After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

The day of the final battle is the ceremony where Gong Ziyu is promoted to the position of Blade Wielder, which is also the day he and Shangguan Qian get married.

The Northern Ghost in Cold Clothes was killed by Yang Mei ten years ago, but ten years have passed and there are so many assassins without a sharp edge, there will always be someone to take this position.

Not to mention how complicated the process of the Blade Holding Ceremony is, the wedding process of Gong Ziyu and Shangguan Qian alone is very daunting.

The first thing is that Shangguan Qian has to leave the palace and come in from outside. After all, she can't stay in Yu Palace to get married.

On the wedding day, she will walk out of the palace in her wedding dress and come to Gong Ziyu.

"Qianqian, I will wait for you on the day of the ceremony, don't be afraid." Gong Ziyu was very affectionate and accompanied her to the gate.

Shangguan Qian said goodbye to him shyly, then turned around and changed her expression. She would never come back to this palace.

Three days later, at the Qianshan Ceremony, the only important guests present were Gong Ziyu himself and the three elders.

Although he already knew that there would be a big battle today, Gong Ziyu was still somewhat excited, excited about finally becoming a legitimate Blade Master.

This excitement continued until the bride entered the palace. The bride, wearing a red wedding dress and a veil, walked up the stairs to Gong Ziyu with the help of the palace gate nanny.

According to the procedure, it should be Gong Ziyu who lifts the bride's veil at this time.

Gong Ziyu was a little excited, and with trembling hands she tried to lift the veil... Oh my god! Who is this?!

"Girl in purple?!" Gong Ziyu threw her veil to the ground in surprise, "What's wrong with you? Where is Qianqian? Are you kidding me?!"

Situ Hong smiled slightly: "My name is not Zi Yi, this bride's red dress is more suitable for me. Master Yu, my real name is Situ Hong."

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Yang Mei had been staying in the Shang Palace. He originally wanted to send his mother out of the palace, but Ji Wan refused to let her do so no matter what, so he did not force her. With his abilities, it was no problem for him to protect Ji Wan safely.

The reason why I wanted to send her out of the palace was because I was afraid that Ji Wan would be frightened, but it turned out that she was very brave.

The Jiao Palace was guarded by Gong Shangjiao, Gong Langjiao went to the Hua Palace, and Gong Yuanzheng went to the Xue Palace.

The message that Shangguan Qian sent to Wufeng was that the blueprint of the Infinite Flowing Fire was hidden in the knife tomb in the Flower Palace, but in fact it was hidden by Gong Ziyu at the bottom of the cold pool in the Snow Palace.

Although Wu Feng received wrong information, there is no guarantee that they will not send people to search the Snow Palace as well.

Gong Yuanzheng and Gong Langjiao went to lend them a helping hand. Yang Mei had worked hard to help them strengthen their muscles over the years, so the fighting strength of these people was much better than before. At least they could easily deal with Wufeng's monster.

Originally, Yang Mei thought that of Wu Feng's four ghosts, one would face Gong Ziyu at the ceremony, one would go to the Flower Palace, one would go to the Snow Palace, and one would go to the Horn Palace to deal with the most famous Gong Shangjiao and Gong Qijiao. But he didn't expect that Ji Yunqing, who became the Northern Ghost after Han Yike, would come to Shang Palace to find him!

"...I said, did you take the wrong way?" Yang Mei was holding half an orange in her hand and the other half in her mouth.

Ji Yunqing was carrying a heavy sword on his back. He was tall and strong, with a hideous scar on his left cheek.

"Yes, I came to find you." Ji Yunqing grinned, looking scary, at least Ji Wan closed her eyes.

"Looking for me? Why are you looking for me, to fight? I'm just a weak and sickly young master of Shang Gong. How powerful will you appear if you kill me?" Not only did Yang Mei not stand up, she also slowly ate the other half of the orange.

"That's just your trick, a deliberate illusion. It can fool fools, but it's not that easy to fool me." Ji Yunqing said contemptuously, "You were able to kill Han Yi Ke ten years ago, which is enough to show how high your martial arts skills are. You are worthy of being my opponent! Wu Feng did order me to kill Gong Shangjiao and Gong Qijiao, but I think you are better than these two people, so I came to you without permission. I hope you won't let me down!"

After saying this, the man suddenly drew out the heavy sword behind him and rushed towards Yang Mei.

Although Ji Wan was mentally prepared in advance, she still couldn't help but exclaimed.

Yang Mei picked up a walnut from the table and flicked it towards Ji Yunqing's knee with force from her fingers. If it hit Ji Yunqing's kneecap, it would be shattered.

Ji Yunqing did not give in either. He raised the heavy sword in his hand to block in front of his legs. The walnut hit the sword and immediately broke into several pieces and flew away, while he himself took a half step back uncontrollably.

"What a profound inner strength! You have really been hiding your abilities over the years!" Ji Yunqing's eyes were gleaming with a bloodthirsty light.

"It's not that I'm hiding my abilities, it's just that there's no need for me to do anything." Yang Mei waved her hand, "I'm going to be serious from now on!"

Yang Mei jumped up and came close to Ji Yunqing with a light tap of her toes.

He didn't even take out the whip, but just used his palm as a blade to fight with Ji Yunqing.

At the beginning, Ji Yunqing fought very happily and confidently, but as the fight went on, he felt that his heavy sword was very heavy and no matter how he used it, it didn't work. So in the end, he simply threw away the heavy sword and fought Yang Mei with clenched fists.

When he had a weapon, he could blame the weapon for not being effective enough to beat Yang Mei. But now that he had thrown away his weapon and still couldn't beat her, and even showed signs of losing, who could he blame? Should he blame his parents for not giving him two fists? If he had four fists, wouldn't he have won by now? !

This was a matter of life and death, and Ji Yunqing dared to be distracted. How could Yang Mei tolerate him? She slapped him on the top of his head.

"Crack"!

It was the sound of the top of the head shattering.

Can you still live if your skull is broken?

No.

So Ji Yunqing died.