Qi Mushi was speechless about Song Yan's bad taste, but Zhou Qingqing beside her had already stood up and pulled her by the way.

Qi Mushi realized that this table was not big, and there were not enough people to sit at all, and if the two of them did not stand up as maids, they would not be able to sit at the same table, let alone be tempted.

Thinking of this, Qi Mushi was secretly ashamed of her inconsiderate thinking while standing up, but Song Yan and Zhou Qingqing cooperated tacitly. One reminded him with words, and the other reacted immediately......

Wait a minute, even if it's a maid, there's no need to call Qingfeng Mingyue, right?

Sure enough, this guy still didn't have a good heart!

Qi Mushi came back to her senses.

Song Yan didn't care about her thinking about these things, and when she saw the two of them getting up, she said with a smile: "Meeting is fate, why don't the two girls sit down and drink passion wine with my senior brothers?"

As far as he overheard the conversation downstairs, at least Yan Danjue would not refuse.

Sure enough, before Zhao Jinghua had time to object, Yan Danjue agreed, and said with a smile: "That's what I mean!"

For her, there is nothing more comfortable than being able to be angry with Zhao Cen, and drinking with Zhao Jinghua's ex-fiancé in public, this matter reached Zhao Cen's ears, and he was not mad?

Immediately, he didn't even want the privilege of the private room, so he sat on the most conspicuous wine table on the second floor and drank.

Zhao Jinghua was helpless, so she had to sit down with her, and the little maid Ning'er stood aside, looking at Song Yan and the others curiously.

Only the old man Sun Yan looked sad, and he didn't dare to speak out against it, so he had to stand behind with a black face, staring at Song Yan's direction, trying to persuade Song Yan to retreat with his eyes.

Of course, Song Yan didn't bother to pay attention to him. Soon after sitting down, he turned on the "Big Buddha" state again, his eyes seemed unintentional, but he was already secretly observing Zhao Jinghua, trying to find the peculiarity in her.

In an almost close-fitting state, with the powerful spiritual power brought by the 100-level Yijin Sutra, he directly glanced at Zhao Jinghua.

Song Yan believed that as long as she had indeed cultivated the mental method of the Xianyin Sect, she would definitely show clues, even if it was not "demonic qi".

Because the first half of the Xianyin Sect's mental method is indeed not much different from the ordinary Dao Sect's mental method, perhaps this is the reason why the disciples of the Xianyin Sect can hide themselves well, but Song Yan has personally seen the "Tianyin Jue".

With Song Yan's understanding of the "Tianyin Jue", as long as he sees it in enough detail, he doesn't believe that anyone can completely hide it - it can't be Yan'er all over the world, right?

Under the glance of the state of the Big Buddha, Zhao Jinghua seemed to be dissected and placed in front of Song Yan, and there was no secret to speak of.

"There is a hidden, largely healed fissure in the skull, and I hit my head when I was a child, and it was quite serious. ”

"There is a scar on the left shoulder, a sword wound, and a butterfly tattoo is disguised with tattoo skills. ”

"The dantian is swollen, the internal breath is stored in disorder, the level of internal strength practiced is average, the understanding is also very average, and there is not much hope for promotion to the innate level. ”

"Hey, it's still perfect, Zhao Cen, this kid has a lustful heart and no lustful guts? Or maybe the Zhao family has a better family style and didn't let him start...... Phew! It doesn't matter!"

“......”

In the state of "Big Buddha", Song Yan's mood did not fluctuate at all, and his mood was still extremely calm, but he "scanned" Zhao Jinghua from head to toe...... There's really nothing out of the ordinary.

Zhao Jinghua is a very normal martial artist, her strength is only at the acquired level, and she can barely be regarded as second-rate in the rivers and lakes, but she can't match the Xianyin Sect.

Could it be that this woman has not practiced the Immortal Yin Sect exercises...... The Demon Sect also has outer disciples?

To be honest, Song Yan didn't believe it much. With the current strength of the Three Demon Sects, only by using the sect's exercises as a link can the loyalty of the disciples under his command be guaranteed, and outsiders can't believe it at all.

What if you don't practice the Demon Sect's mental method as a vote for your name, and turn your head to report to the six gates?

Unless Zhao Jinghua really had nothing to do with the Xianyin Sect before, it was only recently that he was caught with something, so he had to obey the orders of the Xianyin Sect.

If so, then apart from catching the incriminating evidence of her collusion with the Xianyin Sect on the spot, it is impossible to observe her herself.

But Song Yan thinks that this is not very likely, Xianyin Sect plays this kind of extreme micro-manipulation, is he really not afraid that Zhao Jinghua will risk his life to break the net with them? No matter how big the handle is, it is nothing more than a death, and the desperate report to the official at least has a good reputation.

As long as you can make meritorious contributions, you don't have to worry about implicating your family.

But facts speak louder than words, there is the most logic to explain, and there is really no problem with Zhao Jinghua in front of her.

"It doesn't make sense...... Could it be that the six doors made such a big battle, in fact, it was an oolong?" Song Yan eliminated the wrong answers one by one, and even began to suspect that the six doors were mistaken.

But after thinking about it, the Xianyin Sect did have a design in Qin Ning, and wanted to delay Qi Mushi's return to Beijing, which meant that they were actually weak-hearted, and it didn't seem to make sense.

Song Yan, who originally only planned to take a look, looked at it for more and more time, and even fell into a trance.

So there was a strange scene on the wine table, Monk Jinggen chatted with the second daughter, but Song Yan leaned silently to the side, his face was expressionless, and his eyes kept falling on Zhao Jinghua, as if he was going to be completely lost.

Yan Danjue couldn't help but tug at Zhao Jinghua's sleeve and whispered, "That Song Hongwen has been staring at you...... Isn't he really trying to do anything to you?"

"How is it possible, I have only met Song Gongzi twice...... This is the third side. ”

"Oh......" Yan Danjue looked at Song Yan with a suspicious gaze, and felt that although this person was fascinated, his eyes were very strange.

It was not like the infatuation or coveting of an ordinary man, nor the envy or jealousy of a woman when she looked at the two of them, but like looking at a pile of objects and reading a book, a plain and emotionless scrutiny.

Yan Danjue suddenly remembered that his grandfather had a friend who was like this, and he had met him before, and he felt a little chilly......

"Ahem!"

Just as Yan Danjue was pondering, the old man next to him, Sun Yuan, finally couldn't help but cough lightly, trying to interrupt Song Yan's unscrupulous gaze.

After all, he came with the order of the fourth prince Zhao Cen, although he couldn't talk about such a serious supervision, and he couldn't sit back and watch Song Yan's obvious desire to "continue the frontier".

However, where would Song Yan pay attention to him? Not to mention that he is still in the state of "Big Buddha", even in normal times, he is too lazy to look at irrelevant people, he will only focus on what he has to do.

"Song Gongzi. Sun Yan couldn't help but be secretly annoyed by his shameless behavior, so he simply stood up and said in a deep voice, "Miss Zhao has a marriage contract now, and I ask my son to be rude!"

"You old man is really interesting, it's rude to look at it?" Yan Danjue next to him couldn't help but sneer, "Then you looked at me so much just now, and you were also rude to Miss Ben, believe it or not, I gouged out all your eyeballs?"

Although Zhao Jinghua next to her didn't speak, she was obviously dissatisfied with Sun Yuan's words, she was not even willing to marry the fourth prince as a concubine, how could she accept such control?

Sun Cheng also knew that he had no way out, so he could only bite the bullet and say at this time: "I will act as ordered, and I ask Miss Yan to forgive me......"

Yan Danjue snorted and didn't speak again, Sun Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his head to look at Song Yan over there, only to find that he didn't pay attention to himself at all, still staring at Zhao Jinghua, and couldn't help but be even more annoyed.

He simply stepped forward and stood between Song Yan and Zhao Jinghua. Sure enough, as soon as he made this move, Song Yan reacted without him opening his mouth again.

"Get out of the way. Song Yan in the state of the Big Buddha said in an extremely cold tone, like a piece of ice buried deep in the north.

The corners of Sun Yan's mouth twitched slightly, and before he could speak, he saw Song Yan's indifferent glance swept over, and an inexplicable force struck from the front, and the whole person suddenly became devastated.

He was also a martial artist of the Innate Realm, and he subconsciously raised his arms to protect his head, and all his true qi poured out, trying to block this blow.

However, the whole person was still shot out in an instant, directly smashing the wall on the second floor of Baixiang Building, and falling heavily into the courtyard behind.

Yan Danjue and Zhao Jinghua were stunned, and hurriedly turned their heads to look, only to find that the broken wall was not in the shape of a human, but ......

A huge palm print.