The Return of the Condor Heroes: Starting with Conquering Huang Rong

At this moment, this minimalist room is filled with the colors of spring.

The two, who had not seen each other for a long time, expressed their love for one another.

Cheng Yaojia had just won a game and was worried about the next one.

Unexpectedly, the man was still her man.

That familiar feeling washed over her once again.

Cheng Yaojia was about to faint.

"Husband...husband, you haven't told me yet, are there any other women in this sect?"

Yang Guo didn't have time to answer any questions.

Cheng Yaojia refused to give up and blocked his body.

Yang Guo could only reply, "You know the Quanzhen Sect better than I do. Where else would I find a female Taoist priest besides you?"

Cheng Yaojia's eyes widened.

Did she guess wrong?

But women are just that sensitive.

She couldn't control herself when she first saw him.

This man's reaction just now was quite different.

Yang Guo buried his face in her neck.

The speed is much faster than before.

Cheng Yaojia rolled her eyes; this stinky man was trying to fool her.

But she had no time to dwell on it at the moment.

Yang Guo was quite helpless; he had been eating too well these past few days.

It seems I need to be more restrained in the future.

Otherwise, all the benefits he gained from learning so many superior martial arts would have been absorbed by these women.

Cheng Yaojia stared blankly at the ceiling.

A fleeting thought flashed through her mind, startling her: Could it be that her master...?

No, no, Master severed everything long ago.

But when she looked at this imposing, ever-changing young man, who seemed both demonic and celestial and could steal her away, she was momentarily lost in thought.

She whispered in his ear, controlling her voice, "Husband, you didn't actually find my master, did you?"

"You are shameless...how could you..."

Cheng Yaojia could clearly sense that the man had become much stiffer because of her words.

Yang Guo could only quickly reply, "Rong'er is here."

"what?"

Cheng Yaojia pouted.

Hmph, so it's that cowardly gang leader Huang.

Cheng Yaojia was oblivious to his thoughts, completely absorbed in the moment.

a long time.

Cheng Yaojia nestled in his arms.

Dry, slightly fragrant bedding covered everything.

Yang Guo sighed.

He actually thought that she was at her most beautiful at that moment.

Cheng Yaojia was completely satisfied at this moment.

This was originally her and her master's courtyard.

She's basically never been here.

Her master hasn't stayed here for a long time either; he's usually in seclusion.

She had only been here for a day, but her traces were already very obvious.

Cheng Yaojia reached out her soft, jade-like hand and touched Yang Guo's chin, then stroked his smooth jaw.

"So she did this too?"

It really is.

And it happened this morning.

Yang Guo shook his head, worried that she would be jealous.

"You stinking husband, trying to lie to me again?"

Yang Guo: ?

"Tell me, was it just Huang Rong alone?"

Yang Guo was speechless. Was this all she could know?

Helpless, he said, "There's another one, whom you also know."

"what?"

Cheng Yaojia tilted her head and pondered for a while.

Could it be that girl who has arrived?

She thought about it and realized it might actually be true!

No wonder, no wonder, this man has lost interest in me.

Who could possibly be a match for that mother and daughter?

Cheng Yaojia pounded on his chest desperately.

For some reason, Yang Guo felt a little flustered.

He truly never expected that the woman who had been devising schemes and plotting against other women for him, and who had even enjoyed it, would suddenly go mad.

"You big bad guy, you big bad guy!"

"What if, what if the world finds out?"

Yang Guo: ?

"No, no, why don't you take us to live in seclusion on an island, my husband?"

What's going on?

Before he could say anything...

The woman chuckled and said, "Husband, is your Fu'er better than me?"

Yang Guo knew perfectly well that she had misunderstood.

Suddenly, I remembered the jade pendant in the girl's hand before she left.

He sighed, rubbing his forehead.

He really dared not let Huang Rong know that the jade was a gift from the woman in his arms.

He was worried that Huang Rong would hang Cheng Yaojia up and beat her.

Yang Guo dared not let her continue her train of thought and immediately said, "It's Yue'er."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yaojia was extremely disappointed.

His tone was flat: "Oh, Li Mingyue? That good-for-nothing silly girl?"

Yang Guo didn't want to tell her Yue'er's true identity at this moment.

Oh well, he figured the woman in his arms could handle it.

"Did your husband take her in?"

"Yeah, that silly girl is really dramatic. She clearly likes him a lot, but she still cried and ran away in the middle of the night. Humph."

Then, Yang Guo suddenly stood up.

Cheng Yaojia was puzzled.

He sucked the clothes off the floor and onto his hands.

His smooth body had long been covered.

"Honey, someone's coming."

Cheng Yaojia quickly got up and cleaned up the battlefield in no time.

"Husband, who...who is it? Could it be Master?"

Cheng Yaojia hurriedly looked towards the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, she was quick-witted and had the habit of locking the door.

Yang Guo shook his head. It was a group of people.

"You're saying someone broke into our sect looking for Grandmaster Sun?"

"Then, you went into Uncle Cheng's room and didn't come out for a long time?"

When Zhao Zhijing questioned him, the young Taoist priest nodded vigorously.

"Speak, who are you?"

The young Taoist priest said tremblingly, "It was a young man in white..."

"What! You couldn't even stop a mere teenager? So useless? Have you been slacking off in your training? Give him more practice, more practice! Lu Qingdu, where's Lu Qingdu?"

One of the disciples said, "Master, Lu Qingdu is still copying scriptures."

Zhao Zhijing was speechless.

He then said, "Then you lead the way. Come on, these days even the most insignificant cats and dogs dare to come up Zhongnan Mountain."

Zhao Zhijing thought to himself, "Is this female Taoist priest impure, or has she seduced a young gigolo?"

"It's not impossible. Didn't the masters want to use her to lure Yang Guo over? It seems Yang Guo is one of her lovers. How could my master take such a woman into the sect? It's a disgrace to the Daoist sect."

No one dared to speak.

They arrived silently in front of the courtyard.

Zhao Zhijing pointed to the door: "Go, kick the door down."

"Master...Master, shouldn't we tell our grandmaster first?"

Zhao Zhijing scoffed.

One of the lay female disciples has not returned to the sect even once in many years.

He wouldn't be so bluffing!

However, he cautiously kept a backup plan, after all, he knew that Yang Guo might be related to this female Taoist.

Zhao Zhijing glared at him, "That's why I sent you to call them."

Left with no other choice, the young Taoist priest had to kick down the door.

Then.

The door opened, but the young Taoist priest immediately fell back out, crashing into Zhao Zhijing.

A man and a woman walked into the room.

Zhao Zhijing's eyelids twitched.

He wasn't surprised by the woman; she was his junior sister Cheng, whom he had never met before.

As for the young man in white, he was even more familiar with him.

He turned and ran.

He had only run two steps when his steps faltered slightly.

No, why would I run away? This is my territory.

He turned around abruptly, his expression turning fierce, and said, "Yang Guo, how dare you trespass on Quanzhen Temple..."

Before he could finish speaking, he yelled and drew his sword, thrusting it forward.

You young man, you bully an honest person, you attack without warning.

Yang Guo attacked, but Yang Guo dodged his horizontal thrust by sidestepping him and flicked his sword with his finger.

Zhao Zhijing's arm went numb from the shock, and he couldn't even hold the sword, which fell to the ground.

Yang Guo reached out and pointed at Zhao Zhijing's chest.

Zhao Zhijing dared not confront the enemy.

But it was too late to retreat, so he could only reach out his left hand and grab the disciple next to him to block him.

Yang Guo's eyes narrowed, and he pointed a finger at the young Taoist priest in front of Zhao Zhijing.

Then he uttered a single word: "Through".