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

"My husband, this place is so beautiful."

Cheng Yaojia couldn't help but sigh.

Li Mochou subconsciously nodded in agreement.

These two women, one of whom rarely even left the manor in the first half of her life, had no interest in appreciating these things.

The other one is either fighting or on the way to fighting, and Jing and Ai can only dream of her.

"If you like it, I'll bring you here often in the future."

The two women gave a soft "hmm".

"Moon, have you been waiting anxiously here?"

Yang Guo asked.

Li Mochou shook her head: "Husband, I went to take a look around. The Quanzhen Sect sent out invitations for this grand event in a hurry. Most of the attendees were from surrounding sects and martial arts practitioners who came after hearing the news, but they were all just a bunch of bumpkins. It seems we can't embarrass the Quanzhen Sect."

His words conveyed deep regret.

When Cheng Yaojia heard her words implying both her husband and disparaging the Quanzhen Sect, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

Her master had given his approval, so she could now call him "husband" all the time.

Has this woman become so shameless?

Before, he wouldn't even hug or kiss her.

They've gotten so tired of calling out like that.

Cheng Yaojia was about to explode when she felt the man's left hand pull out of her embrace.

She looked up in confusion.

Just then, Yang Guo grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms, and she looked up and leaned against him, her head dazed.

Yang Guo then gently kissed her forehead.

"Husband?" Cheng Yaojia murmured.

Then Yang Guo turned his head and did the same to Li Mingyue.

Li Mingyue then quieted down as well.

She rested quietly on his shoulder.

"Let's go, Jia'er, Yue'er."

The rivalry between the two women vanished before it even began, disappearing with the setting sun.

Yang Guo led the two women toward the ancient tomb.

Li Mochou said with heartache, "Husband, should I come down? After all, my martial arts are not bad, I can go up by myself."

Cheng Yaojia wanted to bite her to death.

She felt wronged, but she didn't want to leave; she just wanted to stay in his arms.

Yang Guo takes a breath.

He gently tilted his hand down to support Li Mochou, preventing her from falling.

Yang Guo only felt a refreshing fragrance enter his nose, and his palm seemed to sink into the clouds, feeling a soft sensation.

Yang Guo then continued to gather his strength and travel on his way.

Li Mochou blushed deeply.

She was just saying it casually; she wasn't really jealous.

But why is he so domineering?

But she really likes it.

Li Mochou seized the opportunity and said, "Husband, don't forget what you promised Yue'er tonight."

"That Huang Rong took you all night, she's shameless and despicable."

"And my junior sister went into seclusion for a day; I really miss her."

Cheng Yaojia's eyelids twitched. She finally understood that this wasn't meant for Yang Guo; it was meant to sow discord between her and Yang Guo!

Suddenly, without warning, Cheng Yaojia reached down with her hand.

Yang Guo was startled and accidentally choked on his internal energy, causing him to fall.

Fortunately, Yang Guo kept his feet close to the ground to save energy.

Even so, the three of them almost fell flat on their faces.

Cheng Yaojia had only made a feint, intending to provoke Li Mochou, but she never expected the little man to be so easily frightened, almost causing a scene.

The three of them had just regained their footing.

Cheng Yaojia took off running.

She knew Yang Guo's temperament all too well.

We will definitely enforce family rules.

However, she hadn't run more than a few steps when she noticed that the mountain scenery on both sides was rapidly receding.

Then she returned to Yang Guo's palm.

Immediately afterwards, a crisp sound rang out, startling a flock of birds into flight.

Yang Guo led the way, with Li Mochou following closely behind.

Finally, here's Cheng Yaojia, her hands behind her back, rubbing her face with each step, her small face as beautiful as a rose.

Cheng Yaojia muttered, "You big bad guy, you big pervert, why do you always hit the same spot? Damn Li Mingyue, you just wait."

Li Mochou intentionally lagged behind by two steps to stand shoulder to shoulder with Cheng Yaojia.

"Sister Jia, did you do this on purpose? Too bad, no matter how hard you try, you can't compare to my perky cheeks!"

Cheng Yaojia leaped forward and delivered a kick.

Unfortunately, the kick missed.

Seeing the woman rush towards the man, she jumped onto Yang Guo's back.

Yang Guo knew it was Li Mochou as soon as he felt the tremendous impact.

Helplessly, I carried it for a couple of steps.

He waved for Cheng Yaojia to follow.

Cheng Yaojia was overjoyed to see the man calm down, and all pretense of pain disappeared.

She went straight up and took his hand.

He glanced at the woman on his back.

His gaze then slid downwards, his eyes wide and round.

No wonder men can't help themselves.

She couldn't help it either.

He slapped down directly with his palm.

Then she ran ahead quickly, and even turned back to taunt him, putting her right hand under her nose to sniff.

Li Mochou's face instantly turned red.

They bared their teeth and claws, trying to get off Yang Guo's back, ready to fight Cheng Yaojia to the death.

Yang Guo dared not let her get down.

He quickly comforted her.

Li Mochou felt her lover caress the spot where she had been hit. Only then did she calm down.

The anger subsided, but the fire was reignited.

"My husband, the pain in my body isn't so bad anymore, but other parts of my body are itchy. Could you scratch them for me?"

Yang Guo froze instantly.

Li Mochou continued, "How about the lower right leg, okay?"

Yang Guo was able to walk normally then, though his posture was noticeably hunched over.

Li Mochou revealed a wicked smile of triumph.

"Hmph, Cheng Yaojia, Cheng Yaojia, do you still think I'm some clueless Li Mingyue?"

"If this man takes even one step toward you tonight, I'll consider it a loss."

Yang Guo quickly chased after Cheng Yaojia.

He was genuinely afraid that the two women would start scheming against each other.

It's obvious that he'll be the one who suffers in the end.

The woman on his back was restless; she refused to get off and kept teasing him.

After much difficulty, the three of them finally returned to the ancient tomb.

When Granny Sun saw that another set of bowls and chopsticks was to be added, her face darkened.

Damn it, I have to go buy more goods tomorrow!

Cheng Yaojia, on the other hand, eagerly ran to help Granny Sun with washing clothes and cooking.

This only made Granny Sun very happy.

Li Mochou panicked; this was her mother-in-law, so she quickly ran over as well.

Yang Guo was finally freed.

He went to find Xiaolongnu first, but unexpectedly she was still in seclusion.

Yang Guo then turned to look for Huang Rong.

When Huang Rong saw the man return, she also woke up from her meditation.

Yang Guo then recounted what had happened that day.

"Guo'er, what do you think?"

Yang Guo picked her up.

"Ah, Guo'er, what are you doing?"

Huang Rong was startled. Was he coming again?

Yang Guo placed her on his lap.

He instinctively pinched her soft hand and said, "What do you want me to do?"

Looking at the man's hateful face, Huang Rong could only say in a charming tone:

"What? With a beautiful woman like me sitting in your lap, do I need to teach you how to do this?"

Only then did Yang Guo realize that he really couldn't take it anymore.

These one or two people really don't care whether he lives or dies.

Huang Rong didn't care about him.

Now, he's developed a habit that if he doesn't do something in the course when discussing serious matters, the conversation just won't be engaging.

"Uh-huh."

Huang Rong wrapped her arms around Yang Guo's neck and said defiantly, "Guo'er, you mustn't move."

Looking at this controlling woman, Yang Guo had no choice but to accept her service.

"Guo'er... um... do you want to come back to Peach Blossom Island with me?"

Yang Guo didn't know why she brought this up.

"No, that's not right, it's about settling down there."

Huang Rong's eyes were glazed over, as if she were muttering to herself.

When Yang Guo answered, he subconsciously emphasized, "I don't want to!"

Huang Rong desperately resisted the attack.

"Hmph, so would you rather go to Chilian Manor with Daoist Li, stay in the Ancient Tomb, or go to Cheng Yaojia?"

After Huang Rong finished speaking, she bit Yang Guo's shoulder.

She could never resist him.

Fortunately, her spirit is commendable; she knows shame and then becomes brave, fighting on despite repeated defeats.

Her only stubbornness was that she wouldn't utter a sound no matter how he answered.

Yang Guo pinched her cheek, telling her to stop biting his shoulder.

Huang Rong blushed deeply.

Her gaze shifted downwards, looking at the hand that was caressing her cheek and lips, and she parted her red lips slightly.

Let him explore.

When did he start liking this?

She simply didn't want any other option but to comply.

Yang Guo was pleased with the woman's compliance and replied, "Rong'er, aren't we all in the same situation in the Quanzhen Sect?"

Huang Rong rolled her eyes and could only mumble "uh-huh".

You bastard, how am I supposed to answer you if you don't take your hand away?

However, there were no more sounds of men and women talking after that.

Yang Guo didn't want it to end so soon.

After that, only the most primitive symphonies remained.