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

The quaint and antique-style side room.

"My husband..."

Cheng Yaojia embraced Yang Guo without restraint, calling him affectionately.

Yang Guo managed to catch his breath after pushing her weapon away.

All that could be heard was Cheng Yaojia saying something.

"Rong'er and Yue'er are gone?"

Seeing the man deep in thought, Cheng Yaojia took the initiative to move closer.

She was not satisfied until he had everything over her.

Cheng Yaojia raised her alluring eyes and said, "Husband..."

Cheng Yaojia expressed her dissatisfaction.

Fortunately, her feminine temper came on quickly and went away just as fast.

She was relieved to see that the man had no injuries or illnesses.

He had a very fresh fragrance about him, though I don't know where he got it from.

At this moment, she had no mind to argue.

Cheng Yaojia tried her best but could not replicate Li Mochou's ultimate technique.

There was no way to completely cover his massive size, no matter how much she pressed down on the center.

He couldn't help but feel jealous of Li Mochou's extraordinary talent.

No wonder men always end up losing their nerve in front of women.

but.

She looked up and saw Yang Guo's expression of enjoyment.

She also found satisfaction in both her mind and body.

She's willing to do anything as long as the man likes her.

"Kael..."

Yang Guo stroked her head.

The woman naturally knew what he wanted.

She also knew that relying on Fengdao would not be enough to make him retreat.

She had no choice but to take it a step further and slightly part her red lips.

Yang Guo finally got a moment of peace.

He forced himself to remain calm amidst the breathtaking scene.

Cheng Yaojia stared blankly at her husband as he stood up.

Not sure why.

She had just felt that her resilience had reached its limit.

Then, heavenly music filled the room.

Cheng Yaojia finally managed to lift her head from his holding arms.

"My husband, my husband..."

She wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

Yang Guo, however, didn't care about any of that.

He knew the roads like the back of his hand, having walked them countless days and nights.

Of course, they also knew what state the woman was in at that moment.

"Jial, have you been waiting for your husband to do this all along?"

Yang Guo leaned close to her ear.

The force of the attack, like Mount Tai pressing down, left the woman momentarily disoriented, unsure of the shape of the world.

She only had eyes for him.

After the mountain slopes swept past, the woman finally gained the upper hand.

"Hmph, so do you want to be like me?"

Cheng Yaojia braced herself on the couch with both hands and looked down at her husband.

His eyes were half-closed, and his handsome, angular face appeared in her dreams day and night.

He took everything from her and possessed it all.

Even more absurdly, at this moment she willingly let him do as he pleased, revealing everything to him without reservation.

Despite her light movements, she still couldn't stop her voice from rising.

The seductive voice drifted into the man's ears.

Yang Guo opened his eyes and looked.

The woman trembled slightly on her own.

That stunningly beautiful face, as radiant as a rose, finally blossomed.

a long time.

Cheng Yaojia got up and quickly tidied up the mess. She helped her husband dress and stood obediently by his side.

Looking at Cheng Yaojia, who suddenly became shy and obedient, Yang Guo felt a different kind of charm in his heart.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Guo pulled her into his arms.

The woman wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed herself tightly against him.

Even though the passion had subsided, she still wanted to snuggle in his arms.

only……

"My lord, Jia'er wishes to practice at the Quanzhen Sect for a period of time."

Why?

Yang Guo knew that all she wanted in her heart was to follow him forever.

As for martial arts, she gave it up long ago, and now she only focuses on being a good wife and mother.

And perhaps there's also a slight interest in making money?

I never expected that words about cultivation would come out of her mouth.

Yang Guo raised his hand and pinched her fragrant, pretty face.

Cheng Yaojia's lips instantly pursed up from being squeezed.

She was being looked at from all angles by men.

She slapped away the man's misbehaving hand in annoyance.

She huffed and puffed, "What? Can't I cultivate? Do you know how much courage it took for me to make this decision?"

As she spoke, she was about to burst into tears.

Yang Guo dared not tease her anymore.

"Alright, whatever Jia'er does, your husband will support her."

Yang Guo could only comfort her.

Cheng Yaojia remained motionless on Yang Guo's shoulder.

Seeing that the woman was in low spirits, Yang Guo didn't know what to say.

Gently brush her back.

The woman's unique fragrance filled the air between the two of them.

This made Yang Guo's nose itch.

Cheng Yaojia sighed inwardly; she had never liked practicing martial arts.

However, it seems that in order to be able to stay by his side at all times, I still need to cultivate myself.

She didn't want to passively receive news anymore.

Why can they do it, but I can't?

She wants to do the same.

Seeing that the woman didn't say anything, Yang Guo didn't press her for details.

It's good that she stayed on the mountain; he has already disassembled the Nine Yin Manual and passed it on to the Seven Masters of Quanzhen.

This is a good opportunity for her to cultivate herself.

As for passing on the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra to Cheng Yaojia, we'll talk about that after we meet Xiaolongnu.

However, the woman in his arms was unwilling to let go of him.

She was sitting perfectly fine in my lap.

What is the purpose of this?

The woman gestured with her small hand and said, "Husband, I want to..."

Cheng Yaojia looked up.

She found this flavor deeply ingrained in her.

Feeling the man's increasingly rough breathing, she calmed down.

I cupped his face and kissed his lips.

"If I say no, then my husband must not move, okay?"

Her voice was ethereal; it was hard to tell if she was dreaming or in his arms.

Yang Guo, seeing the woman's desire to control everything, simply let her be.

The two went back to bed.

The bed bore an undue weight until late at night.

The woman sighed.

He thought to himself, "What should I do?"

She has used every trick in the book, everything she could.

But the man only surrendered a few times?

She's so bad at it.

Could it be that my charm has suddenly diminished?

She couldn't help but reflect on herself. Had she not been reading enough storybooks lately?

As spring's warmth recedes like the tide, only a shallow, absurd emptiness remains in the room.

She lay on her side in the warm bedding, languidly examining her bare, jade-like arm.

Her fingertips gently caressed the area; the touch was like silk, yet also as moist as fresh lychees.

She truly has skin as white as ice and bones as white as jade.

The dampness from last night's wind and rain still lingered on my skin, giving it a very faint blush.

Yang Guang got up and silently watched the woman who wasn't sleeping, tossing and turning, admiring her own arm.

He pulled her arm under the covers and tucked her in.

"My lord, is Jia'er beautiful?"

These women have been hanging around him lately, making her feel insecure.

"beautiful."

Yang Guo kissed her forehead.

"When I get back, I'll go back with you, okay?"

Cheng Yaojia was overjoyed.

"My dad will definitely like you."

Yang Guo smiled.

He went out under the cover of night.

Walking through the mountains, we headed straight for the thatched hut.

Cheng Yaojia has already informed her that Xiaolongnu is still recuperating on the mountain.

As for the Dragon-Slaying Stone, according to what Cheng Yaojia relayed from Rong'er, it still requires the power of the Quanzhen Sect to repair.

However, he did not discuss these matters with the Quanzhen Sect today.

Let's see Little Dragon Girl first.