Song Yan's expression at this time could no longer be described as shock. Yan Ning's eighteen golden needles formed a storm, trapping Zhao Yan in it. Zhao Yan wanted to break free, but whenever he touched the flowing light turned into the golden needle, he would scream!

"I said, if you don't see each other for a day, it will be like three autumns. It's been a year, and it seems that your eyesight is not good at all!"

Yan Ning suddenly flashed and rushed towards Song Yan. Song Yan's eyes were filled with fear and stared at the gradually enlarged fist. Just when he thought he was about to explain here, Yan Ning's fist suddenly stopped, and a gust of fist wind lifted up the only few hairs on his head.

"Old thing, you can't just die easily." Yan Ning smiled, took out a bundle of ropes, kicked Song Yan to the ground with one foot, and then tied him into a rice dumpling in a few seconds.

Guan Qiao covered her nose and said disgustedly: "It's too smelly!"

Song Yan was covered in feces and urine at this time, and the smell was stinking. Yan Ning also resisted the desire to vomit and tied him up. Not only that, Yan Ning also deliberately hung him in the air to avoid him having an opportunity.

Song Yan had been tortured by Yan Ning, but he still shouted angrily: "Boy, you won't live long!"

"Yo! Still stubborn?" Yan Ning looked around and found the only thing that could block Song Yan's mouth - a toilet brush.

When Song Yan saw the toilet brush, he couldn't help but change his face and beg for mercy: "Don't use this!"

Yan Ning picked up the toilet brush, suddenly became stunned, and walked to Song Yan: "Why are you using this?"

"Clog my mouth!" Song Yan shouted angrily.

"Oh——" Yan Ning pretended to be enlightened and said happily, "Are you reminding me? My brain is so bright, I didn't even expect it! Thank you!"

After saying that, Yan Ning happily stuffed the toilet brush into Song Yan's mouth.

"Wuwuwu..." Song Yan's face was so dark that it could not be darker. He didn't breathe in one breath, and he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Guan Qiao covered her mouth and laughed secretly, and said worriedly: "He is an old man after all, isn't you good to him like this?"

Yan Ning washed his hands several times in the sink and said, "A year ago, I didn't mess with him at all. He wanted to take my head. Compared to death, I am considered kind to him like this."

Guan Qiao nodded and didn't say much. She just said a few words symbolically to make up for her inner kindness. She also knew that if she and Yan Ning fell into the hands of this old man, the fate would be no better than before.

Yan Ning washed his hands and then looked at Zhao Yan floating in the air. At this time, Zhao Yan was already swaying, but she was honestly motionless, fearing that she would be injured by the golden needle beside her.

Guan Qiao flew around Zhao Yan and said, "Master, this female ghost has been deprived of her mind. What should we keep him for?"

"Soul? Can't you recover?" Yan Ning asked deliberately.

Guan Qiao shook her head and hesitated: "This...is probably not possible?"

Yan Ning smiled slightly: "If it were other Taoists, there would be no way, but we people from Wumen may not be able to do it."

Guan Qiao was shocked and looked at Yan Ning with a look of respect. Yan Ning thought for a while and said, "It's not the time to question Zhao Yan. Fang Jie is about to appear. Let's deal with him first. I think he must know much more than this female ghost."

When talking about the name of his enemy, Guan Qiao also showed a hatred look. She didn't care about Zhao Yan at all, but said anxiously: "Then let's go quickly."

Yan Ning nodded, took out a yellow talisman, drew a talisman in the air, and pointed at Zhao Yan: "Come!"

Zhao Yan suddenly turned into a ray of blue smoke and was put into the yellow talisman. Seeing this, Guan Qiao couldn't help but say, "Master, how deep is your Taoist practice? Zhao Yan is a ghost, but you just want to accept it..."

"This is a secret." Yan Ning smiled mysteriously and put away the yellow talisman. The eighteen golden needles in the sky were also put away by Yan Ning.

"Let's go, it's time to meet old friends."

After Yan Ning finished speaking, he took out another yellow talisman. Guan Qiao consciously got in. Yan Ning put the yellow talisman into his pocket again, tidied up his clothes in front of the mirror, and then walked out of the toilet.

There were still no people in the yard, so Yan Ning and Song Yan were not discovered when they had a battle. Yan Ning locked the toilet door to prevent Song Yan from escaping and then returned to the banquet hall.

In the main hall of the banquet hall, a band was playing music. Yan Ning glanced at him and found Li Feifei and Li Liguo. The two also found Yan Ning looking at them and nodded to each other to show safety.

The music became louder and many bodyguards in black suddenly appeared in the corridor on the second floor. Fang Jie, wearing a white suit, strode out in the eyes of the guests.

Beside him, a middle-aged man wearing a red dress, looked like he should be Fang Jie's housekeeper. The housekeeper shouted loudly: "Dear guests, you have been waiting for a long time. Please invite the young master of our Fang family, Young Master Fang Jie!"

Many guests scoffed at this young owner who only knows how to eat, drink, go for food, drink, and gamble, but on the surface they still pretended to be flattering, put down the champagne in their hands and applauded warmly at the second floor.

Yan Ning quietly looked at Li Liguo and Li Feifei, and found that they were standing in the center of the banquet hall without applause.

Fang Jie nodded with satisfaction, glanced at the first floor, but did not find Yan Ning's existence.

He slowly walked to the top of the stairs, took the microphone handed by the butler, cleared his throat and said, "Welcome to the banquet hall of our Fang family!"

With a word, he paused for a long time, and the guests hesitated for a few seconds and applauded again.

Yan Ning couldn't help laughing in the crowd, "I haven't seen you for a year. Has this little bastard been gilded abroad? He looks pretty!"

Guan Qiao's voice sounded in Yan Ning's ear: "It's just a beast like a dog!"

Yan Ning felt Guan Qiao's anger when she saw Fang Jie, and quickly recited a mantra of purifying the heart, hitting him on his chest, and then said, "We are grasshoppers on a rope now. Don't be overwhelmed by anger and ruin a big deal."

"...I understand." Guan Qiao finally calmed down.

Yan Ning breathed a sigh of relief. The evil ghost had resentment towards those who had resented before his death that could make him lose his mind. Fortunately, he just posed a mantra for Guan Qiao, otherwise she might appear in public and swallow Fang Jie alive!

Now, the only Song Yan, who can pose an obstacle to Yan Ning, has been solved in advance by Yan Ning. Fang Jie is already like a turtle in a jar. Yan Ning can kidnap him as long as he finds an opportunity.

Fatty Du's car is already waiting at the back door of the hotel. Yan Ning must catch Fang Jie tonight!
Chapter completed!