The private plane quickly landed at the airport outside a large remote estate in Scotland, and Zhang Xiaofeng and the three of them got off the plane and walked towards the manor.

Passing through the two hook-clawed werewolves guarding the door, the three of them walked straight in.

"Quaid, let me tell you, you'd better be quiet inside, it's better not to say a word, the strong man inside, it's much easier to crush us than I want to crush you, do you understand?", Walking into this luxurious and extravagant manor, Zhang Xiaofeng whispered to the living treasure behind him and reminded him, just the lowest level of werewolf, if he didn't want to take him out to see the world, he wouldn't be qualified to come in at all, just look at the people who guard the gate are all hook-clawed werewolf level.

"Well, I know, Lord Zhang Xiaofeng, I won't say a word except for the current sentence", hearing Zhang Xiaofeng's serious words, Quaid is not a melon, and he can naturally understand the solemnity in his words, so he nodded very seriously and said.

Passing through the gate and coming to the hall, in the hall of thousands of square meters, there are many strong people at this moment, and the weakest ones are at the level of the Earl-level blood clan, the cultivators in the world are divided into seven levels, and at this moment, in the hall, they are all strong people above the fourth level, even if they are peerless seventh-level powerhouses, there are three.

His own Prince Bo Xiuno, as well as the Holy Demon Master Gaila and the Holy Werewolf Baidi among the dark mages, these three are the top peerless powerhouses, in addition, there are scattered nearly 100 powerhouses of various levels above the fourth level, what level they are, Zhang Xiaofeng can't see it, but seeing the dark mage and another rough man who are talking in a low voice with his uncle, he feels the terrifying coercion emanating from their bodies from afar, Zhang Xiaofeng knows that they must be the Holy Demon Master-level dark mage Gaila and the Holy Werewolf Baidi。

As for the rest of the members of the Dark Association, Zhang Xiaofeng at least didn't feel the existence of a viscount-level aura, and of course, in the hall where the strong gathered, as soon as the lowest-level werewolf Quaid appeared, many people sensed it, and they all looked at him with a little puzzlement.

"Hey, Xiaofeng, here...", of course, among so many powerful breaths, there is a breath that is so weak that it is almost imperceptible, it is difficult for people not to pay attention, among the strong people with thousands of energy values, there is a werewolf with only a single digit, how can it not be noticed? Especially the vampire prince of their level, so as soon as Zhang Xiaofeng and the others came in, the patriarch of the Bruhe clan, Prince Xiunuo, appeared to them, raised his ** and said, elegant and low and full of magnetism ** The voice clearly reached Zhang Xiaofeng's ears more than ten meters away.

Hearing Prince Xiunuo's greeting, one after another fiery eyes moved to Zhang Xiaofeng's body, who is Prince Xiunuo? That is the strongest blood clan, the patriarch of the Bruhe clan, will actually personally greet this person in the distance, what is the identity of this person? The members of the Dark Association in the hall were all shocked and uncertain.

Zhang Xiaofeng has long been accustomed to this gaze, after all, when he was in the Dark Academy, Zhang Xiaofeng was the one who won the championship of the Great Exchange Conference for several years, in the Dark Academy, whether it was the blood clan, or the Dark Mage and the Werewolf, they all looked up to Zhang Xiaofeng's existence, although now these stares at him are much stronger than those students in the Dark Academy.

Of course, Lan Qi'er, who is also one of the four geniuses in the Dark Academy, has long been accustomed to these gazes, but she suffers Quaid next to her, who is just the lowest-level werewolf, under the gaze of one strong person, like a little white rabbit walking among the lions, and instinctive fear swells up in her heart.

"Hello, uncle...", with Lan Qi'er and Quaid, Zhang Xiaofeng came straight to Xiunuo, said with a slight smile, and Lan Qi'er also smiled and said, "Patriarch Xiunuo is good."

"Patriarch Xiunuo?", hearing Lan Qi'er's words, the corners of Xiunuo's mouth hooked up a mischievous smile, looking at Lan Qi'er and laughing: "Do you still call me Patriarch Xiunuo?

Hearing Xiu Nuo's ridiculous words, Lan Qi'er's heart jumped fiercely, like a deer bumping, her cheeks were crimson, and she glanced at Zhang Xiaofeng next to her shyly without a trace, bowing her head and saying nothing, rubbing the corners of her evening dress with both hands.

Seeing Lan Qi'er next to her who didn't refuse, and seeing her delicate and pretty face blushing, Zhang Xiaofeng's heart also jumped slightly, but he quickly regained his calm, but he didn't show it on his face, he just rolled his eyes slightly towards Xiu Nuo, "Uncle, can't you be serious?"

"Ahem...", hearing Zhang Xiaofeng's words, Xiu Nuo pretended to be serious, looked at Zhang Xiaofeng seriously and said, "How is it?

Seeing that Xiu Nuo was obviously pretending, Zhang Xiaofeng pursed his lips, twisted his head to the other side, and did not answer him, but his movements clearly expressed what he meant.

"Hehe...", and at this time, the dark mage next to him, who was wearing a black magic robe and had been watching quietly, suddenly laughed slightly, and said to Xiunuo: "Prince Xiunuo, who is this child? He has such a good relationship with you, and calls you uncle?

"Well...", and hearing the words of the Dark Holy Demon Master Gera, the Holy Werewolf Biddy next to him also nodded slightly, with a curious expression, and in the same way, although the members of the Dark Association below are all doing their own thing, they are also curious to pay attention here, they are all curious about what the identity of this blood clan with such a good relationship with Prince Xiunuo is.

"Oh, look at me, I'm really embarrassed, I was negligent...", hearing the words of Gaila of the Dark Holy Magister, Xiunuo's mischievous appearance suddenly changed back to an elegant temperament, and he patted his forehead elegantly and said, then patted Zhang Xiaofeng's shoulder slightly and said: "This one, it's my nephew, Zhang Xiaofeng, because he just graduated from the Dark Academy, so everyone doesn't know, hehe."

"What? That's Zhang Xiaofeng?"