Chapter 146: Lord Acho

How ugly is A Chou?
At present, it looks like the name is true.
What about when you grow up?
Chen Xinglie has never seen A Chou's true face when he grows up. He only remembers that when he married the Empress in the Upper Realm, it was the Supreme True Dragon A Chou who came to drink the wedding wine on behalf of the True Dragon Realm.
At that time, His Excellency A Chou was dressed up, with a mask on his face covering most of his face, but the skin color exposed outside the mask was already white and flawless, and there was no sign of birthmark fish scales.
"A Ugly."
Chen Xinglie turned and walked towards Feilailou, and said, "I will take you to eat delicious food!"
A Chou asked, "Is there any meat?"
Chen Xinglie nodded.
A Chou hurriedly followed, but the silver in his hand was piled too high and shook as soon as he walked.
Click!
An ingot of silver fell to the ground.
"The silver is lost!"
A Chou hurriedly bent over to pick up the silver ingot, but it caused all the silver ingots in his arms to fall and scattered on the ground.
The little girl was scared to tears by this scene, squatting down hurriedly, picking up silver with one hand and holding it with the other.
Unfortunately, too much money and too small hands.
The future supreme true dragon, Your Excellency Chen Achou, was already at a loss. Seeing that the crowd of onlookers around was watching her, he stared at those people fiercely and shouted: "It's all my silver, no one is allowed to grab it. ..."
Chen Xinglie was on the side, no one dared to grab it.
But there was a kind person who sent a sack up.
A Chou packed silver in a sack, hugged it in his arms, followed Chen Xinglie cautiously, with a nervous face, as if the entire Dragon City were potential robbers and would come to grab her silver...
After half an hour.
Wearing new clothes and new shoes, A Chou followed Chen Xinglie into the Feilai Building. The little girl carried the silver sack, panting for breath, mainly because she was still carrying the chicken in her hand, so she couldn't bear to throw it away.
The two heroes and heroes have already secured a top room.
The food and wine are already ready.
Looking at the table full of food, A Chou was a little silly for a while, holding the silver and chicken, sat down in a daze, picked up the chopsticks in a daze, and ate with tears.
Li Qinglian asked concerned: "Do you want me to hold the bag for you?"
"No one can grab my silver!" A Chou bit the meat fiercely, holding the silver and the chicken tighter.
Li Qinglian was speechless.
As for where this ugly girl came from and how she would follow Chen Xinglie, Li Qinglian didn't dare to ask a single word.
Not long.
Someone knocked on the door outside the room, and then someone said outside the door: "Junior Fulong Sect Sect Master, Pang Xiang, please see Senior."
Chen Xinglie responded coldly: "No."
Pang Xiang was silent for a moment, and then said: "Senior drove to Dragon City. As a member of the Dragon City martial arts, the younger generation will welcome you if you have missed it. Please forgive him. As long as the younger generation needs it, as long as the younger generation can handle it, the younger generation is obliged.
Chen Xinglie glanced at Li Qinglian.
The little maid followed Chen Xinglie for a while, her ability to observe words and expressions improved quickly, and immediately walked over to open the door.
A tall, well-dressed middle-aged man stood at the door with a respectful look. Although he looked a lot older than Chen Xinglie, he claimed to be a junior.
Chen Xinglie asked: "Why are you so afraid of me?"
Pang Xiang clasped his fists and said, "Senior was in the air, with a light kick, and shattered thousands of miles of sword energy, and then spread his wings and flew to Dragon City. As a person of Dragon City, the younger generation is very frightened. I am willing to drive for Senior. For peace of mind."
Chen Xinglie said calmly: "This seat is just passing by Longcheng."
Pang Xiang relaxed, thinking that as long as this person doesn't do things in Longcheng, everything will be fine. However, Pang Xiang did not leave immediately. Instead, he stayed at the door silently, seeming to be waiting for instructions at any time.
A Chou devoured food, listening to the conversation between Chen Xinglie and Pang Xiang. Who is Pang Xiang? A Chou had heard of it a long time ago and knew that this was the Sect Master of Fulong Sect, one of the few big figures in Longcheng. But such a big man turned out to be respectful in front of his big brother.
This made A Chou look at Chen Xinglie's eyes, and there was a sudden change, as if he was looking at a long-term meal ticket.
There was a loud noise downstairs.
The rich man who lost the chicken brought a group of his men and came to the door of Yajian. One of them pointed at Chen Xinglie and shouted: "Look at him, this young man, who has a lot of money, wiped his sleeve. So he took out a lot of gold and silver. However, when this person appeared in the slum, he had a pair of wings on his body. He should be a martial artist, not very easy to deal with..."
"What are you afraid of?" The rich man touched his round fat belly and sneered: "Since ancient times, strong dragons have not crushed the snakes. Besides, how much strength can he have at his age? If he is really capable, how can he surrender? Identity, I went to the slums and wandered around, still messing with this ugly girl? I am also an inner disciple of the martial arts sect. I am afraid of him? Even if I can't beat him, I still have a master!"
Everyone around him nodded.
The rich man rolled up his sleeves and prepared to rush into the private room.
Pang Xiang stepped forward and stood in the door, blocking the path of the rich man.
The rich man asked fiercely: "Who are you? What do you do? Do you want to be nosy?"
Pang Xiang reported his name.
"If you have the same name as Fulong Sect Master, you should treat yourself as a person?" The rich man sneered.
"I am the Sect Master of Fulong Sect."
Pang Xiang's expression turned straight, the martial arts aura pouring out, showing a martial arts vision, turning into a dragon with horns and claws, hovering around him.
Puff!
The rich man sat on the ground in fright.
Pang Xiang clasped his fists towards Chen Xinglie and asked, "Excuse me, senior, what should this person do?"
Chen Xinglie asked A Chou, "A Chou, what do you think?"
The little girl grumbled a gulp of soup, swallowed the meat from her mouth into her belly, and flicked her small fist angrily, and said, "This person is broken!"
Chen Xinglie glanced at the big rich man with indifferent eyes. When he looked at the little girl again, his eyes were soft and he asked, "Are you full?"
A Chou looked at the table full of dishes, touched her round belly, frowned, and said with a tone of dismay, "But the dishes have not been finished yet."
Chen Xinglie shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter if you can't finish it."
Ah Chou was very worried and said, "But, so many delicious foods are wasted, Ah Chou will be very uncomfortable, and he will not sleep at night."
With a smile on his face, Chen Xinglie asked, "Then leave it all to the rich man, okay?"
A Chou shook his head like a rattle, and said angrily: "The rich man is broken, why should he give good things to this bad guy? Let's beat him up, okay? You think he is terrified now. He, he certainly wouldn't dare to fight back. Let's interrupt his right hand, okay? When A Chou was caught before, the rich man used his right hand to slap me with a stick and his face was broken..."