Comprehensive martial arts: Summon Li Chungang and ask Wu Zetian for advice

Chapter 139 Do you really think that I, Yang Guang, am a fool?
"Clumsy? As long as it works!"

Wanwan sneered, looked at Song Zhi with cold eyes, and said sarcastically: "Others may not believe it, but Yang Guang will. He is violent and suspicious by nature, which cannot be changed."

"Even if Yang Guang doesn't believe it now, it doesn't mean he won't believe it in the future. Once the seeds of doubt are planted, it will be difficult to eradicate them!"

Lingnan.

The wind and clouds in the sky were changing, and dark clouds covered the sky. Not long after, heavy rain began to pour down.

In an instant, the hazy mist suddenly began to rise, and the sky and the earth became completely empty.

The hazy mist shrouds Jingzen Temple in it, looming, adding a bit of quiet and mysterious atmosphere.

But at this moment, accompanied by the sound of wet footsteps, the quiet and mysterious aura was instantly washed away, replaced by a chilling chill.

I saw well-trained military guards quickly scattering in all directions, surrounding the entire Jingchan Temple with serious and vigilant expressions.

Surrounded by everyone, Yang Guang slowly walked up, with an inexplicable coldness in the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "Do you have anything else to say? The rise and fall of your Song clan depends on this day!"

"This……"

Song Que, who was following behind him, raised his head with difficulty, his face extremely pale, and his lips moved slightly, trying to speak.

But at this moment, Yang Guang looked at Jingchan Temple, his eyes were cold and stern, and a flash of light flashed, "No matter what, this show is always wonderful. It's not good if no one is an audience. Do you know what weather I like best?" "

These words were naturally meant to be asked of Song Que, but at this time, Song Que's mind was in a mess and he could not protect himself. How could he dare to speculate on Yang Guang's intentions? He could only say: "I am scared. Your Majesty's power is unpredictable, so what?" It’s something ordinary people can figure out.”

Yang Guang laughed loudly when he heard this, looked at Song Que deeply, then withdrew his stern eyes, and said coldly: "The drizzle is hazy, but it is a good weather for killing people. It can wash away the bloody blood!"

"Forget it, let me enjoy this show!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he entered the temple under the protection of the guards.

Wanwan and Song Zhi, who were on the high platform, also had a panoramic view of this scene.

"finally come!"

Wanwan smiled coldly, then turned her gaze to Song Que, and said with a teasing smile: "At this point in time, the second head of the Song clan secretly met with people from the enemy country, and he was arrested on the spot."

"I assume you don't know the consequences of this?"

"Humph!"

Song Zhi also snorted coldly, his sharp eyes gradually became colder, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

He looked ugly, stared at Wanwan, and said in a deep voice: "I just want to know, how can you escape at this level? Did you really die in the Sui Dynasty because of that dog emperor, and lost your life in vain?"

He was not surprised that Wanwan was so scheming, but what he couldn't figure out was what Wanwan's trump card would be!
He would not believe that Wanwan would get involved with him for that dog emperor.

There is definitely something else that he doesn't know about in this situation that seems to have suddenly become clear.In other words, this conspiracy against him and the Song clan is far from over.

"I'm afraid the dead man doesn't need to know this."

Wanwan sneered, looked at Song Que who had a cold look on his face, and said calmly: "And you are wrong, I am not the saint of the demon sect, but the master of the demon sect!"

"Lord of the Demon Sect? That Zhu Houzhao is also very generous!"

These words made Song Zhi's breath suddenly stop, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Even with such a status, he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

However, at this moment, a sudden sound passed through the drizzle of rain and reached the ears of the two of them.

"Such a scene appeared in front of me, it was really wonderful!"

Yang Guang put his hands behind his back, his eyes were gloomy, and he said coldly and ruthlessly: "You, the Song clan, have worked really hard to welcome my arrival. I didn't expect this great gift!"

After saying this, his eyes fell on Song Zhi and he joked: "Are you Song Zhi? The second head of the Song clan?"

"I've always heard of your clever plans, but why can't you see this clearly? Are you really going to drag the Song clan into the abyss by having a secret meeting with enemy spies here?!"

After hearing Yang Guang's words, the person who was most frightened and uneasy was Song Que, the clan leader. "Your Majesty, I know nothing about Song Zhi's appointment with the spies. This matter has nothing to do with me, Song!"

He knelt on the ground with a pale face and begged Yang Guang for mercy in fear.

Faced with this situation, even if Song Zhi was his younger brother, he could only kill his relatives out of justice and try his best to preserve the Song clan.

"Caomin greets His Majesty!"

Song Zhi cupped his hands and said in a low voice, but you couldn't see any respect from his face.

"All of this was a rift from beginning to end, to stir up the relationship between the Song clan and His Majesty.

If the Song Dynasty had had rebellious intentions from the beginning, they should have taken action long ago instead of meeting with enemy spies at this sensitive moment. Wouldn't this be a recipe for death?
The grassroots people and the Song clan are loyal to Your Majesty, and I beg Your Majesty to take a closer look! "

Seeing that Song Zhi was still arguing, Wanwan couldn't help but shook her head and sneered in her heart.

If it were other people, they might be able to see something wrong and think deeply about it, but Yang Guang wouldn't.

Yang Guang's reputation is not unrelated to his suspicious character. Once he becomes suspicious, he will kill him immediately without mercy.

This is the same as Sima Yi who fell into the empty city plan and Cao Cao who killed people in his dream.

In fact, Yang Guang's answer was just as he expected.

"is it?"

"Why do I think you are doing the opposite? At this time, anyone who is not a fool will think this is a trap."

Yang Guang sneered, stared at Song Zhi, and said lightly: "You are meeting the traitor with this idea, because no one will believe that all this is true. Do you really think that I don't have any city power?"

"If Your Majesty thinks that the Song clan betrayed the Sui Dynasty from the beginning, then the common people will have nothing to say!"

Hearing this, Song Zhi was speechless, and his hands and feet became cold with anger.

He never expected that Yang Guang would be so suspicious.

Seeing this, Wanwan was extremely satisfied.

Until now, everything is being implemented according to her script, and Yang Guang has become suspicious of the Song clan.

Now there is only the last straw that breaks the Song clan's life.

"Damn dog emperor, let my three disciples go!"

Suddenly, an angry voice came from the pattering rain.

next second.

Then he saw Master Yijian Master Cai Lin, holding a sword and killing the guard at the door, and rushed in.

"coming!"

Upon hearing this voice, Wanwan's eyes suddenly shot out with a ray of light. This was her last trump card.

With the addition of Fu Cailin, this alienation plan can become more real, and even Yang Guang has to believe it.

Now even if Song Clan really jumped into the Yellow River, he would not be able to escape, and he would definitely die.

Fu Cailin's appearance also surprised everyone, and they all looked at him with surprise and confusion.

Fu Cailin's assassination attempt failed a few days ago. Wouldn't it be a trap to show up at this time?
The rain was pouring down, and the pattering rain curtain couldn't stop falling.

The hazy water vapor was lingering, illusory and real, blurring everyone's vision.

Master Yijian stood in the heavy rain holding his sword in the forest, his robes rustling and his figure bleak.

(End of this chapter)