedentedly powerful role. He is vigilant and sensitive. If Ling Huang has the slightest intention to attack him, he will definitely attack Ling Huang first.

"Don't be afraid." Ling Huang stabilized his mind, focused on the pair of slack black pupils, and slowly approached Li Chu. With the tip of his right finger, he took out the high-density guide elements and caressed the child's sunken cheeks. Soft and warm reassurance, "Don't panic, don't be angry, and don't hate. Just look at me, only listen to my voice, my sentinel."

The runaway sentinel let out a heavy sigh, and Ling Huang knew that the child did not reject such counseling.

The guide element carries a small amount of guide's mental power into the boy's nasal cavity, spreading and penetrating into the boy's chaotic thoughts.

It is understood that the teenager has accumulated too many negative emotions.

【His runaway may be late, but he will never be absent.Ah Huang, the child is too difficult, please help him. 】

Ling Huang habitually ignores the beauty of the mirror, and only concentrates on communicating with the young man.

"My sentinel, tell me your doubts and resentment." Ling Huang said.

"I..." The young man opened his voice hoarsely, instinctively showing his dependence on the guide, and stretched his head forward.

Ling Huang immediately leaned his neck forward and pressed his forehead against the young man's.

"I'm not a one-and-a-half-star sentinel, don't humiliate me." The little sentry's voice was very soft.

However, the wind in the whole practice field was uncertain, and the sentinel was just willing to talk to the guide, but it did not mean that he had regained his sanity.

"Only a two-star sentinel can be promoted to the reserve regiment. Of course you are not one and a half stars. My sentinel, don't care what others say. Your potential is unmatched." Ling Huang held the face of the little sentinel in both hands and murmured General close relief.

"My family is poor, and I don't have money to buy them drinks and snacks." The corner of the little sentry's mouth trembled.

Ling Huang's lips curled into a smile, and he said softly, "It's their fault. You don't need to feel inferior because of it, my sentinel."