Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy
Chapter 120 Cleansing the Cthulhu of the World Destroyer 48
Feng Yancang stared into Ling Huang's eyes, and said with a wry smile: "Huang'er, the primordial spirit of your half of the demon race was assembled for you in the Chaos Clock."
Ling Huang tugged at him even harder, "Why... use... the Demon Race?"
But in the end, his strength was not enough, he couldn't continue talking, his hands couldn't hold anything anymore, and he fell down slumped.
Feng Yancang sighed and said: "After you and I were included in the Chaos Bell, the primordial spirit was damaged, and your consciousness was separated from the body. I captured a few immortal primordial spirits, and it was difficult for those primordial spirits to merge with you. As a last resort, I can only take a stronger demon soul for your use. Huang'er, was sucked into the Chaos Clock, if you can't leave for three days, you will really return to chaos. I don't have time to find a suitable soul for you. I can only make up for it first, and then send you to Nirvana."
Ling Huang could see the bitterness in Feng Yancang's eyes, and the eyes staring at him had to drop down.
Yan Cang caressed Ling Huang's cheek, "I already understand what you're thinking, so leave everything to me. Right now, let's put it aside first. The most important thing is to take care of your body first."
Right or wrong?Ling Huang sighed and smiled bitterly. He owed the blood debt of the barbarians in the heavens, so he was not qualified to discuss right and wrong.
At the beginning, he didn't want to leave the heaven, and he didn't want to be a traitor, so how should he count the mistakes he made in the end?
But now, even though he is in the Demon Realm, with Feng Yancang, the blood relative of the original owner, Ling Huang seems to have found a place to rely on, and he can rest in peace for the time being.
"Your cranes and other feathered birds live in the bamboo forest I set up, where my Yanfeng mana is guarding, and the evil spirit of the demon world will not corrode them." Seeing that Ling Huang was sleepy, Yan Cang tucked the quilt for him and said softly Coaxed, "Don't think about it, sleep peacefully."
Ling Huang nodded slightly and sank his head into the soft pillow.
Afterwards, it was difficult for Ling Huang to be awake, and he always saw Feng Yancang with black hair and red pupils sitting cross-legged in the dense mist in his dreams, sucking the black evil spirit from Ling Huang.
I don't know how many times I dreamed, the person who accompanied me in the thick fog of the dream was actually replaced by a black-haired boy with a very evil spirit.
The boy was wearing a black shirt with black dragon patterns embroidered on it, he looked like a frail version of Li Qian.
"Master...Master..."
Ling Huang woke up gradually after hearing his own voice.
He opened his eyes and saw that the boy in the black clothes in his dream was sitting on the bedside.
Ling Huang immediately reached out and grabbed his arm: "Master?"
The boy who was sitting with his head bowed turned his head, only then did Ling Huang see a face completely different from Li Qian's.
This young man's appearance is very soft and charming, it is difficult to distinguish between male and female.
"Are you awake?" His voice was also soft and cold.
Ling Huang was in a daze. He had never seen this boy before, but he always felt a sense of familiarity, so he asked, "Who... are you?"
"Longyuan Sword Spirit, you can just call me Longyuan." The young man said.
Ling Huang searched around, but indeed he couldn't see the Longyuan Sword which he placed beside the bed.
After checking the aura around him for a while, Ling Huang said, "You... have a very evil spirit."
Long Yuan squinted at Ling Huang and said: "It's not thanks to you. The blood of the barbarian people on my body has not yet dried up. I have taken so many lives. How can I not be strong?"
"..." Ling Huang was speechless, and after a long silence, he remembered to apologize, "I'm sorry."
But Long Yuan didn't seem to want to pursue Ling Huang, there was a palace woman bringing the boiled medicinal soup, Long Yuan took it, and took a spoonful to feed Ling Huang.
Long Yuan said coldly: "There is nothing to be sorry about. You are my master, and now you are going to become a demon, so naturally I will be with you."
"I will never become a demon." Ling Huang only felt that his body was heavy, and it was useless to speak.
The corners of Long Yuan's lips raised slightly, "Understood."
Ling Huang tugged at him even harder, "Why... use... the Demon Race?"
But in the end, his strength was not enough, he couldn't continue talking, his hands couldn't hold anything anymore, and he fell down slumped.
Feng Yancang sighed and said: "After you and I were included in the Chaos Bell, the primordial spirit was damaged, and your consciousness was separated from the body. I captured a few immortal primordial spirits, and it was difficult for those primordial spirits to merge with you. As a last resort, I can only take a stronger demon soul for your use. Huang'er, was sucked into the Chaos Clock, if you can't leave for three days, you will really return to chaos. I don't have time to find a suitable soul for you. I can only make up for it first, and then send you to Nirvana."
Ling Huang could see the bitterness in Feng Yancang's eyes, and the eyes staring at him had to drop down.
Yan Cang caressed Ling Huang's cheek, "I already understand what you're thinking, so leave everything to me. Right now, let's put it aside first. The most important thing is to take care of your body first."
Right or wrong?Ling Huang sighed and smiled bitterly. He owed the blood debt of the barbarians in the heavens, so he was not qualified to discuss right and wrong.
At the beginning, he didn't want to leave the heaven, and he didn't want to be a traitor, so how should he count the mistakes he made in the end?
But now, even though he is in the Demon Realm, with Feng Yancang, the blood relative of the original owner, Ling Huang seems to have found a place to rely on, and he can rest in peace for the time being.
"Your cranes and other feathered birds live in the bamboo forest I set up, where my Yanfeng mana is guarding, and the evil spirit of the demon world will not corrode them." Seeing that Ling Huang was sleepy, Yan Cang tucked the quilt for him and said softly Coaxed, "Don't think about it, sleep peacefully."
Ling Huang nodded slightly and sank his head into the soft pillow.
Afterwards, it was difficult for Ling Huang to be awake, and he always saw Feng Yancang with black hair and red pupils sitting cross-legged in the dense mist in his dreams, sucking the black evil spirit from Ling Huang.
I don't know how many times I dreamed, the person who accompanied me in the thick fog of the dream was actually replaced by a black-haired boy with a very evil spirit.
The boy was wearing a black shirt with black dragon patterns embroidered on it, he looked like a frail version of Li Qian.
"Master...Master..."
Ling Huang woke up gradually after hearing his own voice.
He opened his eyes and saw that the boy in the black clothes in his dream was sitting on the bedside.
Ling Huang immediately reached out and grabbed his arm: "Master?"
The boy who was sitting with his head bowed turned his head, only then did Ling Huang see a face completely different from Li Qian's.
This young man's appearance is very soft and charming, it is difficult to distinguish between male and female.
"Are you awake?" His voice was also soft and cold.
Ling Huang was in a daze. He had never seen this boy before, but he always felt a sense of familiarity, so he asked, "Who... are you?"
"Longyuan Sword Spirit, you can just call me Longyuan." The young man said.
Ling Huang searched around, but indeed he couldn't see the Longyuan Sword which he placed beside the bed.
After checking the aura around him for a while, Ling Huang said, "You... have a very evil spirit."
Long Yuan squinted at Ling Huang and said: "It's not thanks to you. The blood of the barbarian people on my body has not yet dried up. I have taken so many lives. How can I not be strong?"
"..." Ling Huang was speechless, and after a long silence, he remembered to apologize, "I'm sorry."
But Long Yuan didn't seem to want to pursue Ling Huang, there was a palace woman bringing the boiled medicinal soup, Long Yuan took it, and took a spoonful to feed Ling Huang.
Long Yuan said coldly: "There is nothing to be sorry about. You are my master, and now you are going to become a demon, so naturally I will be with you."
"I will never become a demon." Ling Huang only felt that his body was heavy, and it was useless to speak.
The corners of Long Yuan's lips raised slightly, "Understood."
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