The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

Bailiyu sent the news to the clan in advance, so Ning Xi just stepped into the gate and was warmly received by the senior management of the Flying Tiger clan.

It is the honor of the Flying Tigers to entertain the nobles of the Kunpeng clan.

Except for the elders of the Flying Tigers who were in retreat and a Xuansheng elder, most of the other high-level officials received Ning Xi in person.

It's just that the Xuansheng and the Half-Saint are waiting in the hall.

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

This old ancestor sat in the first place, with a loving smile, completely different from the last time we met.

"This ancestor is the current leader of the Flying Tiger Clan?" Ning Xi transmitted a voice transmission to Bailiyue.

Bailiyue replied through voice transmission: "Yeah! The ancestors and the second elders are in old retreat, and they have long since ignored the affairs of the clan. The third elder is a half-sage, so the affairs of the clan are under the sole authority of the fourth elder of Xuansheng. Responsible."

"Master, you're not going to cheat the fourth elder, are you?" He didn't forget what the fourth elder wanted to capture the master and her man before.

Ning Xi smiled: "Don't say it so badly, I just want to borrow some resources from the Flying Tiger Clan."

She still remembered that the little tiger said before that there are many rare resources in the treasury of the Flying Tigers.

Since the Flying Tigers can't use it, it's a waste to put it in the treasury. It's better to cheap her, and it can be regarded as the old man's compensation for their spiritual loss.

"..." Bailiyue twitched the corners of his mouth, and the master brought him back to the Flying Tiger Clan without thinking of anything good.

Looking up to see the fourth elder with a smile like a spring breeze on his face, he couldn't help but sympathize with the other party in his heart.

"Little friend Shui is here, let my Flying Tiger Clan flourish, please take your seat!" The fourth elder smiled and raised his hand in a gesture of invitation.

A Xuansheng is so polite to a Xuanzun, which is very face-saving.

Ning Xi knew that this was due to the difference in the rank and status of the bloodline, and that the other party had been rescued by Shui Meiren before, otherwise the old guy probably wouldn't be too lazy to come out to receive him.

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

As a demon of the Kunpeng royal family, it is naturally impossible to be more polite to the vassal races of the Flying Tiger Race.

The four elders and other high-level officials were not dissatisfied, and the royal families of the higher ethnic groups treated them with similar attitudes.

"I heard that Xiaoyou Shui rescued Xiaojiu from the human realm, and I am here 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 grace of saving your life. The little friend has a noble status, and we don't know what you like. Why don't you go to our treasure house and have a look. If you like something, feel free to take it as a reward." In order to win over the Kunpeng royal family, four Elder this is also a big deal.

He always remembered the power of King Kunpeng. After he saved him last time, he also cleaned up by the way. He still has a psychological shadow.

He found that this little friend Shui exuded a breath of King Kunpeng, which was incredible. This girl must have something to do with King Kunpeng, and he did not dare to neglect.

Of course, the most important treasure to the Flying Tigers is in another treasure trove.

Ning Xi glanced at the fourth elder, with a little disgust and pride, "There are more treasures in the Flying Tiger Clan than my Kunpeng Clan? I'm not interested."

In my heart, I was calculating whether to empty the other party's treasure house when the time came. This is the highest state of pretending to be coercive.