Yan Ning's eyes glanced back and forth during the party, and after confirming that there was no one around him who threatened him, he said, "Guan Qiao, I'll ask you something."

"What's the matter?" Guan Qiao's voice came from Yan Ning's chest.

"There is an old man wearing a blindfold in front of him. He is Fang Jie's man and knows how to use Taoism. I almost died under his hands back then." Yan Ning shook the champagne in his hand.

Guan Qiao said, "Do you want to deal with him first?"

Yan Ning and Guan Qiao are now grasshoppers on the same rope. Fang Jie's people are naturally Guan Qiao's enemies. Yan Ning speaks, and Guan Qiao will naturally not refuse.

"I'll find the place to clear the ground first. You will appear quietly later and lead him to my place. We will work together to solve him." Yan Ning said, put down the champagne, reached out and pressed the yellow talisman on his chest under the cup.

Sure enough, as soon as Huang Fu was exposed, Song Yan keenly noticed that he glanced back and forth in the banquet hall with his only eye, and finally locked Guan Qiao's position. His face changed and he walked over without hesitation.

Seeing this, Guan Qiao hurriedly showed up. There was a lot of people in the banquet hall, and suddenly there was one more person, which did not attract everyone's attention. The guests standing around her couldn't help but shivered.

"Little devil! Where can I go!" Song Yan suddenly attacked, pushed the crowd away, and rushed over.

Guan Qiao showed a look of fear on her pale face, and she quickly turned around and ran away.

Since the failure of the pursuit of Yan Ning a year ago, Fang Fujia has arranged for Song Yan to be Fang Jie's personal bodyguard. Today's banquet is of great significance. If something goes wrong at this time, he will not have much fruit.

In a year, Fang Fujia's industries became larger and larger, and even Song Yan became a second-rate force.

Guan Qiao fled very rhythmically and suddenly threw Song Yan off. When Song Yan was anxious, she suddenly appeared and led him to Yan Ning's position.

Yan Ning came to the toilet outside the yard. At present, all the guests were in the banquet hall. There was no one in the yard, so the toilet outside the yard was naturally empty.

"Little devil! Don't run!"

Song Yan chased Guan Qiao and went into the toilet outside the yard, but Guan Qiao's shadow disappeared. Only then did he recover. It turned out that Guan Qiao had planned to lead him here from the beginning.

"Where did the lonely ghost come from? What's the idea?" Song Yan said angrily.

Suddenly, the toilet door suddenly closed, and a loud sound echoed in the toilet. Song Yan couldn't help but feel excited, his anger was even more powerful: "Little devil! Show up quickly, otherwise I will definitely beat you to death!"

"Ba...b...ba...b...b...b..."

Yan Ning clapped his hands and walked out of the compartment at the end of the toilet, with his lips slightly raised: "Old guy, I didn't expect you to be blinded, and the scenery is still as good as before!"

When Song Yan saw Yan Ning, he instantly recognized him and said with a gloomy face: "Boy, I didn't expect it was you!"

"You didn't expect that there were many more." Yan Ning waved his hand, and a yellow talisman appeared in his hand, and Guan Qiao's ghost also floated out of the yellow talisman.

Song Yan said in a deep voice: "Just relying on a yellow-haired boy who became a monk halfway through, and a fierce ghost, I want to touch me, Mr. Song?"

Yan Ning slowly formed a handprint in his hand and said, "If you don't see each other for a day, it's like three autumns. If we don't see each other for a year, you will suffer a loss if you look at people with that kind of eyes."

Song Yan laughed: "A yellow-haired boy, without a teacher, can you become a member of the Wumen ghost technique in your hand? In just one year, what kind of climate can it become!"

"You'll know if you try it!" Yan Ning winked at Guan Qiao, Guan Qiao nodded and stepped back to the side.

"Things that don't know how high the sky is!" Song Yan turned his hand and a short dagger appeared in his hand. Wind appeared under his feet, and in the blink of an eye it appeared in front of Yan Ning.

"The Tao follows nature, the universe is invincible, the imperial edict!"

Yan Ning's face remained unchanged, with a golden light in his hand, and he hit Song Yan's dagger with bare hands. Song Yan couldn't dodge and was hit by the golden light in front and flew backwards.

Song Yan landed on the ground and smashed a toilet, feeling embarrassed. Yan Ning smiled and said, "Old man, I have learned to respect the elderly and love the young without learning anything else in a year. Today I will let me respect you, the old guy!"

Song Yan fell so hard that he was filled with surprise. He didn't expect Yan Ning to grow to this point in this short year.

Yan Ning rushed forward and kicked Song Yan hard. Song Yan was in pain and screamed in pain.

"A year ago, you stepped on my head and killed me like killing a chicken," Yan Ning sneered and grabbed Song Yan, "I didn't expect that I would end up like this in a year."

Song Yan stared at Yan Ning with his only remaining eyes: "The year's hatred is like a villain, Yan Ning, you are just like this. Sooner or later, you will be controlled by hatred!"

When Yan Ning heard this, he became even more angry and smashed Song Yan hard on the toilet. The shit and urine in the toilet were sprayed, and Mr. Song had tasted all the insults.

"Boy, you will regret it!" Song Yan let out a shrill scream, and then a black air rose from behind him.

Guan Qiao shouted behind Yan Ning: "Be careful, he has a ghost!"

Yan Ning frowned and took two steps back. He saw the black gas slowly gathering in front of Song Yan, forming a twisted figure. Yan Ning suddenly felt stunned. This shadow seemed familiar.

"Zhao Yan!" Yan Ning quickly recognized it.

Zhao Yan is the evil spirit who was cruelly killed by Kubota Hiroshi, and she kidnapped Yang Liu.

Zhao Yan did not know Yan Ning. At this time, she seemed to have completely lost consciousness and allowed Song Yan to control her.

Zhao Yan is a little more powerful than Guan Qiao, but she still cannot pose any threat to Yan Ning, but... Yan Ning cannot hurt Zhao Yan, otherwise she will finally get the clue of Yang Liu and will be broken here.

Seeing Yan Ning's face, Song Yan thought he was afraid of Zhao Yan, so he was a little proud, so he got up from the pile of shit and said proudly: "Boy, this is the evil ghost caught by the Ghost King himself. If you beg for mercy now, I will keep your entire body!"

Yan Ning was stunned, then laughed and said, "Old man, do you know that people who talk a lot in this world die the fastest!"

Guan Qiao asked, "Do you want me to hold that female ghost? Do you want to deal with the old man?"

Yan Ning waved his hand: "You don't need to take action against these two wastes!"

Song Yan laughed furiously, snorted coldly, and ordered Zhao Yan: "Kill him!"

Zhao Yan got the order and turned into a gust of cold wind, leaving only ghost faces and ghost claws, and rushed towards Yan Ning.

"Overbial power!" Yan Ning shouted in a deep voice, "The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, Qiankun, follow the law and orders, and the Emperor of Divine Power will be proclaimed! Issue!"

Eighteen golden needles suddenly flew out from behind Yan Ning, hovered in the air for a while, and then flew towards Zhao Yan!

Seeing this, Song Yan turned dark: "Wumen...Wumen Golden Needles! You kid actually controlled eighteen golden needles in just one year!"
Chapter completed!