"Bring it! This is forbidden!"

"Confiscated! Hand it in!"

"What are you? Jingyuan fruit is also your match?"

……

Countless voices of questioning came, and one after another of angry and greedy gazes, like knives, shot at the ugly slave.

He gritted his teeth and stepped back, knowing that there was no way to retreat, and he touched the wall at the corner of the stairs.

This is a gift from Ling Luo to him.

No matter what, he won't give it up to these nasty people!

This was the only thought in Ugly Nu's mind.

Those students have long coveted such a taboo thing as Jingyuan fruit, but they suffer from the extremely strict management of the school and have no way out.

Now this ugly thing is suddenly holding seven or eight in his hands. For them, this is a great opportunity.

Grab one counts as one!

"Bring it!"

"give me!"

"Mine! It's all mine!"

Finally, the proud sons of heaven put aside the pride of the noble young masters and ladies, and looted them like crazy.

The ugly slave was shocked, and swore to death holding the remaining eight Jingyuan fruits in his arms, squatting down his thin body.

No matter how those people pushed him and beat him, he didn't move.

Suddenly, a strong force came from an unknown direction, kicking the ugly slave's thin body out of the crowd!

Below are the stairs to the first floor.

Ugly Nu hugged his precious "apples" tightly and rolled down.

The stairs are as high as three people.The bumps and bumps were horrible.

And those Jingyuan fruits, when the ugly slave rolled down, failed to hold them, and rolled out in different directions one after another.

"Don't—" Ugly Nu's head was bleeding, looking at the running away fruits, he let out a shrill cry.

It's all his!

She gave it all to him!

As soon as the Jingyuan fruit was scattered, the students on the steps on the second floor all had red eyes, as if they had just escaped from a madhouse, and rushed to loot it.

Ugly slave also wanted to take it back, but unfortunately his body is so thin, these students are all practitioners, there are so many of them, he has no way to shake them at all.

In the end, he managed to grab one and held it tightly in his arms. Immediately, three or five students punched and kicked him, and the attacks were extremely vicious.

pain……

It really hurts...

Ugly slave heard the sound of his bones breaking, and the wound that had begun to heal broke free again, blood soaking the bandage.

"Can't you have one? Just leave this one to me!" His eyeballs were huge and bloodshot, staring at this group of young masters and ladies who were uglier than him.

His voice was so hoarse, with a heart-piercing meaning.

Unfortunately, people are greedy.

None of the students heeded his pleas.

In an instant, he was trampled on the ground by those mad dog-like boys, who forcibly took away the Jingyuan fruit in his hand.

a mess.

Countless fights and fights.

Ugly slave dragged his disabled broken leg and sat down in a corner where there was no one there, with his head down, looking extremely depressed.

In the end, he even started to cry.

He felt wronged, so wronged.

The ugly slave just cried, cried, cried more and more fiercely, crying until his whole body trembled.

I don't know how long I cried, but the fighting and shouting around me suddenly stopped, and the world became much quieter in an uproar.

The ugly slave was stunned, and he raised his extremely ugly blood-stained face with blurred eyes.

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