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Chapter 508: After Drinking This Glass of Wine

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    "Why are you here?"

    Originally, Yang Si'an wanted to help, but the scene in front of him changed, and he arrived at the door of a restaurant.

    Drunken Immortal Tower!

    The largest and best restaurant in the imperial capital!

    "I brought you here."

    Song Yifei looked at the restaurant plaque above his head, and said calmly.

    "You, who are you?"

    Surprised by Song Yifei's voice, Yang Si'an reacted, held a sword in his right hand, and looked at him warily.

    "Why, don't you know me? Ann!"

    "You big uncle!!!"

    Seeing Song Yifei's face clearly, a thunder flashed in her mind, and the picture buried deep in her memory was unearthed again.

    "Senior Senior, why are you here?"

    She did not call Uncle Song Yifei the same as when she was a child, but she bowed respectfully and called him senior.

    Seeing Yang Si'an who was not what he used to be except for that birthmark, Song Yifei sighed inexplicably in his heart.

    In the blink of an eye, things have changed and people have changed.

    Not everyone stays in the past unchanged.

    "I happened to pass by and saw you again, so I wanted to fulfill the original promise."

    "Promise what promise? That's right! Return this piece of chalcedony to senior."

    Yang Si'an was puzzled for a moment, took out a piece of milky white jade, and handed it back to Song Yifei.

    "Since it is given to you, it is yours and you don't have to return it."

    Song Yifei stretched out his hand to block it: "As for the promise, didn't I promise to treat you to dinner?"

    Hearing Song Yifei's words, Yang Si'an shook his head and said: "It's just a childish face, seniors don't care. Please send me back, seniors, I still have important things to do."

    Seeing Yang Si'an go back to help Hua Piaoling so urgently, Song Yifei put on a slight smile on his face and said: "You should be able to feel my strength, why don't you consider staying with me for a while, maybe I will give you my cultivation as soon as I am happy."  Promoted to Martial Saint Realm?"

    "I will get what I want by myself, and I don't like to bother others!" Yang Si'an's tone was very firm.

    "Oh! Don't you even wish me to help you with the life and death of your lover?"

    "What! Senior, are you treating Brother Chen's injury?"

    Yang Si'an, who was originally calm and composed, was instantly disturbed by Song Yifei's words.

    "Accompany me to have a meal, let me fulfill the promise, how about I help cure Muchen?"

    "good!"

    Yang Si'an nodded and agreed without hesitation.

    Song Yifei glanced at her with slightly complicated eyes.

    There are seven emotions and six desires in the world, and the word love hurts people the most.

    This girl has the best cultivation talent in the world, but she can't see through the simplest deception.  Her loving brother wasn't injured at all, he just made a deal with Hua Piaoling to satisfy his desire for power.

    "Walk!"

    Song Yifei stepped into the restaurant, followed closely by Yang Si'an, and the sharp-eyed Xiaoer greeted him quickly with a smile.

    In the private room of Chen Zihao.

    Song Yifei ordered a table of dishes and ate them with relish.  As for Yang Si'an, who was sitting on the side, with a look of anxiety on his face, he just tasted it.

    "The food in this restaurant is pretty good. Could it be that the business is so good that it's rare to come here once? It would be a pity not to eat more!"

    Song Yifei talked to himself while eating, as if he didn't see Yang Si'an's anxiety.

    In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen dishes have been served, and the table is full.

    Outside the private room, four or five nimble waiters, followed by a smiling fat man, brought trays of dishes.

    "Both of you, this dish of Prosperity between Dragon and Phoenix is ??the signature of our store, and I invite two masters to appreciate it."

    The fat man hunched over and stood beside him respectfully, just like a little maid serving his master.

    Song Yifei smiled and said: "You can recognize it, you have some skills! No wonder the business is so good!"

    "My lord, I'm so honored! No one in the world knows the name of the Sword Immortal! And if you can sit and eat with the number one Sword Immortal in the world, you must be the best in the world!"

    The fat shopkeeper said flatteringly: "You two can come to the small shop today, it really makes the small shop flourish! No matter what the two adults tell you, the villain will do everything."

    ?Being said to be number one in the world, Yang Si'an didn't show any joy on his face, but insteadThey frowned together.

    If she had said such things before, she might be a little happy.

    But it would be a bit embarrassing to say such things now, not to mention the senior in front of her, Hua Piaoling and Mi Mengjiao alone are far beyond her.

    After being surpassed by so many people, she still has the face to be called number one in the world.

    Song Yifei had an indifferent expression on his face.

    "Since you say so, I do have one thing I would like your help with."

    "My lord, just give orders!"

    "Help me go out and buy a jar of yellow rice wine."

    "Yellow rice wine? Are you sure?"

    The fat shopkeeper thought he had heard wrong.  Huangliang wine is a low-quality drink that can only be sold in taverns. It is sour and spicy, and only coolies and ordinary people with no money will drink it.

    "That's right."

    "Since this is the case, please wait a moment, my lord, and the villain will come as soon as he goes."

    Although he didn't quite understand what Song Yifei meant, he didn't dare to ask more.

    After leaving the box, he immediately ordered his subordinates to buy all the Huangliang wine, which is slightly famous in the imperial capital, as quickly as possible.

    "Senior, if you like to drink, I have Zhaoranruoxue, Qiongye Yulu, Jiuzhong Peach Blossom Drunk, and you can drink as you like when you go." Yang Si'an said.

    She obviously wanted to use the wine as an introduction to get Song Yifei to save people earlier.

    Song Yifei shook his head and said: "Drinking is based on the artistic conception rather than the taste. When the mood reaches the clear water, it can be the best in the world."

    "Seniors have lofty realms, but juniors are dull." Yang Si'an said and stopped talking.

    Bang bang bang!

    Soon, the shopkeeper took a jar of yellow rice wine that he thought was the best, knocked twice, and got Song Yifei's consent, and pushed the door open.

    "Senior, the wine you want is here!"

    The fat shopkeeper respectfully put down the wine, opened the seal, and then took out two delicate white glazed porcelain cups. When he was about to pour it, Song Yifei stopped him.

    So he Zhiqu stood aside and waited for orders.

    Song Yifei tapped the table lightly with the index finger of his right hand, and two streams of wine flew out of the wine jug, fell into the porcelain cup, and then arrived in front of the two of them in a flash.

    "After drinking this glass of wine, let's go save people."

    Having said that, Song Yifei first raised his wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

    Looking at the slightly turbid wine in front of him, Yang Si'an hesitated for a moment, picked it up as well, and drank it down in one gulp.

    "There is an idiom in our hometown called Huangliang Yimeng, have you heard of it?"

    "No!" Yang Si'an shook his head and said, "What do you mean? Did you have a dream after drinking?"

    "You will know soon, let's go, let's save people!"

    Having said that, Song Yifei took Yang Si'an and left the restaurant, and went to Nandi to meet the terminally ill and dying Mu Chen

    "My lord, I didn't do it!"

    The fat shopkeeper who was standing by the side waiting for orders, almost died of fright when he saw Yang Si'an lying on the table and passed out.

    "Don't be nervous, she's just sleepy and needs to sleep. When she wakes up, give this to her!"

    "Ah? That, my lord, who are you?"

    "Song Yifei." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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