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

Wu Ding raised his head and glanced at Xiao Chenyuan and Ye Changsheng, smiling meaningfully.

He took out a blank identity token from the counter and reminded, "Engrave your name and drop a drop of blood on it."

Xiao Chenyuan reached out and took the blank identity token from Wu Ding's hand.

A sharp energy flew out from the fingertips, leaving a winding mark on the blank token.

Ye Changsheng couldn't help his curiosity and stepped forward to take a look.

What a weird scribble. I can't understand it at all.

If he had not possessed the original owner's memories, he would have almost thought that he had been reincarnated into an illiterate person who could not read a single word.

Xiao Chenyuan snorted coldly and handed the blank token to Ye Changsheng, "Drop blood."

Upon hearing this, Ye Changsheng instinctively took a half step back, glanced at his head, not looking at Xiao Chenyuan, and said with a lack of confidence, "Can I not drop it?"

A smile flashed across Xiao Chenyuan's eyes, and he uttered a word coldly, "Ding."

Ye Changsheng: “…”

"A blockhead villain who has no compassion for women."

Wu Ding, who was counting the star cores on the side, found it funny and said cheerfully, "Chen Yuan, don't be so mean to the little kids."

After saying that, he turned to look at Ye Changsheng and explained, "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt."

"One drop is enough. After the blood recognizes the owner, it can be stored in the body so that it is not easy to lose."

Ye Changsheng's handsome face turned red with embarrassment.

She stretched out a green jade finger, raised her chin towards Xiao Chenyuan, and said, "You come."

Xiao Chenyuan raised his hand and the heavy sword flashed past, leaving a small cut one centimeter long on Ye Changsheng's index finger.

Warm blood gushed out.

Ye Changsheng only felt a flash before his eyes, his body went limp, and he fell straight backwards.

"This damn blood phobia, did it really come with him?"

While unconscious, Ye Changsheng was thinking with a heart full of resentment.

The Changsheng Ye family of the Blue Water Star is a hidden lineage of ancient doctors, a family of medicine that has been passed down for hundreds of generations.

Ye Changsheng, the direct descendant of the Ye family.

Born intelligent, he could identify thousands of medicinal herbs at the age of three, shocking the whole family.

At the age of five, he was unanimously elected by the family to become the 623rd generation inheritor.

Until he was injured in an accident and his tribe members discovered that he was suffering from hemophobia...

The ups and downs of consciousness.

Ye Changsheng seemed to have returned to the day in his previous life when he was discovered to be suffering from hemophobia.

Grandpa was hunched over with his hands behind his back, his eyes dimmed and his tone disappointed, "Little Changsheng suffers from hemophobia, so he is not suitable to inherit the Ye family's medical heritage."

"Send him into the secular world."

At that time, Ye Changsheng was only ten years old.

"Why is he crying?" Wu Ding raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Xiao Chenyuan and Ye Changsheng, and spoke with suspicion.

Low sobbing sounds, like the humming of a little animal, came out intermittently.

"I don't know." Xiao Chenyuan frowned and spoke in a stiff tone.

"Is it you—"

When the words came to his lips, he suddenly fell silent.

In the eyes of Xiao Chenyuan and Wu Ding, a wound the length of a fingernail is not a wound at all.

Wu Ding really couldn't ask against his will whether Xiao Chenyuan had hurt anyone.

There is no such thing as hemophobia in this world.

The two looked at each other and tacitly avoided the topic.

Xiao Chenyuan's sharp eyes swept across Ye Changsheng's fingertips, and the wound had healed automatically.

The person in his arms also stopped sobbing.

It was as if she was crying because of the pain in the wound.

When Xiao Chenyuan thought about going out to hunt monsters in the future with such a crybaby following him, he couldn't help but feel a headache.

"Five hundred one-star monsters, 500 contribution points, seventy-five two-star monsters, 750 contribution points, minus 200 contribution points for a blank identity token, a total of 1050 contribution points."

"Still follow the old rules and transfer all of them to your identity token?" Wu Ding raised his eyes to look at Xiao Chenyuan and asked with a smile.

The two of them are old acquaintances.

When he first met Xiao Chenyuan, he was covered in dirt, dragging a one-star monster that was half a head taller than him. At first glance, he looked like a little wolf cub.

Now, the little wolf cub has grown into a big wolf cub, and his sharpness has been restrained a lot.