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

Huang Rong was like a victorious general; the men could only let her have her way.

"Rong'er, are we discussing serious matters?"

Yang Guo looked at the beautiful woman who was full of desire to attack. Although he did not want to interrupt her, the two of them had a lot of time together in a short period of time.

"What? You're already... tired of me... and want to go find your Nagar?"

Huang Rong had no choice but to speed things up again, trying to make him think only of her.

She interlocked her fingers with Yang Guo's to make it easier for her to exert force.

That beautiful scene entered Yang Guo's mind.

Her long, black hair had long since covered everything around her, hanging down to Yang Guo's chest.

Yang Guo couldn't see her clearly, so he gently parted her hair to see her full appearance.

Her jade-colored skin was crystal clear under the light.

That touch of crimson is like the finishing touch in a painting, captivating the viewer.

Huang Rong clearly sensed her lover's affection.

She leaned down and kissed his lips.

"Guo'er, you are mine."

Huang Rong asserted her dominance in a domineering manner.

She gave him everything.

"No matter what happens in the future, you must never abandon me."

Yang Guo took the initiative and became the host.

Huang Rong had no choice but to gently tidy her disheveled hair and place it on both sides so that he could see her face clearly.

Yang Guo felt the woman fully displaying herself.

Nature will no longer retain it.

The two finally got back on track.

"Guo'er, we are always born as women, and in the end we will follow you."

Huang Rong was completely satisfied. The whole process was short, but intense.

She refused to believe that Cheng Yaojia could do anything tonight.

She lay slightly to her side in his arms, concealing the smile of her triumphant scheme.

"Although the Quanzhen Sect is not your place of refuge, it is still very important to you. These Taoist priests just want to show off their past glory, and they happen to have their eyes on your talent."

"You can choose not to become the sect leader, and you can sever all ties with him later. But you must become a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect."

"That's their goal. After all, the power of discourse has never been in the hands of the so-called leader, but in the hands of the supreme being."

"If you are the supreme being, what use is the sect leader to you?"

"The key question is, do you want to join the Quanzhen School?"

Huang Rong said so much, but only said a little.

What is your strength and what do you desire?

Huang Rong never wanted Yang Guo to be in the eye of the storm.

The Quanzhen School and Shaolin Temple are undoubtedly the biggest beneficiaries.

Shaolin has been in decline for many years.

Today, martial arts practitioners are still under the influence of the Quanzhen Sect.

No, it should be the lingering power of the Central Divine.

But it has been so long.

Apart from Zhou Botong, who was a formidable fighter, the Quanzhen Sect had no successors.

But Yang Guo's appearance at this moment gave them a turning point.

Perhaps Yang Guo's domineering and arrogant demeanor reminded them of Wang Chongyang.

Now Huang Rong can't interfere with Yang Guo's choices, so she can only support him from behind.

Yang Guo subconsciously grasped her softness as he pondered.

Huang Rong didn't say anything more.

a long time.

Huang Rong felt pain before she pushed him away.

Yang Guo then realized what was happening: "Rong'er, do you think it's possible for the Quanzhen Sect to fall into the hands of the imperial court?"

"That depends on what the strategist thinks, but given the current situation, the strategist lacks both vision and strength."

Yang Guo laughed.

He knew that this woman had high aspirations.

"What about my Rong'er?"

Yang Guo picked her up and dressed her.

"What, does Guo'er still want me to be the empress?"

Her eyebrows and eyes were curved, like the moon in the sky.

"Of course not. From now on, you'll just stay obediently behind me and bear my children properly."

Huang Rong blushed deeply and started hitting him relentlessly.

"So you've made up your mind?"

"Yes, Chen'er had been intentionally visiting various sects in the martial arts world before. I wonder if she has ever been to the Quanzhen Sect before."

"And since she's imprisoned, I at least need to have some power."

Huang Rong nodded slightly.

She had heard this man mention Zhao Xichen before.

She shared Yang Guo's deduction that the woman was likely a member of the imperial court, and her presence in the martial arts world was probably to win over various factions. Her disguise as a man was also for convenience.

However, this woman is now inviting her to the capital in the name of the Princess, so Huang Rong can take a good look at who this woman is then.

She originally had no intention of going to the capital, but when the woman mentioned the "Martial Arts Manual of Yue Fei," she couldn't refuse.

Now that she knows this woman is also one of the emotional debts left behind by this man, she feels even more compelled to go.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but pinch his waist.

For no apparent reason, Yang Guo was once again subjected to a round of kneading and squeezing.

"Remember, you must not use any other sect's techniques on that day."

After being countered by him, Huang Rong could only try to provoke him with words.

"Oh, you can't bite?"

Did Yang Guo know this woman's weakness?

Now that the delicious food is in my mouth, I naturally want to savor it properly.

Huang Rong was filled with shame and indignation.

She cursed herself for being so unrestrained, always letting him seduce her and do whatever he wanted.

She maintained her last shred of clarity: "Guo'er, the Quanzhen Sect's old ways are rotten and corrupt. I'm afraid you can't stand it, so when you're in a dilemma, just fight. I don't think they can bully you."

Yang Guo refused to let go of what was in his mouth, but still mumbled a single word: "Okay."

Huang Rong looked at the man who was jealous like a child, suppressed her shyness, and gazed at him adoringly.

"Also, if it involves me, you are not allowed to interfere; I will handle it myself."

Yang Guo was puzzled and was about to look up to ask, but Huang Rong stopped him.

"Continue," she said, her voice trembling.

Huang Rong cursed herself inwardly: I'm really crazy. It's all because of this man. It has nothing to do with me. It has nothing to do with me.

Yang Guo touched his teeth together in protest.

Huang Rong sensed the young man's emotions and comforted him, "Guo'er, it's not that I don't want to expose our relationship to the public. It's just that you shouldn't be bothered by us right now."

"But if you want, then... then I'll announce on the day of the ceremony that Yang Guo is my man, okay?"

Yang Guo did not answer her.

He gently stroked her cheek.

Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes sparkled with spring, and she was as beautiful as a celestial being.

He was captivated at first sight.

"I told you, your only responsibility is to bear my children."

"Okay, I'll be waiting."

"What are you waiting for?" The door was suddenly flung open by force.

Huang Rong hurriedly pushed the man away, then turned around and straightened her half-open blouse.

Cheng Yaojia watched the scene of their recent confusion, a fleeting blush crossing her face. She trembled with anger, her mouth pounding incessantly:

"Huh, which vixen is trying to seduce my man?"

"Ah, it's actually Chief Huang of the Beggars' Sect! What a rare guest!"

"Oh, it seems my man is quite useful. Are you satisfied?"

Looking at the messy bedding and the various smells in the air, Cheng Yaojia kept uttering sarcastic remarks.

"I think you two are already full! Then you don't need to eat anymore!" she roared, then turned and left.

Yang Guo hurriedly chased after her.

Only Huang Rong remained. She gathered her messy hair, tidied herself up, and was clearly very satisfied with her appearance.

She had cleaned up all of her lover's mess, but she hadn't done so herself.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I was quite satisfied; it seemed like I didn't need to do much styling.

Her cheeks and lips were so red that she almost wanted to take a bite herself.

She quickly smoothed out the wrinkles in her dress and walked away.

Huang Rong arrived at the dining hall.

The three of them were eating in silence.

Huang Rong sat down, propped her cheeks up, and remained motionless.

Helpless, Yang Guo tried to serve her rice.

Huang Rong called out to him, "Guo'er, you guys eat, I'm full."

Yang Guo was sweating profusely. Why was this woman so aggressive now?

Cheng Yaojia glared angrily.

She took a deep breath: "Li Mingyue, you should have met this Huang Rong, the leader of the Huang Clan, before, right?"

Li Mochou ate her meal in silence, trying to conserve her energy and avoiding any further conversation.

"Master Li, you must have met Sister Cheng Yaojia before, right?" Huang Rong said with a smile.

Li Mochou: So I became a hot commodity?

He then changed the subject, saying, "I have a junior sister who's in seclusion. Why don't you go and chat with her? She's incredibly beautiful; if we're talking about who's the most beautiful in the world, I have to admit she's number one."

Yang Guo looked at her speechlessly and ate his meal in silence.

Cheng Yaojia naturally didn't see Xiaolongnu herself, and her story was always told to her by others.

Unexpectedly, Li Mingyue also said the same thing, which made her really curious.

Huang Rong had seen her, and she had to admit that the woman truly possessed the appearance of an immortal.

Hmm? Just like this man!

Her white clothes were whiter than snow, and her skin could rival the frost.

Fortunately, this man isn't cold-hearted, otherwise he would have broken the hearts of countless women.

The key point is that many women are now captivated by him.

Huang Rong said angrily, "Guo'er, it seems you and Miss Long are a perfect match!"