Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

"You know him?" The female blood turned her head and glanced at Ivan, "Little angel, what's your name?"

"Ah." Ivan realized that he forgot etiquette in the rush to save people, and hurriedly bowed his head, "I'm sorry I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Ivan, and I'm the Earl's personal servant."

"Where's that little vampire dressed as a maid?"

Ivan was stunned for a moment, usually the vampires would not call their race a vampire.

This unceremonious title is a common name for blood races from other ethnic groups.

This lady really has a very free and easy personality. Ivan straightened up with a smile, "He is the servant who became the earl's personal servant after me. In fact, I am not very familiar with him. I only know that his name is Ling Huang. There is no reason for her relatives, but after entering the White Hart Manor disguised as a maid, she was diligent and diligent."

"Who asked you this?" The woman finally dug out a wooden box from the back of the cabinet, "I found it. Ivan, I know he is Li Er's servant, and I also know that he is Li Er's lover. I am Li Er His eldest relative, I have also sensed his closest person. What I am asking is, that little guy also knows Alan?"

"Yes." Ivan nodded.

"As far as I know, Alan has a very domineering and paranoid character." The woman returned to the coffin for two people with the box, and first placed a pack of herbs on Li Er's forehead, "How could he allow Li Er to have someone he cared more about? "

"This..." Ivan tilted his head and thought for a long time, "Alan is not jealous of Ling Huang, as far as I can see, Alan also likes Ling Huang very much."

"What messed up relationship?" The woman took another pack of the same herb and put it on Ling Huang's forehead, "I thought Alan loved Lier very much, and it's been hundreds of years that he's been entangled with him forever."

"No, Alan doesn't have that kind of affection for Li Er." Ivan smiled and stretched out his hand to touch the bones on the fingertips of the **** corpse, "I'm pretty sure of that."

"Ha!" The woman took out a bottle of blood-red potion and sprinkled some on Li Er and Ling Huang, "Then the two of them have no value in teasing the six-winged guy."

Ivan didn't quite understand, "Lord Michael doesn't seem to be teasing them either."

"Of course it's mainly Lucifer..." The female vampire wrinkled her nose and circled her head twice with her fingers, "That guy always likes to do something to prove his weight in Michael's heart."

"Hmm." Ivan sighed and nodded again, "Master Michael can take me through the gate of the underworld, which is enough to show that Lord Lucifer is waiting for Lord Michael at any time."

"It's so awkward." The woman curled her lips. "By the way, your music box is on the table next to you. I have to combine his soul with his body to give him true freedom."

Ivan hurriedly took out the music box and put his hands on the corner of the table full of sundries. Feeling uneasy, he pushed it in again.

"Without the devil wings, it will be difficult for Allen to come back to life, unless..." the woman draws a long tone.

"Unless what?" Ivan asked.

"Unless there is an angel's arm to make medicine for me." After the woman finished her work, she walked over to Linghuang and squinted at Ivan's arm, "Why don't you give it to me?"

Ivan stared wide-eyed and remained silent for a few seconds, then gritted his teeth, grabbed his right hand with his left hand and was about to pull it down.

"Hey!" The woman slapped his hand off, "I'm kidding. I see that your relationship with Allen is not simple. Seeing you like this, I'm sure."

Being teased like this, Ivan didn't get angry, but laughed again in relief, "Then Alan can still be saved, right?"

"Of course there is." The woman smiled meaningfully, "Although I can't embrace Alan whose blood has dried up for the first time, I still have to go to the underworld to settle the account of Li Er. Take off one of Satan's arms to give Alan a new life." Just shape the devil body."

"You..." Ivan felt disrespectful in a daze, and asked cautiously, "What should I call you?"

"Me?" The woman raised her head and smiled charmingly, "Lilith."