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

"Give him 500."

Xiao Chenyuan took out two identity tokens expressionlessly and placed them on the counter.

One is his own, and the other is Ye Changsheng's.

Wu Ding nodded happily and did as he was told.

"All right."

"let me go."

The voices of Wu Ding and Ye Changsheng sounded at the same time.

Ye Changsheng's distant aura and cold voice made Xiao Chenyuan feel a pain in his heart.

A nameless anger surged from the bottom of my heart.

Is this person distancing himself from him?

This realization inexplicably made Xiao Chenyuan furious.

He let go of his hand as if to vent his anger, picked up his identity token, turned around and left without looking back.

Ye Changsheng lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground. When his palm touched the ground, he immediately felt a burning pain.

In order to avoid fainting again.

Ye Changsheng did not lower his head to check the wound on his hand.

She pursed her lips, stood up without saying a word, and chased in the direction Xiao Chenyuan left.

"and many more--"

Wu Ding walked out from behind the counter and handed Ye Changsheng's identity token over, "This is your identity token."

"Chen Yuan has allocated 500 contribution points to you."

Ye Changsheng held his identity token tightly in his hand, looking at the people coming and going, and suddenly felt empty in his heart.

There was an indescribable sadness all over my body.

He has been strong since he was young.

When his family cancelled his status as heir, he did not cry.

He didn't cry when he found himself in the body of a short-lived cannon fodder with a miserable end.

Now, abandoned by the villain in the book, he actually felt like crying.

Even Ye Changsheng himself found it incredible.

Ye Changsheng was immersed in his own world, unable to extricate himself.

He didn't notice Wang Er's figure flashing past behind him.

And the villain who came back from the rooftop.

As long as he turned around and looked back, he would be able to find the other person.

The conditions in Mobei City are not good.

The summer is extremely hot and the winter is extremely cold.

Now that it is winter, there are many ordinary people in the city who are hungry and cold.

Ye Changsheng is thin, alone, and has a noble temperament.

Soon he was targeted.

Xiao Chenyuan frowned and followed not far away.

Yunlai Inn

Xiao Xingyue sat alone in the box, worrying about his mission.

"Master, I'm back." Wang Er pushed the door open with a bag of Taohuazhai pastries in his hand.

He leaned close to Xiao Xingyue's ear and spoke mysteriously, "Master, I ran into Master Ye in the city."

"I met him at the door of the inn. He must not have gone far."

Xiao Xingyue: "Which Mr. Ye?"

Wang Er: "Master, you forgot, it was the one you asked me to look for last night."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xingyue put down the wine glass in his hand, sat up, and said, "Come on, take me over to have a look."

Mobei City, North Street

Ye Changsheng stopped at a steamed bun stall as he was a little hungry.

But he has no money.

Several strong men following not far behind couldn't help but feel suspicious when they saw this scene.

"Bah, damn it, we've followed him for so long, and we're following a poor guy who's poorer than us." The tall man spat on the ground and cursed.

"Brother, don't be angry first." A thin man quickly spoke to comfort him.

"Young man from the Ye family, what a coincidence."

"What are you doing standing here?"

"What's so delicious about this bun?"

"If you, little brother of the Ye family, are hungry, third brother has some new peach blossom pastries made by Taohuazhai today." Xiao Xingyue held a folding fan in his hand, fanning it from time to time, with a self-proclaimed romantic smile on his lips.

After saying that, he turned to look at Wang Er, his face darkened, "Wang Er, why are you still standing there like an idiot? Hurry up and give the peach blossom pastry to the younger brother of the Ye family."