Just as everyone was waiting for the Demon King or anyone else to sit down first, a lazy voice came from Song Ning: "Master, I'm here to sit."

Hei Feng was talking this. Although Song Ning had said before that Hei Feng called him by his name, now that he was in front of others, Hei Feng still had to understand something. Besides, he saw Song Ning's appearance just now. If he, a spiritual cultivator, called Song Ning's name directly, it would be unreasonable to outsiders.

Heifeng said as he pulled out the chair in front of him, sat down, and crossed his legs. However, until he sat down, he suddenly felt the eyes of the people around him all at once. The expressions of these people were extremely wonderful, some were smiling but some were strange in their faces, but among everyone, Song Ning's expression was the most indifferent.

The long table is eight feet long and six feet wide. The main seat in the east is at the end of the long table. This is the owner's seat, and the first one on the right is the VIP seat. It should be the one with the highest status among the people who come here to eat today. But now Heifeng sat directly on the first seat in the right row without saying a word, which was really unexpected.

If this is what the Demon King did not slap him directly? But now is different from the past. Although the Demon King had just complained a little, if he really attacked Heifeng, it would have really caused a big trouble.

"Ahem, fellow Daoist Heifeng, why don't you get up first? You haven't even sat down here. Why are you..." Sanyuan Daoxian said secretly.

"Fellow Daoist Song, your entourage is quite interesting. I am going to leave this VIP leader for you, but now I didn't expect to be seated by you, the ignorant entourage." The demon king also felt a little happy when he spoke, as if he showed that Song Ning was not strict in his discipline.

"Heifeng likes fun, I like purity." As Song Ning spoke, Heifeng was about to get up embarrassedly, but Song Ning pressed his hand at him, signaled him to sit down, and then went straight to the west.

"We're sitting here?" Song Ning turned his head and asked the people beside him.

Bai Xin nodded first, and Xiao Ke naturally had no objection. As for the Sanyuan Dao Immortal, he had been following Song Ning at this time, and he always felt that he was not even as good as Hei Feng's status.

The four of them sat down immediately, but instead turned Heifeng aside. Heifeng wanted to get up, but when he saw Song Ning's eyes sweeping over, he couldn't change it randomly. It felt like he was sitting on pins and needles and needles.

"Fellow Daoist Song, this is not the location for you." Hong Yuan Daoxian was stunned. Song Ning actually made it to the edge of the banquet. The main dishes were all in the east, and the dishes in the west were completely incomparable to the east.

Song Ning just smiled: "Can I not even choose my own seat? I want to sit here, isn't it allowed?"

The Taoist Immortal Hong Yuan could not understand Song Ning's thoughts, so he sat next to the Taoist Immortal of the Three Yuan, which was closer to Song Ning.

In this way, the seats above the banquet were extremely interesting. The Demon King was in the main seat, the Black Wind was in the first seat of the VIP, and both were in the east of the long table. The seats that everyone wanted to compete for on weekdays now only sat on the two of them, and the rest were gathered to the west with Song.

The Sanyuan Daoxian was already the follower of Song Ning at this time. Although he is quite strong among these people, he naturally has to show his attention when following Song Ning.

"Everyone, I'll pour wine for you." Sanyuan Daoxian said, then turned his hand and took out an jade wine pot from the storage ring, but it was a dilemma when he took out the wine pot.

Normally, they pour wine from the host to the guest, but now there are only two people on the host side, and there are more than a dozen people here. Could it be that he would abandon the dozen people around him first and pour wine for the demon king in the host side? Even if he wanted to give enough face to the demon king, Song Ning is now here, so shouldn't he pour wine for Song Ning first?

Now the Demon King has seen that Song Ning will not suffer any loss. He just scolded the maids outside the palace to exhale, but he did not expect that Song Ning would still hold a grudge.

Just when the Sanyuan Daoxian was in a dilemma, the demon king stood up and walked towards him: "I'm going to be the host today, but the protagonist is fellow Taoist Song, so I'll pour this wine."

When the Demon King said this, the other cultivators looked at each other, and the Demon King's followers were intimidated but did not dare to grab the wine pot. As for the monks who did not belong to the Demon King's sect, they sighed in their hearts that this Demon King could really endure it.

However, before the demon king could take the wine pot from the Sanyuan Daoxian, Song Ning raised his hand and took it over.

This scene is even more puzzling. Song Ningming is using the seat order to slap the Demon King, why is he picking up the wine pot again?

Song Ning picked up the jade wine pot and walked towards the demon king with a smile: "Song had no intention of offending the demon king. He liked quietness and wanted to do something a little bit, but he didn't expect that everyone was too enthusiastic and followed him. Don't blame the demon king."

The corner of the demon king's mouth twitched without any trace: "It's okay, but Fellow Daoist Song is now..."

Song Ning picked up the wine pot and shook it gently: "Song had offended many times before, demon king Haihan, this wine should be poured for everyone, I will respect you. I am not good at communicating with others. If there is any offense, please forgive me."

This was beyond the expectations of the Demon King. The Demon King, who had just felt that his face was being slapped hard, now had a smile on his face. Even though he had been in the cultivation world for so many years, he still could not control his joys and anger.

Others act, first politely and then soldiers. Song Ning was so good. He first slapped people in the face a few times, then gave them a sweet date and a glass of wine. All of this was over.

But even this kind of thing that everyone knows is still grasping the hearts of these people, especially the demon king. If Song Ning kept suppressing him today, then even if it was a waste of time, the demon king, he, was ready to take one of his anger today, but he did not expect that Song Ning would give him face at this time.

"Fellow Daoist Song is so serious, how could I keep those little things in my heart?" The demon king smiled heartily. At this time, even he felt that he had no backbone in Song Ning's matter. In order not to have a dispute with Song Ning, for the elixirs promised by Song Ning and the Demon Yun Daoxian, and for the immortal art "Beng Tian", he was also willing to give up his face today.

The demon king spoke, and the monks naturally expressed their opinions. Song Ning had already filled everyone with wine while smiling, and then he directly raised his glass: "Song to everyone, a glass."

When Song Ning lifted the cup, everyone also raised it, but Song Ning was standing in place, while the others immediately came to Song Ning and clinked the cup with him.

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