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Chapter 904 Attention

Song Que gradually calmed down and looked at Wang Jian calmly: "Your Majesty came to our mountain city of the Song family in person, and it was a long way to welcome him."

"Why be so polite?"

"The Emperor is not afraid of staying here forever?"

"I believe in my own strength. Although Lord Song is the best in the world, I, Wang Jian, am not bad either."

"Um?"

Song Que's pupils narrowed and he stared at Wang Jian.

Wang Jian shrugged: "Yang Guang died a long time ago and was replaced by me after arriving in Jiangdu. How about it? Are you surprised?"

Song Que's breath quickened slightly, but then it calmed down: "It turns out that this was Li Daitao's plan. I'm still surprised. Yang Guang is good at boxing, so how can He Dehe practice his spear intention? What's more, his personality has changed drastically recently, and his methods have changed drastically. It's not like his.

Handwriting."

Wang Jian nodded: "Yes, since he can't do anything, I, Wang Jian, will naturally take his place."

He knows very well that since becoming Yang Guang, the way he does things has changed.

This has also attracted the attention of some interested people, who are also very curious.

But as long as Empress Xiao, Chen Ting and the others don't doubt her in the harem, that's enough.

They were not without curiosity, but every detail on Wang Jian's body was exactly the same. The pendant that was the most difficult to disguise, as well as the technology, were all the same, so naturally they would not doubt him.

At most, he thought he was stimulated, so he changed. This probability is very high, just like when Yang Guang ascended the throne, there were changes.

But outsiders are even more curious, and even some big forces will study it carefully to confirm the changes.

They don't know, but they wouldn't think that someone else would be very confused.

Song Que quickly calmed down, but the way he looked at Wang Jian was a little different.

"As a Han Chinese, I can't just watch the world being in chaos and the people being displaced. Therefore, Yang Guang had better go to where he should go as soon as possible."

Wang Jian said it very plainly, but decisively.

Song Que's face was dull: "So, you came to the Song Family Mountain City because of me, the Song Clan."

"good."

"If you defeat me, it doesn't matter if Yuzhi marries you, but not Yuhua."

A strange look flashed across Wang Jian's face: "Xie Hui seems to have a good relationship with Cihang Jingzhai. Using Cihang Jingzhai as a link, he is planning to join forces with the Li clan to control Sichuan and Shu."

Song Que's plain face twitched, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

He had a bad impression of Cihang Jingzhai, and because he saw through Fan Qinghui's methods, he cut off his love with one blow, gave up his thoughts and married an ugly girl.

He put all his thoughts on the art of swordsmanship, and his strength improved by leaps and bounds, becoming a world-famous strong man who would hardly be defeated in this life.

The Demon Sect controls the world, but they dare not come to Lingnan to cause trouble. This is because of the intimidation of Song Que, his heavenly sword.

He had long been wary of Cihang Jingzhai and even felt disgusted.

Xie Hui is his younger brother, and the establishment of Duzun Fort and its current power are also inseparable from his support from Song Que.

Now they have become in-laws, and Song Yuhua married her as a means of marriage.

Logically speaking, Duzunbao should respect the Song family. Not only was he in private contact with Cihang Jingzhai, but he even had a relationship with the Li clan. This was stepping on his face.

This was Hong Guoguo's betrayal, and Song Que couldn't accept it even if he didn't care about others.

He is a proud and perfect person, and this betrayal will become a stain in his life.

"One-sided remarks."

Wang Jian did not feel dissatisfied and said categorically: "The Lord of Song Dynasty will just check it out when the time comes. If he agrees, I am willing to use Song Yuhua or Song Yuzhi and my children as princes to inherit my throne in the future and take back the country of my Han family."

He said it very firmly, but in his heart he had something else entirely different.

Things like this with children are definitely not possible for the time being, at least it will take some time before the state of mind stabilizes.

Even if you want a child, you have to give it to Michaela and the others first.

It is often unfair for latecomers to take advantage.

Even if Wang Jian loves Sheng Yayu, Miao Xuan and Zhou Miaotong very much, he will never show it too obviously, at most when he is alone.

As for the women in the Tang Dynasty, he has not yet decided whether to redeem them all. Even if he wants to, he will have to wait until he has enough points.

Anyway, he can live for many years, and now his life span has reached 500 years.

Even if you don't want to shatter the void, you can still restrain your breath. This is what Xiang Yutian did.

I thought so in my heart, but of course it was impossible to say it like that, just for Song Wanwan to think about it.

When the world is at ease and Song Yuhua and the two sisters have eaten it, they will slowly grind down the Song family.

Of course he couldn't tolerate the Song family, but he didn't want the other party to be so powerful.

Now that Song Que is here, it's not too much. Song Shidao seems to be quite gentle, but what about the next generation? What about the next generation?

Therefore, for the sake of the stability of the empire, the Song family must reduce its strength.

"Winning my sword is your decision!"

Song Que was so direct, which made Wang Jian very happy.

"Of course, this is also my attitude."

As he spoke, his body was so powerful that the leather bag he was carrying behind him rose into the air. The three gun shafts shattered the bag and fell into Wang Jian's hands, quickly forming a spear.

This is not the two-foot-long spear he usually uses. That spear is very spiritual and can be used to deal with Song Que. He can win without force.

He is a warrior and does not want to have too many external advantages. Even if he loses because of this, he will not hesitate.

The battle with Song Que was something he had been looking forward to for a long time. He even far surpassed the three great masters, because in his eyes, Song Que was the purest warrior, the pinnacle of warriors in this world.

The three great masters are mixed with too many other things. Ning Daoqi is a lackey of Buddhism, Fu Cailin is the pillar of Goryeo, and Bi Xuan is the pillar of Turks. They are all mixed with too many things.

However, Shi Zhixuan already had flaws. Without perfection, his strength could not be fully displayed.

No one else is looked down upon by him, even Zhu Yuyan, Chao Gong and others.

Only Song Que was the one he valued most, and he was also the purest warrior.

Fighting with him may be one of his greatest gains in this world.

"Wang Jian, the prairie fire spear technique!"

When Song Que saw him being so solemn, his feelings for him increased greatly.

He respects anyone who insists on martial arts, and Wang Jian obviously does the same. Even he is amazed by his martial arts will.

He stretched out his hand, and a sharp knife held on the table next to him appeared in his hand.

"Narcissus Sword, Eight Heavenly Sword Techniques!"

"Master Song, please take action, Wang will not hold back."

"That's right!"

As soon as Song Que finished speaking, his whole body was full of wild momentum, and the cold sword intent roared out, filling the entire knife sharpening hall.

There is nothing else besides She Dao. Wang Jian admires Song Que's ideological realm, and it is precisely because of this that he values ​​him even more.

He restrained his mind, shook his hand, and the gun light roared, which was the force of the heavy rain in the prairie fire spear technique. It poured down towards Song Que with the force of heavy rain.

"Good marksmanship! Good marksmanship!"

Song Que was delighted to see Hunter Xin, and the narcissus knife in his hand bloomed with stunning light, like the most beautiful scenery in the world.

"The first form of Jiewo Tianwen has no upper and lower shapes, so why test it?"

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