The Snow Maple Tree King let out a soft whimper and surrendered.
Immediately afterwards, there was a rain of fruit from the sky.
About a hundred Jing Yuan Fruits fell to the ground, and the scene was very spectacular.
Ling Luo smiled indifferently, and with her thoughts in mind, she took back the three flame-flaming jade stones, and then she stepped forward. While her sleeves were flipping, hundreds of essence fruits were put into her black jade space ring.
She counted about eighty, which was still a dozen short of Master Pyroblast's request.
Ling Luo raised his head, looked at the burned-out tree king, and asked loudly, "Do you know where there is a Jing Yuan Fruit nearby?"
This snow maple tree was really afraid of being burned by Ling Luo's extreme fire, and it didn't care about betraying its own kind. It stretched out a trunk and pointed to the southeast direction.
"Thank you very much." A bright smile appeared on Ling Luo's lips, "You have done me a big favor. I will come to see you when I have time."
What she responded to was an anxious whimper.
Who wants to see this evil star?!
Ling Luo burst out laughing, humming a pleasant tune, and headed toward the southeast.
"Wait a moment."
At this moment, an unfriendly voice sounded from behind.
Ling Luo turned around and saw Chen Yin's figure. She frowned slightly and said coldly: "Princess Yin, is there anything else?"
Chen Yin stared at her with an extremely complicated look and said, "Don't you know that Jiulan College explicitly prohibits students from using the Jingyuan Fruit?"
Ling Luo said nonchalantly: "I know, so what?"
"As your senior, I have the responsibility to supervise you." Chen Yin put on the posture of a proud woman, and stretched out her hand naturally, "Hand over the Jingyuan Fruit, I will give it to the dean.
, if you say a few nice words, maybe my father will forgive you."
"You are sick." Ling Luo snorted coldly, her brows and eyes full of ridicule, "Princess Yin, please leave slowly."
It's really shameless to ask for it so blatantly.
"You..." Chen Yin's eyes flashed with a sinister look, and she turned around and said, "Let's do this, you give me ten essence fruits, and I promise not to expose you to the teacher!"
Ling Luo raised her eyebrows, crossed her arms, and sneered: "Princess Yin, you are so old, don't you know how to behave when asking for help?"
Chen Yin's face turned green and red, looking like she was on the verge of breaking out.
It's a pity that the thing is in the other person's hands, so she has to endure it.
"I'm sorry, if you want to say something, just go ahead and tell me. If you want to report, then go ahead and report." Ling Luo shrugged, turned around and said, "I have other things to do, and I don't have time to waste time here with you."
Ling Luo didn't look at the woman again, but went straight to the southeast. Her time was extremely precious.
Sister Chen Yin unexpectedly did not follow.
Soon, Ling Luo found the next Snow Maple Tree King.
This tree king is bigger than the previous moment, and its branches and leaves are denser.
After using the same method, the tree king surrendered again.
Wow, it rained fruit again from the sky.
Ling Luo put it away and counted it, there were about one hundred and fifty.
Great harvest.
Mission exceeded!
Ling Luo was very happy. He wanted to get up and go to Yanguang Valley immediately, but at this moment, the figure of the ugly slave suddenly appeared in his mind.
She thought for a moment, got up and returned to the library tower.
At the steps of the second flight of stairs, Ling Luo saw an extremely thin boy as tall as dry wood as he wished.