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

"The Golden Wheel Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill has reached the ninth level."

"And this technique is also the supreme protective divine skill of Tantric Buddhism."

"He currently serves Mongolia, which is not difficult to confirm."

"Then tell me, did he act with the tacit approval of the Holy Land?"

"Since even the sacred sites of Tibet are aligned with the Mongols, don't you think it's only a matter of time before Tibet submits to the Mongols?"

Yang Guo and Yang Guo were already holding hands.

The little girl didn't react at all?

Yang Guo boldly tore off her veil.

That neat, short-haired girl came into his view once again.

She was so dashing and beautiful that he couldn't get enough of looking at her.

"How...how do you know all this? Why didn't you tell Miss about it?"

Yang Guo: ?

"What nonsense are you talking about? Don't you know that your young lady is the heartless woman who ate and ran away?"

Yang Guo was amused.

"How dare you!"

Xiao Wu always snapped out of her daze, disgustedly shook off his hand, and slapped him across the face.

Yang Guo dodged to the side.

"Hey, why are you suddenly turning your back on me?"

"Shameless lecher, don't think you can bully innocent women just because you have some skills."

"I will tell my young lady everything I do for you."

She glared fiercely at the underwear on the ground.

That bastard, she must kill him for her mistress's sake.

Xiao Wu turned and disappeared into the darkness.

"Hey, hey!"

Yang Guo used his movement technique to quickly give chase.

The woman moved through the darkness, and Yang Guo, relying on his powerful senses, barely managed to keep up with her.

"Little Wu, why are you always in such a rush?"

"I haven't finished speaking yet!"

The woman remained motionless in the darkness.

Yang Guo wasn't angry. He always felt that this woman was a bit simple-minded. Although she had a bad temper, she didn't seem to dare to defy him.

"Little Wu, since your young lady sent you to serve me, why don't I feel any sincerity from you?"

The woman trembled with anger in the darkness.

Serve my ass.

Keep fantasizing.

If I don't say anything, I'll pretend you didn't give any orders.

"Don't talk nonsense. What? You won't let that woman in bed serve you properly, and instead you're chasing after me?"

Suddenly, a dagger appeared in the woman's hand, and as she tossed it upwards, the blade gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

Yang Guo, however, put away his nonchalant and frivolous attitude: "Xiao Wu, I don't care what her identity is, or what you're going to do."

"But I won't allow her to die."

The man standing on the wall looked down at the shadowy spot and spoke slowly.

He took a step and vanished from her sight in an instant.

The next moment, he appeared beside her.

Zhao Wu instinctively thrust the dagger in his hand.

Yang Guo reached out and grasped her fair wrist, pinning it against the wall.

He stepped forward further.

The two seemed to merge into one, sinking into darkness.

Yang Guo smiled wickedly and whispered in her ear:

"Besides, she belongs to me. There's no use her hiding. Let her think it over carefully and see how she's going to appease her man's anger when I see her."

"besides……"

As Yang Guo smelled the scent of grass on the woman, he released the hand that had been gripping her dagger.

He lifted her chin.

"Protect her well, and protect yourself well too."

"I'll handle my own affairs; it's not her place to protect me."

Yang Guo turned around and quickly returned to the inn.

The woman stood in the darkness for an unknown amount of time before slowly disappearing into the night wind.

They reappeared in the secret room of the grain store.

Under the flickering candlelight.

He picked up a pen and wrote a secret letter on alum paper where the writing could be concealed.

But the brushstroke paused unusually, leaving a drop of ink.

It slowly spreads, then disappears from sight.

Just like her heart at this moment.

I wonder when I'll feel that spark again.

When Yang Guo returned to the inn, the girl had already disappeared.

Yang Guo looked at the empty ground and guessed that the girl must have finished washing up and gone back to her room.

After a night of meditation.

The four of them set off on the main road again.

The girl ignored him and stayed hidden in the carriage.

Chen Qing noticed that her "master" was alone, so she would occasionally come out and sit with him for a while.

"Is your injury better?"

"Master, don't worry. Miss Guo changed my ointment again this morning."

Yang Guo nodded.

Chen Qing glanced at him furtively.

Yang Guo pretended not to see it.

"Master, what sect do we belong to?"

"Taoist sect?"

Yang Guo was speechless. How could this person still want to become his disciple?

"no."

However, this did serve as a reminder to Yang Guo.

This woman is so flexible that she has no ability to protect herself, and she certainly needs some martial arts skills to defend herself.

However, everything he carried had a legitimate reason for its existence.

The only thing that can be passed on, besides the Dragon Elephant, is half of the Nine Yin Manual.

Yang Guo thought about it and did just that.

This is a good opportunity to give this woman something to do, so she won't overthink things.

Just as he opened his mouth, two more heads popped out of the carriage.

The four had no choice but to find a place to rest.

"Ying'er, Fu'er, I obtained this technique by chance, so you two can learn it too."

"If you have any questions in the future, you can ask Senior Huang and Rong'er."

"What the hell?!" the girl roared in fury.

The girl who failed to transform into a woman last night has now found an outlet for her frustration.

Hammer after hammer came crashing down on him.

Yang Guo couldn't help but slap himself.

I spoke too quickly, and it just came out out of habit.

"Huh? Fu'er, you misheard. I said Huang Rong. Did you miss something?"

The girl was far from letting him off easily.

Even Cheng Ying's face showed a hint of anger.

After venting her anger, the girl felt a little better.

The boy's face was covered in red marks.

Yang Guo sighed softly.

The four did not stay long, as Yang Guo planned to rest at the foot of Bashan Mountain today.

Tomorrow, he plans to first go up the mountain to find the valley, and then bring them into the valley.

The three women were too preoccupied to pay him any attention at the moment, as they were all quietly cultivating.

Yang Guo was also happy to be idle.

Slowly drive the carriage.

As the wheel tracks extended, they slowly entered the Bashan area.

Although sparsely populated, the geographical environment is quite good.

Scattered groups of martial arts practitioners also ventured into the mountains.

Perhaps they were exploring a cave, or perhaps they were searching for a divine healer.

"stop!"

A group of martial arts practitioners came rushing from afar, surrounding an old man.

"Quick, quick, stop this man!"

"The divine physician has decreed that this person's life or death is irrelevant. As long as he is brought to Hundred Herbs Valley, the divine physician will save him once, no matter when or where."

The old man at the front was indignant.

This group of people lacks martial ethics.

The more he fought, the more people appeared. At first, he could kill as many as he could, but now he can only run away.

But as they rushed out of the mountains, a horse-drawn carriage came straight at them.

He was overjoyed, for there was a horse!

That was a sure path to success; heaven was on his side.

"Die!"

The old man didn't even glance at the driver; he struck out with his palm, attempting to seize the horse.

Immediately, a kind-hearted martial arts practitioner cried out:

"Be careful, young man."

"This villain possesses formidable inner strength; quickly abandon your horse and flee!"

The old man's face contorted with rage; with a way out before him, how could he let it go?

"Huh? Xuanmingzi?"

The old man was greatly surprised: "Who are you? How do you know me?"

The boy on the carriage slowly stood up, pulled on the reins, and steadied the carriage.

He then struck out with his palm, and a scorching wave of air swept out, instantly engulfing Xuanmingzi.