"Miss Ling?" Chou Nu stood up happily when he saw Ling Luo.

Ling Luo didn't speak, but took out more than a dozen Jingyuan fruits from the interspatial ring, and handed them to him.

"Eat a few more when you're hungry, it's good for your body."

He can eat the stems of Qingli Chihuolian, so he can definitely eat the Jingyuan fruit of King Snow Maple.

Ugly Nu took the fruit from Ling Luo's hand, and there was a bright brilliance in his somewhat abrupt eyes.

"……thanks."

He was a little agitated, and his dry and cracked lips moved slightly. After holding back for a long time, he finally said: "What a beautiful apple, it must be delicious."

"Apple?" Ling Luo was slightly taken aback, a little dumbfounded.

"Yes, Apple." Ugly Nu picked up a Jingyuan fruit, sniffed it on the tip of his nose, and smiled a little shyly, "When I played the piano in a teahouse, I saw the boss serve this kind of fruit to the guests. But Miss Ling, your apples are very beautiful."

Ling Luo couldn't help laughing: "Okay, apples are apples."

Ugly Nu looked at the dozen or so Jingyuan fruits with a satisfied face, holding them like babies, his mouth cracked into a jujube.

After all, he was just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy.

"I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first. Eat slowly." Ling Luo turned around and said goodbye.

A trace of reluctance flashed across Ugly Nu's face, and there was a bit of disappointment in his voice: "Leave again?"

"Well, I have something else to do."

Ling Luo's footsteps did not stop, and she gradually walked away in the direction of the Flame Valley.

The ugly slave huddled his thin body, sat on the steps, picked the smallest Jingyuan fruit, rubbed it with the corner of his clothes, put it on his lips, and took a big bite.

The sweetness that has never been tasted spreads between the lips and teeth.

Ugly Nu's eyes suddenly widened.

Delicious!It is even more delicious than the green plant rhizome just now!

"Kacha Kacha", the ugly slave opened his mouth, took a few mouthfuls, and devoured a Jingyuan fruit with great greed.

One after another.

The ugly slave ate four in a row before he burped in satisfaction, with a contented expression on his face.

At this moment, he didn't know how precious the fruit of the cultivation plant he had eaten, and he didn't know that if the thing he held in his arms was sold in the market, it would definitely be enough to keep him well-fed for the rest of his life.

Ugly Nu held the things in his arms very preciously, stood up, wanted to find a cloth bag to pack it up, and take it home to eat slowly.

However, the moment he turned around, trouble came.

On the second floor of the library tower, there were a lot of students coming and going, and the Jingyuan fruit in the ugly slave's arms was suddenly exposed to so many pairs of eyes.

"Ugly thing, what are you holding in your arms?" A sharp-eyed girl immediately noticed it.

Predatory gaze, aggressive tone.

Ugly Nu keenly sensed the danger, and these bad boys who liked to bully him wanted to shoot his "apple" again.

"It's an apple." Ugly Nu looked at the large group of people around him warily, and couldn't help but backed away, "Mine."

"Nonsense! That's clearly the essence fruit of King Xuefengshu! How dare you hide the forbidden items in Jiulan Academy?" A man in his 20s shouted sharply.

"What Jingyuan fruit? I don't know!" Ugly Nu's eyes bulged suddenly, purple brilliance brushed past, and he said fiercely, "This is mine! What do you want?"

The words "Jingyuanguo" were thrown into the crowd like a heavy bomb, instantly attracting all the students from the entire second floor to watch.

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