Xie Ling's eyes widened, "Jiangling Jiuzhou?"

Wei Zhao's affairs were widely spread, so she had naturally heard about it.

But what she didn't expect was that her father actually planned to give Jiangling Jiuzhou to her?

Everyone present, except Wei Wuji and An Xuetao, showed shocked expressions.

The same was true for the people around them.

This is Jiangling Jiuzhou! Wei Zhao's most prosperous land!

And there is Changfeng Wei, is it the Changfeng Wei they know?

The Changfeng Guard of King Zhaoyong of Wei?

Everyone stretched their necks and stared at Wei Xiuchu.

They were obviously more curious about the former god of war, King Yong.

Wei Xiuchu continued, "A Ling, no matter who bullies you or makes you suffer injustice in the future, you can return to Jiangling Jiuzhou and let Changfengwei avenge you. That is the confidence that your father gave you."

Gu Wei touched his nose awkwardly.

Father-in-law, I really can’t!

Wei Wuji also stood up and took out the edict that he had prepared long ago.

"This is the imperial decree given to me by the Emperor before he left. It announces to the world that Xie Ling is the only descendant of Prince Yong, kind and docile, and is specially named the eldest princess, enjoying a salary of a thousand gold coins."

Wei Wuji knew that Xie Ling didn't care and didn't need this title.

But he just wanted to confer a title on his sister, and he had to make it known to the world.

Let the world know that he, Wei Wuji, is also Xie Ling's backer.

The people were in an uproar.

It turns out that their Xie Zhubo is actually the daughter of King Yong!

On a tall building not far from the altar, the killers had already confirmed that Fengwu Kingdom and Weizhao Kingdom had indeed joined forces with Beijiang Kingdom as Weishengxuan had guessed.

Their mission was to secretly kill the envoys of Fengwu and Wei Zhao, put the blame on Beijiang, and destroy the Triple Alliance.

Even if the two countries may not necessarily believe it, there will definitely be grudges between them.

One of the assassins took a deep breath, looked at the indifferent young man standing against the pillar, and carefully spoke, "Master Shiqi, we have already obtained the result and plan to act tonight. Would you like to come and recognize Fengwu Weizhao's envoy?"

Shiqi acted as if he didn't hear anything. After a while, he slowly walked over and looked downstairs casually.

His companion was talking to him.

“The tall woman in purple and the group of women behind her are envoys from Fengwu Country.

The man in the moon-white robe and the mask, and the people beside him, are envoys from Wei Zhaoguo. These are the people we want to kill. "

"Um."

Shi Qi answered coldly, his eyes falling on the envoys.

This was the first sentence that Shiqi had spoken to them in more than half a month.

After recognizing the person, Shiqi wanted to turn around and leave.

At this moment, cheers came from downstairs, joyful happiness rang out again, and the whole world turned into a lively ocean again.

"The MC has concluded his ceremony. Welcome the newlyweds to their bridal chamber!"

All the envoys stood up in an instant and went to the altar to congratulate.

Shiqi's calm eyes were disturbed, and he involuntarily followed the envoys to look at the altar.

Just one glance.

Shiqi's whole body stiffened and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Colorful flowers were flying all over the sky, and joy was shaking the earth. The pretty girl smiled brightly, and was picked up by the tall young man. Her bright red dress spread out, like a fiery red butterfly, swaying in the golden sunset.

The young man held the girl tightly in his arms as if he had won a battle, his handsome eyebrows curved into an arc of joy, as if there was nothing more joyful in the world than this.

Behind them, the setting sun was gradually growing longer.

Shi Qi bent down indifferently, picked up the sword, and held it back in his arms.

The assassin next to him noticed his abnormality and asked, "Master Shiqi, what's wrong?"

Shiqi shook his head and looked up at the brilliant sunset in the sky. His cold pupils were reflected in colorful colors.

It turns out that this is An Ning’s true identity.

But in fact, he didn't care who An Ning was.

He only knew that An Ning and his husband got married.

She is very happy today.

So, he couldn't ruin her happiness.

The only thing he could do was to protect her smile and her wedding.

According to the rules of the human world, he should be happy for An Ning.

But why did his heart hurt so much and soreness spread all over his limbs?

The sharp sword in his arms was clearly not unsheathed, but it seemed to have pierced into his heart, tearing his heart into pieces.

Shi Qi took a deep breath, barely dispelling the discomfort in his heart, and said in a cold voice: "The ten of you, stand in a row."

The ten killers were all stunned with surprise when Shiqi suddenly spoke such a long speech. They didn't understand what was going on and stood in a row according to his instructions.

Shiqi slowly pulled up the curtains around the tall building.

In an instant, the attic became dark.

The slightly orange sunset shone through the black curtains onto Shiqi's handsome face.

The next moment, Shiqi quickly drew his sword.

The ten killers didn't even have time to react before their heads and bodies were separated in the blink of an eye.

Shiqi picked up the tea on the table and washed away the blood, then calmly put the sword back into the scabbard.

When he went out, he locked the attic on this floor.

Even if the body was found inside, it would be two or three days later, so it would not ruin her wedding.