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

Unfortunately, Liuli Ying ignored her provocation completely, inwardly scoffing: This woman looks licentious and impure. How could her body be used by the young master? It would surely ruin his cultivation. What if the young master becomes attached to her body? It seems I won't have to do anything. What wife nonsense! You're leaving anyway, can you compare to me?

"Ying'er, come here."

Cheng Yaojia was extremely anxious. This wicked man was hugging and touching her, yet he was calling out to another woman.

I was about to bite him.

Yang Guo wasn't about to let her do anything reckless. With a forceful pull of his left hand, she went limp in his arms.

At this moment, the aloof woman stood before him, her delicate, fair face gazing at the voluptuous woman with a rosy complexion in his arms. For no reason, he felt a surge of anger.

But when she looked at Yang Guo, her eyes softened as if winter snow were melting.

"Young master, do you want me to help you deal with her?"

Cheng Yaojia had no time to pay attention to her at this moment. She nestled in the man's arms, not even wanting to say a word, quietly enjoying his tenderness.

"Shadow".

Liuli Ying knelt down on one knee at Yang Guo's feet almost without hesitation.

Yang Guo slapped her slightly upturned buttocks.

"Young master, is it because Ying'er did something wrong?"

Cheng Yaojia snorted. It's just that this bad man wants to take advantage of you. He has been taking advantage of her like this all along, his hands have never stopped. Otherwise, why doesn't she say anything? Naturally, she is worried that she will not be able to help but scream.

"Ying'er, I know the rules are like this, but Jia'er is my wife, and so are you. No matter what happens in the future, you are never allowed to lay a hand on Jia'er, understand?"

Liuli Ying covered her buttocks, feeling for the first time that men's words could not be trusted. "How am I the same as her? I've never seen you hit her like this. Is it because my buttocks are not round enough?"

Before she could even react, Yang Guo pulled her onto his other lap and made her sit down.

The touch of his skin instantly dispelled her jealousy. She suddenly realized that this man was a truly magical creature. Why was it that her thoughts and body were out of her control the moment he touched her? Was it because of her faith?

She suddenly didn't know what to do.

She heard him whisper in her ear, "Ying'er, will you listen to your master?"

His voice was magical; the divine runes flickered uncontrollably, beyond her control.

Yang Guo looked at her brows and smiled as he gazed at this silent woman from a foreign land.

"Ying'er is so good."

At this moment, Liuli Ying didn't know what was wrong with her body. She only felt that her body was burning up, even though she hadn't been circulating her cultivation technique.

Why is this happening? She wasn't like this when she was picked up just now.

"Young master, how about letting Ying'er come with you?"

At this moment, she naturally wanted to follow Yang Guo. The self-circulating cultivation technique clearly showed that this man was the faith she pursued throughout her life.

Cheng Yaojia remained silent on the other side. Although she disliked the woman, especially seeing the gleam in her husband's eyes when he looked at her hair color, which made her very jealous, she wished she could also have white hair. However, she was leaving tomorrow, and having another woman by his side to take care of him would give her peace of mind.

But this white-haired woman is as docile as a cat in front of this man. I'm afraid she can't help her husband vet his affairs. What if some disreputable woman tries to seduce him?

It seems he needs some discipline.

Unfortunately, Yang Guo did not agree to Liuli Ying's request.

It's not that they don't want to, but that they can't. The Ming Cult members arrived suddenly and had a mission. Yang Guo's appearance was just an accident. Since he can't go with the Ming Cult, then naturally someone has to keep an eye on the Ming Cult.

Seeing that Yang Guo disagreed, Liuli Ying's lips puffed up uncontrollably again.

The atmosphere made Yang Guo very uncomfortable, mainly because these two women with completely different styles made him restless.

Fortunately, Shaolin Temple rescued him, and Wuse came to find him.

Only two women remained in the room, their faces slightly flushed, facing each other.

"Sister, you can't be like this. Men won't like you being so cold," Cheng Yaojia said, looking at the silver-haired woman whose face was as cold as frost.

Liuli Ying looked at Cheng Yaojia, who was dressed in purple, with an expression that was all too familiar to her.

"Do I want you to be like this?"

Cheng Yaojia laughed and said, "This is the first time you've met him, isn't it? What if you do something to displease him, or what if he forgets you after a while?"

This was exactly what Liuli Ying was worried about; Mingzun wouldn't let her follow, and there was nothing she could do.

He looked at Cheng Yaojia with a puzzled expression.

Seeing that the woman had taken the bait, Cheng Yaojia stepped forward to take her hand and then said, "Little sister, are you not used to him touching your body?"

Liuli Ying truly disliked it, and would unconsciously stiffen, unable to control it. Even now, with this woman holding her hand, she couldn't help but want to slap her.

"Little sister, why have you suddenly fallen for him? Men are all the same—they take things for granted once they get them!"

She had completely forgotten the scene where she seduced Yang Guo on their very first meeting.

Liuli Ying said calmly, but her eyes were shining: "He is my faith, and I am also the person closest to him."

Cheng Yaojia looked at the bewitched woman. Is this how all heretics are?

I have a feeling she's dangerous. This isn't love, it's more like a pervert!

Cheng Yaojia couldn't understand this strange emotion.

"Sister, what will you do if he's no longer your faith?"

Liuli Ying almost blurted out that she wanted to kill him, but then she felt a pang of pain in her heart.

He firmly replied, "No, he is my faith, he is my sage."

Cheng Yaojia looked at her as if she were a rare treasure.

He coaxed, "That's right, he is your enlightened one, and all followers who do not acknowledge him are traitors. Shouldn't you, sister, properly deal with those traitors?"

Liuli Ying said thoughtfully, "It's not time yet. We can't reveal Mingzun's whereabouts. Young Master is right. The sect has been without a leader for nearly a hundred years. They may not believe in him as much as before. I really need to go back."

Liuli Ying stopped speaking. She was cultivating and controlling the divine runes, ensuring that they would remain intact whenever she thought of him, at least when he was not in her presence.

Cheng Yaojia was speechless when she saw the woman suddenly go to cultivate.

She is also a clever woman. This woman probably doesn't know the separation between faith and emotion anymore; they are probably mixed together now. Moreover, it is very likely that faith comes first now. That's why her husband is worried that she might attack him when they are alone. But so far, she seems to be very obedient.

Cheng Yaojia wanted to tie Liuli Ying to her husband's carriage. Perhaps after a few days of her husband's "training," she would become completely devoted to him.

Both women were preoccupied with their own thoughts.

Yang Guo entered shortly afterward, his face beaming with joy.

Wuse came here only to thank him for relieving Shaolin's crisis, but Shaolin had no way to repay him except to let him read the scriptures.

Of course, this matter of heresy would also spread to the martial arts world, and Yang Guo would inevitably be mentioned, and his opinion would be sought.

Yang Guo didn't think there was anything to hide. The main thing was that he hadn't done anything; he had only stood there for two and a half minutes.

However, after another half month, he no longer thought so.

Yang Guo pushed open the door and entered, only to see two silent women who were actually cultivating!

Even Cheng Yaojia, who had never known what cultivation was, was closing her eyes to meditate.

Yang Guo was deeply gratified!

Then, Cheng Yaojia opened her eyes and rushed into his arms. She never hid her infatuation and possessiveness towards him.