Yang Guo: I'm invincible in the opening battle against Aunt Guo!

Lu Wushuang couldn't help but let out a soft hum.

It wasn't pain, but a strange sensation of soreness mixed with tingling, rushing up her ankle and making her tremble slightly, her face turning even redder.

At the same time, he looked closely at Yang Guo's handsome profile.

This caused her heart to pound wildly, and her shapely buttocks, which were sitting on the rock, couldn't help but tremble a few times.

She bit her lip tightly and squeezed her legs together.

This scene naturally caught Yang Guo's attention.

However, he assumed that the girl was just nervous.

"Don't be nervous," Yang Guo said gently, his fingers steadily probing. "There is a slight misalignment in the bones, and the meridians are also blocked due to years of improper stress. However, the problem is not too serious."

He looked up and smiled at Lu Wushuang.

"Once I learn a martial art, I'm very confident I can restore your foot to its original state, and even turn this misfortune into a blessing, making your bones and muscles stronger than before."

His words carried a strong sense of confidence, and were not empty promises.

The Nine Yin Manual is located in the ancient tomb.

Once he learns the skill, his leg injury will be easily healed.

Lu Wushuang disregarded any other unusual emotions.

His eyes suddenly shone with an unprecedented brilliance.

"Really...really? Brother Yang?" Her voice trembled with excitement.

"I never speak recklessly." Yang Guo nodded firmly, gently putting her shoes and socks back on for her, his movements natural and considerate.

Hong Lingbo, who was standing to the side, was initially on high alert.

Then look at the junior sister's heartfelt joy and dependence, and Yang Guo's frank and upright attitude.

Her guard had gradually faded.

She couldn't help but secretly observe Yang Guo, noticing his composed demeanor, extraordinary bearing, and gentle and patient treatment of his junior sister.

Unlike the rude and hypocritical men in the martial arts world, his cheeks couldn't help but feel a little hot.

Just then, the battle situation suddenly changed!

Just as the atmosphere was subtly easing, the fierce battle on the field suddenly took a dramatic turn!

Li Mochou was unable to break through after a long siege.

Seeing that Xiaolongnu's movements were exquisite and that she always managed to evade his deadly attacks at the last possible moment, his anxiety and hatred intensified.

A fierce glint flashed in her eyes, and she feinted with her whisk, forcing Xiaolongnu to turn to the side.

Several "Ice Soul Silver Needles" that had been hidden in his sleeve with his left hand shot out silently!

This move was extremely insidious. The silver needles were as thin as cow hair and coated with a deadly poison. Using the force of the whisk as cover, they were aimed directly at several major acupoints on Xiaolongnu's waist and abdomen.

The angle was tricky, the timing was ruthless, and it was clearly intended to cripple Xiaolongnu's movement technique in one fell swoop!

Xiaolongnu focused all her attention on dealing with the whisk. By the time she noticed the almost inaudible sound of it cutting through the air, the emerald green needle was already right in front of her!

A hint of surprise finally crossed her usually cool and aloof face.

In the nick of time, she twisted her slender waist sharply, displaying the Ancient Tomb Sect's highly sophisticated technique of deflecting force.

His entire upper body leaned backward as if it had been broken, while his feet quickly pushed off the ground, attempting to drift backward.

With a few hissing sounds, most of the silver needles grazed past her white clothes and embedded themselves in the tree trunk behind her, instantly turning black.

However, due to her advanced age, she was unable to completely dodge the last needle, which was about to hit her left knee!

Even with Xiaolongnu's aloof nature, she couldn't help but feel a tightness in her heart at this moment.

If a highly poisonous acupuncture needle is inserted into the side of the knee, that leg will likely...

In the blink of an eye—

A green shadow seemed to appear out of thin air, moving faster than anyone present could perceive!

Amidst Lu Wushuang and Hong Lingbo's exclamations, just as the Ice Soul Silver Needle was about to reach their bodies...

Yang Guo's figure appeared beside Xiaolongnu as if by teleportation.

He casually flicked his right sleeve, and a gentle breeze swept by.

The emerald green poison needle seemed to have struck an invisible wall, making a soft "ding" sound before being sent flying sideways and disappearing into the grass.

However, in order to dodge at the last second, Xiaolongnu's body was in a very unnatural and unbalanced state.

Although Yang Guo's force in deflecting the poison needles was gentle, it still caused subtle disturbances in the airflow.

For Xiaolongnu, who had already lost her balance, this became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

She was already leaning backward, and it was already difficult for her to fall with only one foot on the back.

At that moment, the supporting toes slipped due to the airflow.

He immediately lost his balance, cried out in alarm, and fell backward!

With her light-footed skills, she could have adjusted her position in mid-air.

However, his full strength had been used up in the dodge, and he had no new strength to generate, so he could only let himself fall backward.

The ethereal white robes were about to be stained with dust...

A warm and strong arm caught her slender waist just in time.

The moment Yang Guo deflected the poisoned needles, he had already anticipated that she might lose her balance.

His left hand shot out like lightning, catching her as she leaned back and pulling her into his arms.

In an instant, he was embraced by a soft, fragrant body.

A cool, delicate fragrance, mixed with the soft touch of a woman's skin, wafted through the thin white dress.

Little Dragon Girl's body was extremely light, and her waist was incredibly slender, as if it would break if you exerted too much force.

She had clearly never had such intimate contact with a man before; her body stiffened instantly, and she instinctively tried to struggle.

But the unexpected happened at that moment.

When Yang Guo embraced her, he was leaning slightly forward.

Suddenly pulled into an embrace, Xiaolongnu looked up instinctively in a panic, trying to see what was going on. Her cherry lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

Yang Guo happened to be looking down, checking if she was injured, and was about to ask, "Miss Long, are you alright..."

The two people's movements, in the slightest of moments, created a perfect "accident".

Her lips were soft and slightly cool, carrying a faint, refreshing scent like that of a snow lotus.

His lips were warm and carried a masculine temperature.

Wipe it gently.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Xiaolongnu's clear, deep eyes widened to their maximum size in an instant.

It was filled with disbelief, and a hint of quickly rising shame and annoyance.

Her entire body was as stiff as a piece of cold jade, and she even forgot to struggle.

The warm touch that brushed against my lips felt like a branding iron burning into my heart.

It brought a tremor that made her feel uneasy and panicked.

Yang Guo was also slightly taken aback.

The soft, cool touch that brushed against my lips was fleeting, yet left a clear imprint.

He also did not expect such a coincidental accident.

The woman in his arms stared wide-eyed in astonishment, her eyes almost touching his.

He could even see the subtle tremor in her long eyelashes and the fleeting panic deep within her cold pupils.

This unexpected contact lasted only a moment.

The next moment, Yang Guo gently straightened her body.

He loosened his grip on her slender waist with his left hand and took a small step back.

"Miss Long, please forgive me. I was in a hurry and offended you greatly."

Yang Guo's voice was steady and apologetic, but his eyes were clear and open, showing no sign of intimacy.

Xiaolongnu steadied herself, her white robes slightly disheveled, and her breathing became rapid for a moment.

She quickly lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes concealing all the emotions in them.

Only the slightly reddened roots of her ears gave away a clue.

She did not immediately respond to Yang Guo's apology, but subconsciously raised her hand and touched her lips very lightly with her fingertips.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Only then did Li Mochou's furious roar, born from the missed attack, erupt: "Yang Guo—! How dare you!"

She saw it clearly!

His deadly poison needle sneak attack, which he was determined to succeed, was easily thwarted by this kid!

Not only that, he also... he even put his arm around his junior sister's waist!

Even... Li Mochou, with her sharp eyes, didn't quite catch the momentary contact of their lips.

But the close proximity between the two and her junior sister's unusual reaction ignited a burning jealousy in her heart!

Lu Wushuang and Hong Lingbo were completely stunned.

Lu Wushuang covered her mouth with her small hands, her eyes wide open. For some reason, she felt a little sour in her heart, but also relieved that Miss Long had been rescued.

Hong Lingbo was astonished, feeling that today's events were becoming increasingly complicated and unpredictable.

Yang Guo turned around and faced Li Mochou, who was trembling with anger.

The gentle smile on his face faded slightly, and his gaze became calm.

"Master Li, I have said that I have no intention of getting involved in your sect's feud. But your use of the Ice Soul Silver Needle just now seems to have gone beyond the scope of 'sparring among fellow disciples.' If Miss Long is hit by this needle, you know better than anyone the consequences."

He paused, his voice turning cold: "Since I am here, I cannot simply stand by and watch someone harm me in such a way in front of me. If you wish to continue, I have no choice but to ask you to stop."

These words are reasonable and well-founded, and also contain a hidden warning.

It clearly shows that I will intervene if I can't stand it.

Li Mochou's chest heaved violently, and her face turned ashen.

She stared intently at Yang Guo, then glared hatefully at Xiaolongnu, who had regained her cool and aloof demeanor.

Yang Guo's strength is unfathomable. The way he rescued her just now was so fast that she didn't even see it clearly. If they really started fighting...

She wasn't entirely confident either.

With this young man surnamed Yang interfering today, it will probably be difficult for him to forcibly seize the "Jade Maiden Heart Sutra" again.