The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

Ning Xi drove to a store and went directly to the second floor.

At this time, there were other people watching on the second floor. Ning Xi walked straight to the place where the wooden spirit beads were placed and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the beads.

She didn't waste much time and waved to the waiter, "I want this wood spirit bead!"

The waiter smiled and replied: "Okay, sir, please wait a moment, I will ask the steward to pick it up."

Every item for sale on the second floor is covered by a formation. If someone wants to buy it, the steward needs to unlock the formation.

"good!"

Ning Xi stood and waited, her eyes falling on other items for sale, and she found that there were indeed many spiritual objects with very black prices from the demon realm and foreign lands, thinking to herself that Yuchi Zheng was really a talent.

When I was lost in thought, a voice sounded with surprise: "Hey, there really is a Wood Spirit Pearl here!"

Another voice said with a consistent smile: "Of course, how could I deceive my cousin."

Ning Xi was thankful. Fortunately, she came one step ahead, otherwise she would have been snatched away by these two people.

"Get out of the way." Then a waiter walked up to Ning Xi and said arrogantly.

Ning Xi glanced at him lightly and didn't bother to pay attention.

The waiter suddenly looked angry and said, "I want you to go away, can't you hear me?"

Ning Xi said coldly: "Is this shop owned by your family? Why should I let it go, idiot!"

"You!" The waiter obviously didn't expect Ning Xi to call him an idiot, and he became extremely angry.

"Who is it? It turns out to be our most talented battle beast master Ning Daguanshi in Crimson Fire City!"

Ning Xi looked sideways and saw two young men in rich clothes standing behind.

The one who spoke gave people a gloomy feeling, and she frowned, "Who are you?"

She really didn't know the other person, but judging from the strange words of this person just now, it was no accident that he should be a member of the Murong family.

Sure enough, this man said arrogantly: "I, Murong Hua, don't even know me. I am indeed a bumpkin from the lower realm."

"It turns out it's Murong Hua who came back dejected after being slapped in the face by Luo Yinhuang some time ago!"

Ning Xi was not one to swallow his anger, so he naturally wanted to fight back, "I have admired you for a long time, and now that I see you, you are indeed as mean as the legend says."

"You are so presumptuous!" Murong Hua hated people mentioning that incident the most, and he hated Luo Yinhuang even more deeply. This bumpkin even boldly called him a bitch, which was intolerable!

The man in fine clothes beside him looked at Ning Xi with contempt in his eyes, "This guy is the number one genius beast master in Scarlet Fire City? Are you kidding me? But he is quite arrogant."

Ning Xi raised her eyebrows: "Who are you again?"

Judging from his dress and appearance, this man shouldn't be from the Murong family, but he doesn't look like he's from Crimson Fire City either.

"Boy, I'm afraid I'll scare you if I say it." The man in fine clothes was much more arrogant than Murong Hua.

Ning Xi sneered: "Then just tell me and scare me."

The man in fine clothes snorted coldly, "I am Ji Xuechao, the direct son of the Ji family."

"My cousin is from the Ji family in Dadu, and he is not something a country bumpkin like you can come into contact with." Murong Hua added.

In front of this cousin, he had to keep a low profile. Ning Xi, a country bumpkin who had just come up from the lower realm, was nothing.

When Ning Xi heard this name, she immediately connected it with Ji Xueying. The two were definitely siblings, and they were both equally unpleasant.

She curled her lips indifferently, "Young Master of the Ji family in Dadu? I don't know you!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't know her. Now that you know her, let's get out of the way." Ji Xuechao felt very unhappy when he saw that Ning Xi didn't bow her head in fear and flattery after knowing his identity.