The cannon fodder beauty in the book is attached to the demon lord villain

Qingli Medicine Garden

Nine dark red pills covered with dan patterns flew out from the green cauldron, were caught by three green streams of light, and sent into the pill bottle.

The Snow Moon Wolf cub stretched out its pink tongue and licked the little black nose.

Circling around Ye Changsheng's feet.

He hummed softly, "Awoo, woo."

A black shadow flashed past.

The snow-white Snow Moon Wolf cub was unable to dodge and was swiped away by the tail of a much smaller black dragon.

The little black dragon was feeling proud when a scent of flowers wafted through the air.

Look up.

I saw a long silk ribbon made of flower petals flying over my head, wrapping up the little wolf cub that was about to fall to the ground, and gently placing it on the ground.

Then, he was grabbed by a pair of slightly cool hands.

Look into the eyes of the owner of the hand.

The other party's doting but somewhat helpless reproach rang in my ears, "Little Jiao, don't bully Xueyue."

The little black dragon stuck out its tongue, raised its chin high and turned its head.

Ye Changsheng looked at Xiao Chenyuan who really treated him as a little cub. He tried to hold back his laughter, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel amused and helpless.

He stretched out his finger and tapped the little black dragon's head, brought it close to his eyes, and pretended to be angry and said, "If you don't listen, you won't get the beast spirit pill."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a slight stinging pain at his fingertips.

After transforming into its original form, I don’t know if it’s just nature.

Xiao Chenyuan's temperament became more and more unpredictable.

If you don't agree with what I say, I'll bite you.

Since the other party woke up, Ye Changsheng no longer remembered how many times he had been bitten.

Ye Changsheng's pair of phoenix eyes flickered with tiny rays of light as he stared at the little Mo Jiao's dark red vertical pupils without blinking.

The man and the dragon confronted each other for a moment.

Once again, the little Mo Jiao gave in and the matter came to an end.

People always say that those who keep company with vermilion will become red, and those who keep company with ink will become black.

Ye Changsheng suddenly felt that this statement made a lot of sense.

After staying with the villain for a long time, Ye Changsheng felt that he seemed to be becoming more and more abnormal.

We know that after the villain transforms into his true form, his mind is no different from that of a cub.

They also have to test whether the other party will accommodate themselves, and they never get tired of doing it.

There was a cool feeling of restraint at my fingertips.

Ye Changsheng looked down.

A small black dragon was wrapping its slender body around his fingers. Its dark red vertical pupils contained a complex color that he could not understand.

Xiao Chenyuan's injuries had already healed.

He has also recovered all his memories of his human form.

However, due to the influence of the original body, one always does things that are not in line with his identity.

For example, getting angry with the little slut, competing for favor with the little wolf cub, or biting the little slut when they disagree...

Ye Changsheng had no idea of ​​the regret and confusion in Xiao Chenyuan's heart.

After unilaterally concluding that after Xiao Chenyuan transformed into his original form, he had no memory of his time as a human.

Besides teasing from time to time.

When dealing with the little black dragon, he was almost completely patient and responded to every request.

I didn't even notice that the villain actually got angry about this.

Ye Changsheng, who thought he had pacified the little guy, put the little black dragon in his arms and continued to refine the elixir.

I don't know if it's because of his extraordinary talent or just too much luck.

From the time Ye Changsheng started using the Green Cauldron to refine pills, except for the first batch of pills, he only produced seven top-grade pills.

In the dozens of furnaces that followed, each furnace produced a furnace full of top-grade pills.

The words "extraordinary talent" and "tremendous luck" are not enough to describe his impressive achievements in alchemy.

Ye Changsheng became more and more enthusiastic in his refining, and before he knew it, he had used up all the spiritual herbs in the Qingli Medicine Garden.

Looking at the empty medicinal herbs field, Ye Changsheng sighed silently, put away the Green Cauldron with little interest, and flashed out of the Qingli Medicine Garden with the little Mo Jiao.

Put the little black dragon on the wooden table in the room.

Opened the door and walked out.