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

Yang came to the river to wash himself, and he still felt like he was dreaming.

It wasn't until now that I came to my senses that my virginity in two lifetimes had been given up like this.

It must be said that this woman doesn't seem to have experienced much of the world.

He simply wiped himself with river water, never expecting that the night would pass by like this.

Yang Guo dampened his clothes, preparing to go back and let her wash up, and then headed towards the cave.

When Yang Guo left the cave, the beauty was about to get up, but although she had finished clearing the poison, she was still in pain.

She abandoned her family to chase after a strange man, but unexpectedly, she was poisoned by this despicable poison. She held her breath and focused her mind to find this cave, intending to just endure it.

However, she had never engaged in sexual relations and lived a secluded life as a lady, never expecting that the poison would be so unbearable.

Until Yang Guo appeared.

My God, she actually had this kind of relationship with a boy so much younger than her. How is she going to face her family in the future?

What's even more infuriating is that by midnight, the poison had already been cleared. Yet she was so shameless.

Thinking of this, tears fell.

Since the young man has not returned for a long time, I might as well go find him and settle things once and for all.

She endured the discomfort and slowly got up, supporting herself against the cave wall.

"Why are you up?" A gentle and cheerful voice sounded, making her feel a little dazed.

Seeing Yang Guo carrying wet clothes into the cave, she instinctively stepped back, which aggravated her wound. She slipped on a rock and fell backward.

Her beauty faded for a moment, making her look pitiful. Her flushed face and red lips, devoid of rouge, only enhanced her allure.

A look of amazement flashed in Yang Guo's eyes; this woman was too beautiful.

Now that he has been reborn and come to this world of martial arts, he should not be bound by any restrictions and should live a carefree life like an immortal.

This woman is his first woman, and he must have her no matter what.

Thinking quickly, he reached out and grabbed her soft hand, pulling her into his arms. A look of tenderness flashed in Yang Guo's eyes.

Although Yang Guo was thin, he was quite tall. The woman was about 1.7 meters tall, with a slender figure, and looked like she was a martial arts expert, but Yang Guo was half a head taller than her.

With a pull, the woman stumbled and bumped into his arms.

The woman, whose internal energy was already unstable, stumbled backward. Seeing the pity in the young man's eyes, she couldn't help but feel shy.

Pulled away by Yang Guo, she lost her composure and stumbled forward, her hands bracing against his chest. Her chest heaved, and the pain aggravated her wound, causing her to gasp for breath.

Yang Guo suppressed his lust. He didn't know what the woman was thinking, and besides, she was poisoned and injured. If he continued like this, wouldn't he be a beast?

Yang Guo said gently, "Why are you up? Why aren't you resting? Are you worried I'll leave? Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere."

The woman was furious: "I don't care who you are. It's better that you're not coming back. Then we can settle things once and for all. You took liberties with me, and I..." She was in Yang Guo's arms and smelled his scent again. For a moment, she didn't know what she was thinking.

I want him to appear, but I'm also afraid of him appearing.

"Fairy sister, it's my fault. Yesterday I saw you suffering from lust poison, and I couldn't control myself. It's my fault, but I will definitely take responsibility."

Yang Guo raised his hand to tidy her messy hair and clothes, telling her not to move while he cleaned them for her.

Her anger subsided considerably after hearing Yang Guo's words. The events of last night were still vivid in her mind; she had taken the initiative to ask him to help her detoxify.

Hearing him take everything upon himself fills me with sweetness, but then I think of my own status—how can I bear this?

Yang Guo's actions gave her goosebumps, but she was also immersed in them. She had only been with her husband once before she got pregnant, and they had never been intimate since.

These days, the young man seems to value himself more.

Yang Guo, seeing that she neither spoke nor dodged, assumed that she had already accepted it.

He helped her sit on the stone bench, gave her the wet clothes, and she wiped her face and arms herself.

The night passed, and the woman's breath was still fragrant and odorless.

Her faint scent filled the cave, tickling Yang Guo's heart.

The woman panicked for a moment, and water dripped onto her thigh from her wet clothes. She instinctively tried to kick Yang Guo, but she only lifted her arm halfway before her brows furrowed.

"What's wrong? Didn't I tell you not to move around?" Yang Guo was a bit chauvinistic, but he was also worried about the woman's health, so his tone was a little harsh.

The woman was quick-witted and perceptive; she understood immediately and felt wronged.

In the end, the woman was the one who suffered, especially since she was bullied all night.

The young man was even rude to her, and she couldn't bring herself to kill him, so she couldn't help but shed tears.

Yang Guo panicked when he saw her crying: "Is your wound hurting again? It's my fault."

"Don't cry, okay? I'll do anything you ask. Don't cry." Yang Guo subconsciously reached out to wipe away her tears.

The woman slapped his hand away, her voice tinged with anger: "Don't try to sweet-talk me. Do you think I'm some naive young woman who can be bullied by you?"

Yang Guo said seriously, "I'm serious. Just say the word."

The woman felt a sweet warmth in her heart and decided to test him: "Now that we've done this, although there were reasons for it, it's still against human nature. How can I have the face to live in this world?"

"With me here, I won't let you suffer the slightest grievance."

The woman suppressed her joy: "If you're willing to do something for me, could you?"

Yang Guo agreed without hesitation.

"Even if it means your death."

Yang Guo knew that things had to be faced eventually, so he said, "Just say the word." He helped her up, pulled her into his arms, and continued, "Take whatever you want. Just think of this as a dream. When you wake up, you'll still be pure and innocent."

The woman was deeply moved; these words softened her heart.

Let's just consider it a dream. After we wake up, I'm afraid we'll never see each other again in this life.

Let her indulge in this one time, for her own sake.

She looked up and carefully examined the young man. His brows were relaxed and his expression was lively. He had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. Although he was dressed plainly, he was indeed a handsome young man. However, his eyebrows and eyes gave her a sense of familiarity.

However, she was already attracted to good looks, and now she was moved by his words, so she couldn't help but stare at him in a daze.

Yang Guo saw that she was being held by him and did not resist, but just stared at him intently.

Seeing the sparkle in her eyes, with tears still clinging to her long eyelashes, he felt a surge of emotion and couldn't help but kiss her starry eyes.

The woman instinctively closed her eyes, now waiting for her young lover's tenderness.