With a wave in his heart, Zhou Xiaoya's big hand slid and hit the root!

"Oops, it doesn't work there......"

Zhou Yuerong's delicate body trembled, her snort suddenly became heavy, and the seductive fragrance that spewed out blew into Zhou Xiaoya's neck, which immediately made him feel excited.

"Alright, alright...... Don't make a fuss, the evening party is about to begin. I'm here to see if you're ready, why do you want to make it like this? Shame on you......"

As he spoke, Zhou Yuerong pushed Zhou Xiaoya away with red cheeks, took two steps back in a panic before standing still, glared at Zhou Xiaoya coquettishly, and then said while stroking the messed clothes: "Good girl, let's go out now, delay the business, Sister Ling'er should scold me!"

"Well, seeing that you are so well-behaved, I won't tease you!"

With a wicked smile, Zhou Xiaoya raised his hand and looked at his watch, it was already half past seven, it was estimated that the heads of the major families, the elders and the worshippers should have arrived one after another at this time, thinking about the fact that they would have to sell a lot of goods at night, and the responsibility was heavy, so they were full of anger and walked out of the Mercedes-Benz RV with Zhou Yuerong one after the other!

......

At eight o'clock in the evening, in the clan banquet hall of the Nangong family.

Half an hour ago, five sumptuous tables had been set up in the banquet hall early.

Different from the large-scale Western-style buffet reception in the evening to entertain representatives of major families and participating industries, this dinner at present, perhaps because there are fewer people and more important, so the layout is much more formal, and all the exquisiteness that must be taken into account in the Chinese banquet is properly arranged at this moment.

In addition to the heads of the eight major families, as well as the elders of the ground level, and the offerings, the second-generation backbones of the major families also participated in this dinner, and even occasionally one or two third-generation Tianjiao juniors could be seen.

For example, among the three generations of the host Nangong family, Nangong Yiran's figure is impressive.

In addition, Mao Houzhi of the Mao family, Sun Meimei of the Sun family, and a Tianjiao of the Han family named Han Feilin in West China also appeared in the banquet hall.

In the hall of Nuoda, there are more than 40 people at five tables, except for four who are the third generation of children of each family, the rest are the first and second generation elites of each family!

Five minutes before the banquet began, all the representatives of the family who participated in the banquet had already arrived, but Zhou Xiaoya almost pinched a little and stepped into the banquet hall at the last minute.

There are really a lot of people behind Zhou Xiaoya, Zhao Ling'er, Yamanla, Han Yiyi, Zhou Yuetong, plus Jiang Yuerong and Sun Yuting, a group of seven people strode over, Zhou Xiaoya can be described as a cluster of flowers, and all the people in the banquet hall were stunned for a while!

It's just that this kid doesn't play cards according to common sense, and on this occasion, he is still so swaggering, leading a large group of girls over!

This thought suddenly came to mind, and among the four juniors present, Sun Meimei and Nangong Yiran directly covered their mouths and snickered.

Even Mao Houzhi rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Only Han Feilin of the Huaxi Han family had a gloomy face.

When this person's gaze swept over Han Yiyi beside Zhou Xiaoya, his body suddenly shrank like a needle prick, and an invisible evil qi quietly diffused from his body, although it was fleeting, but Zhou Xiaoya, as a monk, was still keenly aware of it.

Turning his head and glancing at Han Feilin, Zhou Xiaoya sneered in his heart and secretly wrote down this person.

"Stinky boy, how long has it been since I saw you?

Seeing Zhou Xiaoya leading the women into the hall, among the few people at the big table in the center, the old man of the Sun family in Cainan raised his head and smiled, and beckoned to Zhou Xiaoya as he spoke.

This table is very large, and there is no problem in sitting twelve or thirteen, but at this moment, there are only eight people sitting at this table, and it is the head of the eight great families.

As for the others, even if they were the elders of the major families and the people who worshipped, or like Du Xiaofeng, who were in the limelight in their own family and could be called the mainstay of the second-generation disciples, or the third-generation Tianjiao like Han Feilin of the Han family, who had advanced to the realm of the earth level at a young age, they were not qualified to sit at the table in the center of the hall, and at this moment, they were all sitting around the four round table seats on the left and right.

Seeing Old Man Sun greeting him, Zhou Xiaoya grinned, and said in his mouth: "You don't know, just like that, I still have a few people around me who can't bring them over, and I have to appease them when I turn around!"

After speaking, Zhou Xiaoya glanced at Sun Yuting and asked her to lead the girls to Sun Meimei's table to sit down, and then stretched out her hand and pulled Zhao Ling'er over, and walked straight to the central round table where several family heads were sitting.

A simple small action instantly revealed Zhao Linger's status in his heart.

The central round table looks like the other four tables on either side, but being able to sit here is a symbol of status and status.

The reason why Zhou Xiaoya was able to confidently walk straight to this table was because of the strong strength and profound heritage he showed in front of the children of the Eight Great Families today.

In fact, it is precisely because of these factors that almost all of the old family masters of the Eight Great Families have acquiesced to Zhou Xiaoya's qualifications as an equal with him.

Although there may be one or two of them who are not very happy in their hearts, in order not to offend Zhou Xiaoya, so as not to affect their own family and several other families to compete fairly, and obtain those eye-catching resources from Zhou Xiaoya, they can only suppress the unhappiness in their hearts and pretend to be generous.

However, it is one thing for Zhou Xiaoya's qualifications to be acquiesced, but it is another thing for him to pull Zhao Ling'er to this table as well.

Several old family owners are all human spirits, and from his small actions, they can see that Zhao Ling'er has an important position in his heart, even if he is unhappy, no one will show it.

But some of the guys next to the other four tables on either side weren't on that list.

As one of the few earth-level powerhouses among the three generations of the Eight Great Families, Han Feilin, the Tianjiao of the Han family, was not very convinced by Zhou Xiaoya, and because of Han Yiyi, his own impression of Zhou Xiaoya could be described as bad.

For Zhou Xiaoya, he coaxed and went to the table where the masters of the central family were seated, although he had some slander in his heart, but he saw that several old family masters had already acquiesced, and they were rushing to the spirit fruits and pills held in Zhou Xiaoya's hands, so although he was unhappy in his heart, Han Feilin could only endure this anger and remain silent. However, this kid is so ignorant of what to do, even if he climbs high, he actually pulls a yellow-haired girl over to make up the numbers, isn't this shaving on the faces of several old masters?

The head of the dignified Eight Great Families of China is actually on an equal footing with such a vase-like yellow-haired girl, if this matter spreads, it will simply laugh off people's big teeth.

As soon as he thought of this, the anger in Han Feilin's heart instantly steamed, he raised his hand and patted the desktop in front of him, got up and glared at Zhou Xiaoya.

"Bang-"

"The surname is Zhou, don't go too far! Give you three colors or do you still want to open a dyeing workshop?"

With a confident smile on his face, he pulled Zhou Xiaoya, who had just walked to the central round table, and when he heard this, he turned around with a frown, glanced at Han Feilin in surprise, sneered in his heart, but his face was silent, and he was stunned for a while, and then he suddenly raised his hand and patted his forehead.

"Oh, yes...... Look at my confusion!"

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Zhou Xiaoya squeezed out an embarrassed expression, turned around and looked at the eight old masters who were sitting around the table in front of him who were smiling silently, and apologized repeatedly:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, a few old men, they all blame me for having no eyesight, and I get carried away when I get proud, all the people sitting at this table are big names from all families, where can I sit there? It's rude and rude......"

As he spoke, Zhou Xiaoya, who apologized repeatedly, turned his head, glanced left and right at the hall, and saw that there was a small table at the entrance of the hall that was estimated to be for tea, and a rather playful smile appeared on his face, and he turned around and walked over.

This sudden change made everyone a little confused, watching Zhou Xiaoya and Zhao Ling'er walk towards the entrance of the hall, more than half of the people next to the five tables had a look of suspicion on their faces.

Could it be that Zhou Xiaoya just walked away in a gloomy manner?

It's not his style!

As for Old Man Sun and Sun Meimei, who knew a little about Zhou Xiaoya's temperament, they were slightly stunned for a moment, but they shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

Faintly, the sight that inadvertently swept towards Han Feilin brought a touch of pity!

With this guy's temperament, when has he ever suffered a loss? Embarrassing him in front of so many people, this Han Feilin is afraid that he will be unlucky soon!

"Hehe, just right, this small table can seat a few people!"

Raising his hand to move the table at the entrance of the banquet hall to the center of the hall, and put it down two or three meters away from the table of several family heads, Zhou Xiaoya said as he called the Yamanla girls who were walking towards Sun Meimei's table, and instructed everyone to move chairs to make up a table. A group of seven people sat down around the table like this, which was really out of place against the other five wide tables in the hall.

"Haha! I knew that I could sit at a table alone, so I called Yuerong, Xu Ling, and Heizi together...... However, our table was added temporarily, and it was suddenly difficult for the host to prepare food and drinks, so let's just come by ourselves!"

After sitting down, Zhou Xiaoya shook his head and said, turning his hands, he put a lot of things on the small table like a trick.

Purple fruit!

Rat Fruit!

......

And so on and so forth, there are seven or eight kinds of fruits in total, all of which are rare treasures in the real world.

In addition, there is actually a pot of fragrant spirit wine, as well as a pot of hot tea specially brewed in order to befriend the heads of major families before coming, and the tea is naturally a fairy tea unique to the fairy sword world.

And it's not the kind of defective product that Zhou Xiaoya took out before.

Instead, it is a genuine fairy tea that uses enough of thirty-six kinds of fairy sword spirit grass elixirs.

This kind of genuine product, he and Zhao Ling'er only prepared one kilogram last time, but the defective product had ten kilograms.

Counting it, this is the second time Zhou Xiaoya has tasted the authentic fairy tea with thirty-six flavors, and he is usually reluctant to drink it at all!

With a light smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhou Xiaoya lifted the emerald green teapot and poured the seven small cups in front of him in turn......