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

Yang Guo tightened his grip on Huang Rong's hand.

Huang Rong instinctively moved even closer.

Huang Rong was puzzled.

She turned to look at the little man.

She noticed that he was looking at her too.

"You are mine!"

Hearing the little man declare his ownership, Huang Rong smiled gently, her heart fluttering like a spring breeze caressing a willow branch, half-concealing her smiling figure.

Then was he worried that she wouldn't want him anymore?

Before the corners of her mouth even curved into a smile, it was already overflowing with joy.

Her eyes and brows opened, and her delicate appearance became even more captivating.

She also had the idea of ​​teasing him.

It's his fault for always seeing other women. Isn't she enough for him?

Even though she knew it wasn't enough, she still wanted him to focus all his attention on her.

"Guo'er, what should I do? Should I leave? Guo Jing has come looking for me too?" Huang Rong blurted out, her expression pitiful and her voice soft and weak, as if she wanted to push him away.

Yang Guo remained motionless, looking at the woman in his arms, and said:

"Rong'er, don't worry, I'm here. Even if the Heavenly King himself came, he couldn't take you away from me."

Huang Rong continued, "No, that's Guo Jing, and besides, public opinion is so disapproving. Let...let me go."

Yang Guo didn't care about any of that; he only cared about her injuries. He channeled his pure Yang internal energy into her body, and with his internal energy, healing these internal injuries was naturally a piece of cake.

Huang Rong felt a warmth in her heart, but she subconsciously revealed her girlish side and pouted: "Stupid man, is this how you coax a girl? You don't know how to coax a woman at all."

Hmm, it seems like he has so many women around him even without coaxing him. If he knew how to coax them, that would be incredible.

Huang Rong thought about it and decided it was better not to.

"Rong'er, we are both unmarried and single. Anyone who dares to say a word against us, I will kill them." Yang Guo's tone was calm but firm.

It was as if they weren't talking about their own affairs, as if human lives weren't human lives.

"Guo'er..."

Yang Guo's tone was too calm, which frightened her greatly.

She didn't want him to be imprisoned because of her.

Initially, the only solution was to let him handle his own father.

Anyway, the Beggars' Sect matter has been gradually put aside over the years.

Once her father supports their plan, she can rest assured and wait for him on the island.

We should try to have a son or daughter for him as soon as possible, otherwise, when he gets older, he'll end up like Cheng Yaojia.

She doesn't want to be an older mother.

"From now on, you are not allowed to speak again. Focus on healing your injuries, or you will be punished according to family rules."

Huang Rong looked bewildered and aggrieved. She hadn't done anything wrong, so why should she be punished by family law?

Most importantly, she never even entered the Yang family.

She didn't try to get his attention by acting cute or charming anymore.

The people on the field had already turned their attention to the man and woman on the high roof.

"Rong'er, are you alright?" Guo Jing called out from the field.

Yang Guo and Huang Rong climbed to a high place, and the woman, who had suffered internal injuries, was pale and unsteady on her feet. She was being supported by the young man in white.

No one felt there was anything wrong with it; they were just jealous that the young man could be so intimate with this woman.

"Yang Guo, quickly bring your Aunt Guo down here."

The martial arts practitioners instantly realized what was happening.

Guo Jing, the great hero, was renowned, and the only person he could call Rong'er was Huang Rong, the leader of the Beggars' Sect.

Most importantly, this young man is Yang Guo!

Jinlun's eyes narrowed. This young man was... Yang Guo?

This was completely different from his previous state. If the man hadn't called out to him, Jinlun wouldn't have recognized the boy at all.

Jinlun's heart pounded wildly. Why did this cold and aloof demeanor make him feel as if he were looking at another prophet?

"Aunt Guo? Has Master Guo remarried?"

"Yang Guo congratulates Master Guo on your reunion with your spouse and on reaching the pinnacle of your life."

Guo Jing's face turned ashen; what was going on with Yang Guo?

Also, why is he still holding Rong'er?

"Are you Yang Guo? Hand over your martial arts techniques and I'll spare your life."

Suddenly, a martial arts master leaped out from the arena, soaring into the air and heading straight for Yang Guo.

Before the person arrived, the hidden weapon had already been launched.

"Guo'er, be careful." Huang Rong instinctively stood in front of him, after all, she was always the one walking in front.

Even though the large hand around her waist hadn't let go of her at that moment.

Yang Guo raised his right hand into a claw, and the hidden weapon instantly increased in speed and entered his palm.

"I am Yang Guo. Since you want the martial arts technique, then I will give it to you."

Yang Guo flicked his right hand, and as the hidden weapon floated, he flicked his index finger. The hidden weapon flashed and instantly pierced the chest of the rising man. His ascent came to an abrupt halt, and he fell to the ground, motionless.

"Do you really like this martial art? Now that you've experienced it firsthand, you should study it well in your next life."

The boy's emotionless voice rang out.

It should have been a mocking expression, but it sent chills down one's spine.

Even Huang Rong was taken aback, not to mention Cheng Yaojia and Li Mochou in the audience.

However, if anyone saw the three women's state, they would probably be puzzled, with their eyes filled with tenderness and affection.

The people on the field were taken aback.

The young man's every shot and bullet was a fusion of several martial arts styles.

This young man is very competitive.

"Yang Guo, you are guilty of possessing a treasure. If you don't hand over the Nine Yang today, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave the Quanzhen Sect."

Now everyone's attention is focused on Yang Guo.

Nothing is more important than martial arts. With martial arts, you can have any status or beautiful women.

Ignoring the intense gazes of others, Yang Guo calmly addressed Guo Jing:

"Since Master Guo and Huang Rong have already divorced, then there's no need to call him that in a way that could cause misunderstanding."

Yang Guo glanced indifferently at Guo Jing and Jinlun.

"Guo'er, what nonsense are you spouting? This is a matter between your Aunt Guo and me, what are you meddling in? Besides, is this the way you speak to Uncle Guo? I am your father's sworn brother. You are naturally my nephew..."

Huang Rong's face darkened.

Even when they were whispering sweet nothings in bed, neither of them ever referred to the other as "your aunt" or "your aunt."

He was more often referred to as his mother, and was simply called his aunt.

This person is utterly despicable, because it always reminds her of past events.

Yang Guo remained calm: "Since my mother hasn't brought this up, the Yang family naturally doesn't acknowledge this relationship. Otherwise, wouldn't I be able to accept anyone who just comes along claiming to be my father's brother or sister? Wouldn't that be taking advantage of me?"

"Yang Guo, you are being rude! This is the great hero Guo, a man who would never seek fame or fortune. How dare you insult the great hero Guo!"

"Indeed, young man, you don't even acknowledge your uncles and elders. That's utterly unreasonable. It seems you need to be taught a lesson."

As they spoke, the two men drew their swords and pounced on Yang Guo.

Meanwhile, Huo Du and his group, who had been holding back for a long time, were also itching to make their move.

Some of them came specifically for the beautiful women and the mysterious martial arts techniques.

But capturing Yang Guo is the key now.

They didn't believe that this delicate-skinned boy could withstand torture; wouldn't he hand over his martial arts techniques in no time?

Yang Guo glanced sideways and saw a dozen or so people rushing onto the roof from all directions.

"Please give Guo Jing some face and don't harm my nephew."

After that, they simply stood by and watched, showing no intention of offering any help.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Chuji tried to block these people with his sword, but was stopped by Wang Chuyi.

"Senior Brother Qiu, this is Yang Guo's battlefield. Even if we protect him, it will be difficult to silence the criticism of the martial arts world and help him at the crucial moment."