Jingying glared at her coldly, waved her hand and said, "Okay, stop talking nonsense and lead the way."
Coincidentally, the three of them had just finished their quarrel and walked all the way to the door of the library tower.
"Don't move, it's my sister Ling Luo." Ling Yue stopped the two of them and her face became serious.
Jingying and Jingshu were stunned for a moment, staring deeply at the door of the library tower, where a girl in scarlet clothes and no makeup was talking to an uglier, thin boy.
"Just her?" Jingshu raised her eyes slightly and wrinkled her pretty nose, "She doesn't look very good either. Compared with our Princess Yangyue, she is simply too different."
Ling Yue had sharp ears and asked: "Princess Yangyue? What Princess Yangyue?"
Jingying glanced at Jingshu lightly, with warning and reproach in her eyes. Jingshu realized that she had said the wrong thing, covered her mouth, and lowered her head in shame.
"You heard wrong, there is no princess." Jingying turned her eyes to Ling Luo and asked, "Who is that ugly thing?"
Ling Yue said: "A servant of the library tower seems to have a good relationship with Ling Luo."
"Jingshu, pay attention to that ugly slave."
"Okay, Sister Jingying."
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On this day, Ling Luo came to the fifth floor of the library tower as usual, helping Master Yan Bao organize the bookshelves and clean the room.
The next step is to listen to the master's teachings and listen to him tell some of the experiences of fire cultivators.
Master's words were always so insightful and original. When he gave lectures to Ling Luo, he never needed books. Every sentence he said was the essence of his personal experience.
Lingluo benefited a lot and cherished it very much.
After listening to the master's lecture, she would leave on her own and go to the stone platform in the center of the magma pool in Yanguang Valley to practice Abiyan Hell.
During the third stage of the Extreme Fire inheritance, she once used Abiyan Prison once, and was deeply aware of her own shortcomings.
The skill is still lacking, the attack range is not large enough, and the time is not long enough. You must study hard and practice diligently.
When going downstairs, Ling Luo happened to meet Jie and chatted for a few words.
"Did you take the medicine on time? Are the injuries on your body getting better?" She was still thinking about his injuries very much. "If you feel uncomfortable in any way, you must tell me."
Jie smiled, shook his head and said, "There's nothing uncomfortable. Don't worry, sister. I'm fine."
When facing her, his eyes were still so clear and his smile was still so pure and innocent.
But there is a distance between them.
"Well, this evening, after I finish practicing, I will go see you and bring you some delicious food." Ling Luo had long been thinking about the pheasants in Yanguang Valley.
Jie was very happy: "Okay."
Although she no longer comes as frequently as before, as long as she is still willing to come, he is already very happy.
In the past few days, he also figured it out.
Some things cannot be forced. He should have recognized himself long ago as an ugly slave with no merits.
To him, she was like the bright moon in the sky, and he was like the dirt on the ground.
"Then I'll leave first. I'll give you these fruits to eat as snacks." After saying that, Ling Luo called out a few more maple spirit essence fruits from the space ring and gave them to him. At the same time, he did not forget to tell him, "Don't let
If people see it, they will save you trouble."
Jie hugged those "apples" like a baby, smiled and nodded.
However, what she didn't expect was that when Ling Luo turned around, she saw three people with evil faces, one of whom was Ling Yue whom she knew.