The bookshelves are very high, five or six meters long, and many of the books in the high places are stored, and students who are not good enough to cultivate must step on ladders to go up.

Ling Luo walked past more than a dozen people, and then he could see clearly what everyone was laughing at.

I saw a very ugly young man on the seventh shelf, trembling and holding two very thick books, climbing the ladder with great difficulty.

He was thin, as dry as firewood.

So much so that the wide gray clothes he wore on the outside of his body looked extremely funny.

Climbing to the top of the ladder, he stood on tiptoe and struggled to put the two books in their original places.

At this time, a wilted boy stretched out his foot and swept it gently.

I only heard a "pop", and the ladder was crooked, tilting at a dangerous angle.

"Ahh

The ugly slave was unsteady under his feet, and with a scream, he fell directly from a height of five or six meters at the top of the ladder.

He fell face down on the ground, and when he looked up again, his nose was covered in blood.

"Hahaha, look at his bear-like appearance!"

"Poof, ugly stuff is ugly stuff."

"It's funny, tsk, clown-like."

……

Ling Luo's brows furrowed slightly, she pulled the sleeve of a girl beside her, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The girl covered her mouth and sneered as she explained, "Don't you know what to do? This ugly thing is now famous in the academy, and everyone likes to bully him. ”

"He's new here, isn't he?" Ling Luo asked tentatively.

"That's right." The girl nodded and said, "It's only been two days since I came, but everyone likes to come here to have fun, and the life of the academy is too boring." ”

A hint of discoloration crossed Ling Luo's eyes.

Today's students have such weird habits?

Torture people?

Ling Luo said: "I'm a freshman, and I'm coming to the Library Pavilion for the first time today. ”

"It turned out to be a school girl." The girl looked quite enthusiastic and said, "In the future, I will have more time to have fun, and I will have fun every day." ”

Ling Luo's heart sank.

She doesn't have such weird fetishes.

His eyes fell on the ugly slave's body, and this time, he seemed to have fallen badly, his nose bones were broken, and blood flowed all over the ground.

The ugly slave struggled twice, and then fainted.

"Dead? No way. ”

"Cut, it's really boring."

……

Seeing that there was nothing to be desired, the crowd spontaneously dispersed from the seventh bookshelf on the second floor.

Seeing that everyone had dispersed, Ling Luo stepped forward.

She walked over to the ugly slave who was lying on her stomach and slowly crouched down.

"Why do you look like you're about to die every time I see you?"

Ling Luo sighed softly, helped the ugly slave's body turn over, and in some gloomy corners, under the dim light, she pulled out a brocade handkerchief to help him wipe the blood off his face.

The bridge of the nose seemed to be broken, and blood entered the ethmoid sinus and lower eye socket, and there was a large bruise and ecchymosis.

Cheng, now, this ugly face is completely ruined.

Ling Luo took out a life-saving pill from the black jade space ring, gave it to the ugly slave, and then helped him simply stop bleeding and relieve pain and bandage.

After about a cup of tea, perhaps stimulated by the drug, the ugly slave slowly opened his eyes and regained consciousness.

Ling ...... Miss Ling. ”

His voice is extremely immature, with the hoarseness of a teenager in the voice-changing period.

Ling Luo was slightly stunned and said, "Do you know me?" ”