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

"Could it be that Qian Yue didn't sense the warning of good or bad luck?" Ye Changsheng frowned and pondered secretly.

"Little slut, we're here." Ye Changsheng was lost in thought when Xiao Chenyuan's slightly dissatisfied voice sounded in his ears.

Ye Changsheng stopped when he heard this.

He looked up.

The so-called Shengyang Treasure Market is actually a trading market organized by the disciples of Shengyang College.

It is not difficult to tell from the way people are dressed that there are inner disciples, outer disciples, and accompanying personnel who followed the academy disciples into the academy.

The things sold are also dazzling and varied.

This is the first time Ye Changsheng has come here since entering the academy.

Walk and see along the way, and find everything new and interesting.

"Senior Brother Ye, look over there!" Qian Yue came over at some point and pointed at a stall to remind him.

Ye Changsheng looked in the direction of Qian Yue's finger, and saw all kinds of weapons placed on the stall, including swords, spears, halberds, and some magical instruments of strange shapes.

"How about it, Senior Brother Ye, is there anything you like? I'll buy it for you!"

Qian Yue asked with a smile.

His whole body exudes the aura of having too much money and nowhere to spend it, so come and help him spend it.

"No, I don't need these." Ye Changsheng shook his head and refused.

He wasn't really interested in weapons.

"Hey, Senior Brother Ye, don't be so polite!" Qian Yue said as he picked up a green feather fan.

"Look at this feather fan, how beautiful it is. It is perfect for you, Senior Brother Ye. You will definitely look elegant and charming."

Ye Changsheng: “…”

He can't tell whether he is romantic or not, but he is really a bit of a middle school student.

It doesn't suit his style.

What's more, he already has the Peach Blossom Fan.

"How much is this lump of iron?" Gu Ziqing pointed casually, raised his chin towards the stall owner in a reserved manner, and asked.

"Brother Gu, this piece of metal is so ugly that it doesn't suit you. How about this feather fan? If you like it, I will buy one for you."

Qian Yue looked in the direction of Gu Ziqing's finger and spoke eagerly.

"Ziqing, brother, Senior Brother Ye."

Gu Ziqing was about to speak when Xiao Xingchen's gentle voice sounded behind him.

It instantly drew all his attention.

"Brother Xingchen, you are out of confinement!"

"I was planning on coming to see you later."

Gu Ziqing turned around and held Xiao Xingchen's arm, blinking his almond-shaped eyes, looking very well-behaved.

Xiao Xingchen nodded: "Yeah."

"Ziqing, do you have any favorites?"

Gu Ziqing nodded.

After realizing what was happening, he shook his head like a rattle, "No, no."

"I just think that iron lump looks ugly, and I'm a little curious."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xingchen nodded in understanding.

"Senior, I wonder how much this item is worth?"

The stall owner is Mu Jiu, the companion of Mu Xinglan, a student from the Tianzi class. He is tall and strong, but not good at speaking.

Everything on the stall was refined by Mu Xinglan, and was also marked with corresponding contribution points.

Except for the lump of iron in the corner.

The piece of iron in the corner was an accidental discovery by Mu Xinglan. After studying it for some time and gaining nothing, he just threw it aside.

He was brought here by Mu Jiu who was unaware of the situation.

Mu Jiu held it in for a long time, and only managed to utter one sentence, "I..., I don't know."

Xiao Xingchen, Gu Ziqing and his party: "......"

Qian Yue was the first to come to his senses. He rolled his eyes and came up with an idea, "Brother Pastor, you are selling it for Brother Xinglan, right?"

"Well, we'll help you watch the stall for a while, and you go back and ask Senior Brother Xinglan to come over."

Mu Jiu hesitated when he heard this.

"Brother Mu Jiu, do you have any difficulties?" Qian Yue asked again when he saw that Mu Jiu did not respond.

Mu Jiu moved his lips for a while before he spoke, "Young Master... He doesn't want to see anyone."

Upon hearing this, Qian Yue opened the feather fan in his hand and said confidently, "Brother Pastor, go ahead and notify them."

"Remember to tell Senior Brother Xinglan that Qian's hair has grown."

When Mu Jiu heard this, he suddenly felt enlightened.

He disappeared in the blink of an eye.