"The battle armor core on the market does cost thousands of gold coins, but this is the inner courtyard of the Dark Dragon Academy, and the average battle armor core can be bought for just over 300 gold coins!"

"......" Ye Gufeng said he couldn't understand.

Seeing this, Cuihua also explained in detail: "The ones sold outside are all commodity-nature battle armor cores, as long as they are speculated by merchants, the price will naturally soar, and our inner courtyard is different, do you remember that the inner courtyard is divided into two systems: the martial arts department and the literature department?"

"Remember!"

"In the two major systems, the Department of Martial Arts mainly cultivates combat talents, while the Department of Literature is relatively broad, divided into 18 disciplines, one of which is called the Battle Armor Casting Section, they specialize in how to manufacture the battle armor core, and the two people who fight in the open space, the battle armor core they use is from the hands of the casters of the Battle Armor Casting Department, and the factory sells directly, and the price is naturally much cheaper. ”

"Wow, that caster is not very profitable!" Hearing this, Ye Gufeng couldn't help but exclaim, his heart itched, if he could also become a battle armor caster, then the gold coins were not pouring towards him like a flood.

"Ahem!" Seeing Ye Gufeng's yearning expression, Cuihua could see his thoughts at a glance, but she could only regretfully tell him the truth: "You stupid don't daydream, those foundries of the Battle Armor Casting Department are all carefully selected geniuses, familiar with thousands of books and scrolls, proficient in hundreds of crafts, and this can barely touch the core of the Battle Armor method." ”

"Huh!" After listening to Cuihua's explanation, Ye Gufeng suddenly felt embarrassed, he couldn't even write well, and he didn't have a few books he had read, it seemed that this thing was really not something he could blaspheme.

"Hehe, it's okay, everything is about art and specialization, as long as you stupid can become an excellent chef, you may not be able to make a lot of money!" Cuihua comforted Xia Ye Gufeng, and saw that the time was almost noon, so she hurriedly urged: "Let's hurry up, if lunch is late, Miss will be angry, maybe she will cook you." ”

"Well, let's go!"

"Isn't this Cuihua?" Ye Gufeng and Cuihua had just left, when a gentle voice suddenly came from nearby: "Can you have a competition with me?"

"Who!" Ye Gufeng frowned, looked along the source of the voice, and found that a person was lying on a big tree not far behind.

Cuihua also saw this person, turned around and shouted, "Meng Lige!"

The man has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose and thin lips, a smile like a breeze on his mouth, a long hair tied behind his back and fluttering in the wind, wearing a servant's robe with red edges on a black background, dancing, at this moment is lying leisurely on the branches of a big tree to rest, seeing Cuihua and Ye Gufeng both turned to look at him, gently turned sideways and quietly fell from the big tree, played with the glazed flute in his hand, pointed to another uninhabited open space, and said softly: "I don't know what Cuihua girl thinks?"

Shaking her head slightly, Cuihua politely refused: "Mr. Lige's invitation Cuihua should be accepted, but now Cuihua has to go back to make lunch for Miss, so I'm afraid Mr. Lige will be disappointed." ”

"Lunch?" Taking back the glazed flute, Meng Lige asked Cuihua with some confusion: "How could Miss Qin Si let you do that kind of thing, and then you don't have a full-time subordinate?"

After seeing the embarrassed look on Ye Gufeng's face, Meng Lige also realized something, so he bowed to Ye Gufeng: "This brother is Miss Qinsi's servant?"

"Hmm. Nodding, Ye Gufeng had a little inferiority complex on his face, he and he were both men, but in terms of appearance, temperament and literary etiquette, the person in front of him was better than himself, a poor boy, I don't know how many grades, so Ye Gufeng had to be ashamed of himself.

"This stupid guy is a full-time subordinate invited by Miss, but when I first arrived, I was confused in many places, so Miss asked me to ** him for a few days. Cuihua bowed and said goodbye to Meng Lige: "If there is nothing wrong with Mr. Lige, then Cuihua will leave first!"

"Hehe, it's okay!" Meng Lige chuckled, looked at the backs of Cuihua and Ye Gufeng leaving, his eyes were shining, and he said to himself: "Interesting and interesting, Miss Qin Si with a delicate personality will actually accept a man as a servant, it seems that after the school starts, our inner courtyard will be lively for a while!"

Looking up at the blue clear sky, the glazed flute in his hand swirled around the corner of Meng Lige's mouth, his lips moved slightly, his jade fingers swayed lightly, and a melodious sound lingered in the heavens and the earth, making people's hearts shake and stop in meditation.

"What a nice flute sound!" Although Ye Gufeng didn't know much about opera, he still thought that this song was good, and after admiring it, he asked Cuihua: "Cuihua, is that Meng Lige really just a servant like us? Why do I think he is more personable than any noble family." ”

Thinking of what happened just now, Cuihua became angry, glared at Ye Gufeng and said angrily: "You big idiot, it's better to see him in the future as if you didn't see anything, or didn't hear anything, if you hadn't turned around and kept staring at him this time, I would have left a long time ago!"

"What?" Ye Gufeng felt that Cuihua's words were a little familiar, and couldn't help but ask again: "Randao, he is also listed as one of the three people who can't be messed with by Miss. ”

"Hmm!" nodded, Cuihua introduced: "Meng Lige is the entourage of Young Master Changfeng, the two are comparable to brothers, this alone makes many students dare not provoke him lightly, not to mention that Meng Lige himself is also versatile, heroic, and is recognized as the first beautiful man in our Dark Dragon Academy, many young ladies of the noble family have secretly agreed to him, offending him is equivalent to offending a group of daughters." ”

"It's amazing!" Hearing this, Ye Gufeng had to be taken aback, but thinking back to Meng Lige's appearance, he couldn't find anything to refute anyway.

"By the way, Cuihua, who is that young master Changfeng, there is actually such a powerful entourage?" Since Meng Lige is so powerful, Ye Gufeng can imagine that his master must not be a mediocre person.

Recalling Young Master Changfeng, Cuihua sighed in a low voice: "Alas, in an experience in the academy, Young Master Changfeng was seriously injured in order to save Meng Lige's director, and it is said that he is still unconscious, and his intention before he fell into a coma was to let Meng Lige take the Dark Dragon Divine Throne for him!"

"It's really a tragic story, I didn't expect Young Master Changfeng to love his servant so much...... Cuihua, what is that Dark Dragon Divine Seat?"

"That's a symbol of the highest combat power. Putting her hands together, Cuihua explained: "Our academy has a total of ten thrones and two holy thrones, and there is also the Dark Dragon Divine Seat, only those who are strong and skilled in the Dark Dragon Feast can ascend to this position. ”

Hearing this, Ye Gufeng could no longer suppress his curiosity and asked, "Then who is the person sitting on the Dark Dragon Divine Throne now?"