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

"Alas, another fool with abundant resources is willing to be deceived."

"Why, envy or jealousy?"

"He's just a fool. What does it matter if he has a lot of resources?"

"Brother, you've heard of the White Island Master of Pengcheng Island, right?"

"You mean the one whose tendons and veins are all damaged, whose cultivation path is cut off, and who is still addicted to male sex?"

"Yes, that's him."

"I think this idiot who came out of nowhere must be like the White Island Master of Pengcheng Island, a big idiot who relies on his family background to squander money."

Bai Zi, who had been silently watching Ye Changsheng's back without looking directly at him, stiffened slightly when he heard this.

He glanced at Ye Changsheng inconspicuously.

Not finding anything unusual, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tsk——" a childish voice came from below.

Bai Zi looked down subconsciously.

The next moment, he was met with a pair of big eyes that were gloating.

Bai Zi: “…”

"Don't worry, he didn't hear it." Ao Qinyu raised his chin with a haughty look.

The days of living together day and night were enough for Ao Qinyu to confirm that Bai Zi was the reincarnation of his soul.

Everything else is easy to talk about.

Don't do anything that will damage your own dignity.

Bai Zi sensed Ao Qinyu's thoughts: "......"

Bai Zi withdrew his gaze with a complicated expression.

The voices of the casual cultivators talking came into my ears again.

"Humph, cultivation still depends on oneself."

"So what if you were born into a big family? There are many useless descendants in big families. What is there to envy?"

"Fellow Daoist, what you said is wrong. How can a cultivator practice without the blessing of luck?" An old man in a gray robe could not help but sigh.

After these words were spoken, everyone fell into silence.

As time went by, more and more independent cultivators came to watch.

A group of casual cultivators gathered in groups of three or five, keeping a certain safe distance from each other.

The discussions that had disappeared suddenly started to rise again.

"Boy, where is your sincerity? You are not a poor guy with a bright and shiny appearance but rotten inside? Hahaha..." The Peng bird held its head high and waited for a long time, but did not wait for the man in the jacket below to offer resources. It could not help but get anxious. It rolled its black eyes and urged.

"This flat-haired beast is trying to fool fools again." Luo Feiyan glared at Pengniao hatefully, and said in a somewhat annoyed and frustrated manner.

"Brother, let's go."

"We can't waste any more time on this flat-haired beast."

Luo Feiyan calmed herself down, turned to look at the young man in blue next to her, and began to persuade him.

The young man in blue looked at the Peng bird in the sky and said hesitantly, "Little sister, is it really just an ordinary beast?"

"How could there be ordinary beasts in the Myriad Beasts Secret Realm?"

Luo Feiqian’s doubts are also what Luo Feiyan can’t understand.

In order to avoid missing the opportunity.

The brother and sister have been stranded on Qinglinyuan for several days.

Following behind the Peng bird, always paying attention to its movements.

However, these days, the Peng bird is either defrauding the resources from the cultivators in the secret realm or on its way to defraud the resources from the cultivators in the secret realm.

Apart from being eloquent and intelligent, there is nothing special about him.

Nor did he reveal any natural talents or supernatural powers.

Here, the brother and sister Luo Feiqian and Luo Feiyan are still struggling.

the other side

Ru Changqing was also quite conflicted.

He had nothing on him except the magic pen that had accompanied him for decades and dozens of Confucian and Taoist classics.

Obviously, neither the magic pen nor the Confucian and Taoist classics can be used for trading.