Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

【Ah Huang, the turntable is about to turn on. 】

Ling Huang was stuck in the quagmire and couldn't move an inch, [I still think that this side has no branch line for you. ]

【how is this possible? 】

After speaking, a wheel with black and white water ripples appeared in the dark sky above, and Ling Huang stretched out his hand to pick the pointer.

[It's so strange, I used to use my feet to hook, but this time I have to use my hands. ]

[You still have to be careful where you step, you don’t know what will suddenly jump out of this nightmare swamp to scare you.By the way, are you afraid of ghosts? 】

[Don't mention this! ] Ling Huang immediately shouted in his heart, [Anything else is fine!Don't mention ghost words! ]

[Hahaha So you are afraid of ghosts even though you are not afraid of heaven and earth, I know~ Oh, the task is coming, to retrieve all the memories of the previous plane in the nightmare.Me?Why is there such a task?Sure enough, the interstellar command can't hold on? 】

Ling Huang was stunned for a long time, [Does your system play like this?Wash the memory of the host across planes, and then ask the host to retrieve all the memories on a certain plane? ]

[So there must be a problem with Interstellar. 】

[What the hell is Interstellar? ] Ling Huang pulled out a leg and took a step forward, [I always feel that this is not the first time you have said something is wrong with StarCraft. ]

Before he could ask the question clearly, Ling Huang's eyes lit up, and he was crossing a road with vehicles.

The sun was shining brightly, and there was a faint fragrance of Albizia julibrissin in the air.

"It's such a familiar scene." Ling Huang walked away absent-mindedly, muttering in his mouth.

Suddenly, someone pushed hard on his back.

Ling Huang staggered a few steps forward and when he looked back, he happened to see a huge billboard smashed down in a roadside shop.

Before he could even see clearly the appearance of the man in red sportswear under the billboard, he was knocked down and crushed, followed by a large swath of blood spreading from under the billboard.

Ling Huang was dizzy for a while, and ran over to try to lift the billboard, but he didn't have enough strength.

He saw a blood-stained hand underneath, and his fingers moved slightly.

Lying on the ground and holding this hand, Ling Huang felt like he was going crazy and shouted: "Help him! Someone help me! Call an ambulance! Help me carry this sign! Li Yan!"

When he called out this name, Ling Huang's heart felt like a knife, and all kinds of things with this boy kept replaying in his mind.

"Ling... Huang..." The boy's voice came from the gap under the billboard, "I... I'm sorry... I... love... you..."

"I don't blame you!" Ling Huang leaned down and put his lips on the back of Li Yan's hand, "You have done a good job, I believe in you, I love you too, don't die, Li Yan! If you didn't prepare for the college entrance examination together, didn't go to college together, and didn't work together to rescue Uncle Li, don't die!!"

[A Huang? ] When Hua Jinghua and Shuiyue realized that something was wrong, she began to call Ling Huang, but she couldn't get any response from him, 【Ah Huang!can you hear my voice? ! 】

The screen turned again, and Ling Huang was in a palace built like a bird's nest in the jungle.

Feeling agitated, he grabbed a jug of wine next to him and poured a few gulps into his mouth, choking tears all over his face.

Suddenly there was a mournful bell in the sky.

A man quickly stepped into the hall and knelt down on one knee, "To the God of Phoenix, the death knell of the Heavenly Palace is ringing again."

"Death knell?" Ling Huang couldn't breathe because of the pain in his heart, "Whose death knell? How do you call it?"

"Last time it was the death knell of the old Heavenly Emperor, this time it is the current Heavenly Emperor, Li Qian."

"Who?!" Ling Huang stood up holding the jug, and stepped off the high platform step by step, "Who do you say is dead?"

"Yan Gui said..." The man pursed his lips, "This matter is the death knell of the current Emperor Li Qian, he has already..."

Ling Huang ruthlessly threw the jug on the ground and smashed it into pieces. He jumped up and turned into an ice phoenix covered in light pink acacia smoke. But just before he took off and left the palace, a gentle male voice spoke in his heart.

"Huang'er wants to see him?"

This voice is Yebai!

"I have turned into Huang'er's soul-suppressing guide, how are you going to take me to meet him?"