Hell Dragon...

Song Renjia couldn't help but shudder when he saw this name.

As soon as you hear it, you will know that he is a master who is not easy to mess with!

Zhang Lingyu sent another message.

Lingyu in 2017: You'd better be polite when you meet her, she has a bad temper.

Lu Renjia: She won’t hit me, right?

Lingyu in 2017: Probably not.

Song Renjia breathed a sigh of relief.

Lingyu in 2017: But maybe.

Song Renjia: "..."

Seeing Zhang Lingyu's gasping turn, Song Renjia wanted to grab him and beat him up.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do it.

Lingyu in 2017: He and Fairy Yi don’t have eye contact, and neither of them obeys the other, you know that, right?

Lu Renjia: Got it, I’ll be careful.

Putting away the phone, Send Hot Price took a deep breath and put away the black dragon ball in his hand.

Song Renjia classified the items in the storage belt into categories and put them into his Taotie space, while the belt itself was given to Su Lingye as an item for daily use.

The brass flying boat flew for a day and a night, and finally arrived outside Chang'an City.

"This is Chang'an City. It looks so big." Su Liyue stood on the side of the spaceship and looked at the majestic city below in amazement.

"It looks like it's ten times bigger than Xi'an now." Song Renjia said.

"There are floating pavilions there." Su Lingye pointed not far away.

"Isn't ancient Chang'an in the human world also so majestic?" Song Renjia sighed.

This cannot be verified. Ancient Chang'an in the human world has become history. Even though the cultural relics are well preserved, they can no longer reproduce their original glory. Xi'an is already full of modern urban buildings.

"Visitors please disembark and walk!"

From a distance, two monks wearing black armor flew over, holding halberds and shouting at Song Renjia's brass flying boat.

"Chang'an has Chang'an's rules, we just have to follow them." Song Renjia said, he took a step forward, cupped his fists and said: "Two Taoist brothers, do you know if there is a cross-continental teleportation array in the city?"

"Do you want to use the interstate teleportation array?" The two black soldiers looked at each other and asked.

"Exactly."

"Please go down and talk first, I will send someone to take you there." One of the black soldiers said.

"good."

Su Liyue in Song Renjia's arms, Qingque pulled Su Lingye, and the four of them collected the brass flying boat and landed it on the ground.

This place is still outside Chang'an City, but there are already many sparse buildings, many tents, and a lot of people.

There are also many vendors doing business on both sides, and there are also many customers coming and going.

It's just that these people are poorly dressed, some are covered in patches, and there are even many beggars.

"What's going on with these people?" Su Liyue took Song Renjia's arm and frowned.

"Sister, give me a penny." A child in ragged clothes and with a dirty face walked up to Su Liyue, raised the broken bowl in his hand, and said pitifully.

"Ah, this kid!" Su Liyue suddenly felt pity. He took out a hundred yuan from his storage, put it into the kid's bowl, and asked: "Kid, your dad

Where is mom?"

The child did not answer Su Liyue's words, but picked up the red soft girl coin that Su Liyue gave him, with a confused look on his face.

"What is this?" the child asked.

"This is money, one hundred yuan, it...ah!" Su Liyue covered her mouth.

"This is the Tang Dynasty in the immortal world." Su Lingye was a little funny. How could the currency of the human world be used here?

He took out a piece of barbecue from his belt and handed it to the little boy.

The little boy kept bowing, then ran to the side, took the barbecue and started to eat it.

"Can he bear it? That's the barbecued meat of a monster." Song Renjia said speechlessly.

"Guys, here comes your trouble." The two soldiers chuckled.

"What's wrong?" Song Renjia was confused.

The soldier didn't even speak, he just took a few steps back and got farther away from them.

The next moment, Song Renjia's face darkened, and many beggars rushed towards them, surrounding the four of them.

"Give me some money."

"Beautiful Bodhisattva, please give me something to eat."

"Give me something to eat, I still have my old mother to take care of."

"..."

These beggars were all in ragged clothes, some even half-clothed, and they stank like a stench. They kept stretching their hands towards Su Liyue, which made Su Liyue hide behind the person giving them away in fear.

Song Renjia's face darkened and he snorted coldly. The powerful monk's Qi was released. Dozens of beggars seemed to be choked by their throats in an instant, and all of them were speechless.

"Get out of my way." Song Renjia said coldly.

Song Renjia took the lead and moved forward, and the beggars couldn't help but give way.

"Hey, pretty little girl, kindness is not something that can be given casually. Most of these people are not worthy of pity." said the black armored man.

Song Renjia looked back at the group of beggars who feared him like tigers, and asked: "Why?"

"Most of these people are lazy by nature, unwilling to work, and unable to endure hardship. They cannot survive in Chang'an City, so they can only make a living by begging outside Chang'an City." A soldier said.

"Does your king not care about these people?" Su Liyue asked.

"Why don't you care?" said the black armored man: "The king ordered the governor of Chang'an to find a job for these people that can support themselves."

"But these people, after not being able to work for a day or two, become lazy one by one and quit working. One by one they go to the streets to beg. It really hinders the appearance of Chang'an City."

"So, the king drove them out of Chang'an City, but they didn't expect them to stay outside Chang'an City like dog-skin plaster. It's really unreasonable."

"Alas, poor people must be hateful." Song Renjia sighed. There are no such people in the human world. Do the beggars on Nair Street really have no ability to work to support themselves?

not necessarily.

"You two, come with me into the city." The black armored man said.

Song Renjia and four others followed the black soldiers into Chang'an City.

Being there and experiencing the prosperity of Chang'an City, Song Renjia sighed that the architectural art of the ancients was truly extraordinary.

Ancient Chang'an in the human world was once so glorious. Our ancestors were indeed people of great courage and wisdom.

The four people got on the black carriage unique to the city defense department, and the carriage carried the four people speeding down the street.

Chang'an City's teleportation formation is located in the inner city. The carriage drove for an hour before arriving at the teleportation hall.

"How many of you want to use the cross-continental teleportation array?" The black warrior led four people into the teleportation hall, and a little old man came up to them with a smile.

"Yes." Song Renjia clasped his fists: "I'm sorry, senior."

This old man has the aura of a virtual realm.

"Easy to say, have you brought enough spiritual stones?" the old man asked.

"I wonder how many spiritual stones are needed?" Song Renjia asked.

"It's not expensive, just ten thousand spiritual stones." The old man said with a smile.

Song Renjia: "..."

So expensive.

"Senior, can it be cheaper?" Song Renjia asked.

"The prices are clearly marked, so there is no difference." The old man said with a smile, "The cultivation level of some of them is not high, but they are dressed luxuriously, and they don't seem to be in need of spiritual stone flowers."

Song Renjia was speechless. Speaking of ready-made spiritual stones, he really didn't have that many in his hands.

However, he also has many other things in his hands.

Song Renjia thought for a while and took out a dragon scale that shone with dazzling white light.

"Fuck! I'm blind!" The old man, who had a leisurely look on his face, immediately covered his eyes and shouted in a panic.

Song Renjia had already made preparations in advance. When the light of the dragon scales faded slightly, Song Renjia asked with a smile: "Senior, how much is this treasure worth?"

The old man's hand covering his eyes gradually moved away, and his eyes slowly opened. He stretched out his hand and groped forward, and finally touched the shining dragon scale.

"What...what is this?"

"The scales of a true dragon." Song Renjia said.

"What, dragon scales?!" the old man exclaimed again, ignoring the strong glare, runes flashed in his pupils, and looked directly at the shining dragon scales.

"It's really a dragon scale, and it's a real dragon's scales, not a dragon's."

"The dragon's scales are full of Buddha power. It seems that it is a real dragon who is well versed in the Buddha's way."

"Boy, are you really willing to trade this for the price?" the old man asked.
Chapter completed!