Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

For some reason, Ling Huang's fingertips touched the back of You Ze's hand, causing waves in his heart.

For some reason, during the January ceremony, Mr. Li was looking forward to the hours when Ling Huang would hug his dragon horn and sit on top of his head to sleep soundly.

For some reason, among the many thank-yous, Li Xi took the smoke cloak embroidered with blossoming acacias by his mother and gave it to Ling Huang.

For some reason, Ling Huang misunderstood a few words, which made Li Qian confused, and left the honorific title of "Shangshen" behind, and replaced it with a string of "you".

Shocked that he lost his composure and ran away, but was stopped halfway by someone.

It's not that there is no intersection, at that time he was a water scorpion, and he had great admiration for Ling Huang, but he had no other thoughts.

Now that Ling Huang has returned from Nirvana, his temperament has changed drastically. There is less gentleness and softness in his eyes, and more guard and obsession.

There is also a lot of arrogance that makes Li Qian look at it for the first time after returning from his Nirvana, and can't look away anymore.

The people he is wary of include Li Qian, but his obsession is only the greedy wolf star king.

His arrogance is only used to compete with Li Jianji...

After a song is played, Li Qian puts his hands on the strings to stop the distant overtones.

"In the great battle, although the Sanqing Tianzun will not die in chaos, his vitality will be greatly injured, and they will retreat to self-cultivation." Li Qian looked down at the strings.

"I know." Ling Huang nodded holding his teacup, "Even if the three Heavenly Venerates did not retreat, I would not have the audacity to worship any of them as my teacher. I still have this self-consciousness. So I actually want to ask, is there any?" The grade is about the same as mine, but it’s okay to be lower than me, so that I can be accepted as an apprentice?”

Li Qian pondered for a moment, then shook his head slightly, "Fellowship cultivators of the ancient phoenix lineage have never joined other sects."

"Of course I know this too..." Ling Huang sighed and put the teacup back on the table, "But now I am the only one left in my family. I can learn from my brother when he is here. Now..."

"Shangshen's status is honorable." Li Qian added in a deep voice.

Sometimes the prince's speech is like playing charades, he clicks and stops, and the rest has to be guessed.

The Phoenix Clan has always cultivated their own behind closed doors, not dealing with other sects.As for Ling Huang, his identity was too special.

Nirvana has always existed only in legends, and even the Phoenix clan has elders who have not successfully Nirvana for tens of thousands of years.

Who would have thought that Nirvana would be achieved with a single click at Ling Huang's place.

Then Ling Huang was embarrassing, no senior in the family taught him how to rebuild, other sects would definitely not want to take him in to make things difficult for them.

Thinking about accepting an apprentice and still worrying about offending the apprentice, how can life be lived?

"Is it really gone?" Before Ling Huang's heart died, he finally struggled unwillingly.

"Only." Li Qian's eyelashes trembled, and he replied in a very low voice: "The royal black dragon family."

"You have a concubine elder brother?" Ling Huang's eyes lit up.

Li Jian said: "The grade is not enough, it's hard to overwhelm everyone's opinions."

Ling Huang propped his arms behind his back, raised his head and smiled wryly for a while, "Forget it, this road won't work."

"Shangshen, let's answer that Li Qian was confused." Li Qian stood up from behind the piano table and gestured to Ling Huang.

"You ask." Ling Huang stood up and followed Li Qian to the backyard of his bedroom. He saw an unknown flower blooming on a tree in the courtyard. between the fingers.

"Greedy wolf star broke into Shangshen's consciousness to deceive Shangshen's state of mind, but Shangshen did not pursue it." Li Qianwei looked up at the flowers on the tree in front of him, as if talking to himself.

"Ha." Ling Huang smiled, and said in his heart: The original owner, Feng Linghuang, will definitely not blame me. I am a passer-by, so why bother so much.

He said: "Left and right will be with him for life and life, what is there to pursue? One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer."

There was a wind blowing, blowing down a small cloud-like flower, but this flower did not have long eyes, it fluttered and fell on Li Qian's shoulder.

Xu Shili cherished the flowers, saw his shoulders tremble, and then turned his head to look at his eyes with broken gold.

Ling Huang was taken aback.

Li Qian said: "Go and prepare the teacher's invitation."