The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

Bailiyu sent the news to the clan in advance, so Ning Xi was warmly received by the senior officials of the Flying Tiger clan as soon as she stepped through the door.

It is an honor for the Feihu Clan to entertain the nobles of the Kunpeng Clan.

Except for the Supreme Elder of the Flying Tiger Clan who was in retreat and a Xuansheng Elder, most of the other senior officials received Ning Xi in person.

It’s just that the two people, Xuan Sheng and Half Saint, were waiting in the hall.

As soon as Ning Xi walked in, he saw the Xuansheng ancestor of the Flying Tiger Clan who wanted to capture him at the gate of the Eastern Wasteland.

The ancestor was sitting at the front with a loving smile, which was completely different from the last time we met.

"Is this ancestor in charge of the Flying Tiger Clan now?" Ning Xi sent a message to Baili Yue.

Baili Yue sent a message and replied: "Yes! The Supreme Patriarch and the Second Elder are in retreat in Lao, and they have long stopped caring about the affairs of the clan. The Third Elder is a half-saint, so the affairs of the clan are all under the sole authority of the Fourth Elder of Xuansheng. Responsible."

"Master, you don't want to trick the fourth elder, do you?" He had not forgotten that the fourth elder wanted to take away the master and her man.

Ning Xi smiled: "Don't put it in such a bad way, I just want to borrow some resources from the Flying Tiger Clan."

She still remembered what the little tiger said before, that there were many rare resources in the Flying Tiger Clan's treasure house that were unused.

Since the Flying Tiger Clan has no use for it, and it would be wasted in the treasury, why not give her some advantage, which can be regarded as compensation for the mental loss the old man has done to them before.

"..." Baili Yue twitched the corner of his mouth. His master really didn't have any good intentions in taking him back to the Flying Tiger Clan.

Looking up, he saw the fourth elder with a smile as bright as the spring breeze on his face, and he couldn't help but sympathize with him in his heart.

"Little friend Shui is here to bring glory to our Flying Tiger Clan. Please take a seat!" The fourth elder smiled and raised his hand in a gesture of invitation.

For a Xuan Sage to be so polite to a Xuan Zun, it was a great honor.

Ning Xi knew that this was due to the difference in level and status of the bloodline, and that the other party had been saved by Shui Meiren before, otherwise the old guy would not even bother to come out to receive her.

"Senior Baili!" Ning Xi walked over and sat down indifferently as a greeting.

As a demon from the Kunpeng royal family, it is naturally impossible for him to be polite to the vassal race of the Flying Tiger race.

The senior officials such as the Fourth Elder were not dissatisfied. The royal families of the higher ethnic groups had similar attitudes towards these taking races.

"I heard that Xiaoyou Shui rescued Xiao Jiu from the human realm. I would like to thank you very much." The fourth elder said politely.

Ning Xi smiled indifferently: "It's just a little effort."

"Of course you have to repay the life-saving grace. My friend is of noble status. We don't know what you like. Why don't you go to our treasure house and take a look. If you like something, feel free to take it as repayment." In order to win over the Kunpeng royal family, Si Elder, this is considered a big deal.

He has always remembered the power of King Kunpeng. After that guy saved him last time, he also took care of him. Now he still has psychological shadow.

He found that this little friend Shui actually exuded a wisp of King Kunpeng's aura. This was extraordinary. There must be some relationship between this girl and King Kunpeng, and he didn't dare to neglect it.

Of course, the most important treasure for the Flying Tiger Clan is in another treasure house.

Ning Xi glanced at the fourth elder, with a hint of disgust and pride, "The Feihu Clan has more treasures than my Kunpeng Clan? I'm not interested."

In my heart, I am calculating whether to empty the other party's treasure house when the time comes. This is the highest level of pretentiousness.