"Miss Ling?" Chou Nu stood up very happily when he saw Ling Luo.
Ling Luo didn't say anything, but directly took out a dozen essence fruits from the space ring and handed them to him.
"Eat more when you're hungry, it's good for your body."
He can eat the stems of the Green Glass Red Fire Lotus, and he can certainly eat the Essence Fruit of the Snow Maple Tree King.
The ugly slave took the fruit from Ling Luo's hand, his eyes that were a little too big were shining brightly.
"……Thanks."
He was a little excited, and his chapped thin lips moved slightly. He held it in for a long time before he spoke: "What a beautiful apple, it must be delicious."
"Apple?" Ling Luo was slightly stunned, a little confused about whether to laugh or cry.
"Yes, apple." Chou Nu picked up a Jingyuan fruit, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, smiling a little shyly, "When I was playing the piano in a teahouse, I saw the boss serving this kind of fruit to the guests.
But Miss Ling, your apples are very beautiful."
Ling Luo laughed dumbly: "Okay, just apples."
The ugly slave looked at the dozen Jingyuan fruits with a satisfied look on his face, holding them like treasures, with his mouth split into an open jujube.
After all, he is just a little boy of thirteen or fourteen.
"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. You can eat slowly." Ling Luo turned around and said goodbye.
There was a trace of reluctance on the ugly slave's face, and there was a bit of loss in his voice: "Are you leaving again?"
"Well, I have something else to do."
Ling Luo's footsteps did not stop, and gradually moved away towards the direction of Yanguang Valley.
The ugly slave shrunk his thin body and sat on the steps. He picked the smallest Jingyuan fruit, rubbed it with the corner of his clothes, then put it to his lips and took a big bite.
The sweetness that I have never tasted spreads between my lips and teeth.
The ugly slave's eyes suddenly widened.
It’s so delicious! It’s even more delicious than the green plant rhizome just now!
"Kacha kacha", the ugly slave opened his mouth, took a few mouthfuls, and greedily chewed up a Jingyuan fruit.
One, and another.
The ugly slave ate four in total before he burped with satisfaction and looked satisfied.
At this moment, he didn't know how precious the fruit of the cultivation plant he had eaten, nor did he know that the thing he was holding in his arms, if sold in the market, would definitely be enough to keep him fed and clothed for the rest of his life.
The ugly slave held the things in his arms very preciously, stood up, and wanted to find a cloth bag to put them in and take them home to eat slowly.
However, the moment he turned around, trouble struck.
On the second floor of the library tower, there were a lot of students coming and going, and the Jing Yuan Fruit in Chou Nu's arms was suddenly exposed to so many pairs of eyes.
"Ugly thing, what are you holding in your arms?" A sharp-eyed girl noticed immediately.
A predatory look and an aggressive tone.
The ugly slave felt the danger keenly. These bad guys who liked to bully him wanted to shoot his "apple" again.
"It's an apple." The ugly slave looked at the large group of people gathered around him with a wary expression, and couldn't help but stepped back, "Mine."
"Nonsense! That is clearly the Essence Fruit of the Snow Maple Tree King! How dare you hide the forbidden items in Jiulan Academy?" a man in his twenties shouted sternly.
"What Jing Yuan Fruit? I don't know!" Chou Nu's eyes suddenly bulged, purple light flickered by, and he said with a fierce look on his face, "This is my thing! What do you want to do?"
The three words "Jing Yuan Guo" were like a bombshell thrown into the crowd, instantly attracting all the students on the second floor to come and watch.