The Return of the Condor Heroes: Starting with a Suicide Note and Conquering All Realms

Lujiazhuang Training Ground.

The bloodstains on the ground were still wet when the Golden Wheel Monk was dragged away by the iron chains.

The heroes had just recovered from the news of the Mongol ambush when Lin Yuan's words, "Peach Blossom Island still owes me a debt," plunged them back into a deathly silence.

Guo Jing stood still.

He looked at Huang Rong.

For the first time, there was no immediate trust in his eyes.

Huang Rong gripped the dog-beating stick, her fingertips sinking into the cracks of the bamboo joints.

She can deceive the whole world.

But she couldn't fool Guo Jing.

That bowl of soup definitely exists.

The severing of tendons and meridians was indeed arranged by her own hand.

At that time, she only felt that Lin Yuan was too dangerous.

A sickly young boy is connected to Ouyang Feng, the Duan family of Dali, Yang Guo, and a series of inexplicable coincidences.

She didn't dare to gamble.

So she took action.

Guo Jing's voice was low and deep: "Rong'er, back then... did you really poison him?"

Huang Rong looked up.

She saw the disappointment in Guo Jing's eyes.

Those eyes burned even hotter than Lin Yuan's kingly flames.

"Brother Jing, I was afraid he would harm Guo'er, Fu'er, and Peach Blossom Island back then."

Huang Rong spoke quickly, "His origins are unknown, and he's learned Ouyang Feng's Toad Stance. Have you forgotten Yang Kang? I can't let the same thing happen again."

Guo Jing's Adam's apple bobbed.

He didn't speak.

Yang Guo took a step forward.

The longsword was drawn.

The tip of the sword was pointed at Huang Rong.

"Brother Lin protected my life, yet you want to cripple his bones."

Yang Guo's voice was hoarse, "Uncle Guo, is this what you call chivalry?"

Guo Jing's face turned deathly pale.

This question was even more ruthless than the palm strike Lin Yuan had just received from him.

Six years ago, he brought Yang Guo and Lin Yuan to Peach Blossom Island.

He thought he was protecting the son of an old friend.

As a result, one was nearly drowned by his daughter, and the other was poisoned by his wife, ruining his physical health.

He called himself a chivalrous person.

But he failed to protect either of these matters.

None of the martial arts practitioners on the training ground spoke.

This melon is too big.

One bite and you could choke to death.

Huang Rong took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed her emotions.

"Yang Guo, Lin Yuan, there are still three thousand Mongol soldiers lying in ambush in the Black Pine Forest."

She turned to the assembled heroes, "With a formidable enemy at hand, if we were to fight amongst ourselves now, it would play right into the hands of the Mongols. I will settle the old scores later, but for now, we must deal with the ambush."

Lu Youjiao nodded: "What the leader said makes sense, the Mongols—"

"Shut up."

Lin Yuan glanced at Lu Youjiao.

Lu Youjiao's last sentence got stuck in his throat.

Lin Yuan walked up to Huang Rong.

The two were no more than three steps apart.

"Your so-called 'big picture' is nothing more than making others swallow your dirty laundry."

Huang Rong's face turned pale.

Lin Yuan continued, "We must kill the Mongol ambush troops, and we must also settle old scores with Huang Rong. Who told you that you can only choose one of the two things?"

Huang Rong remained silent.

She found that all her words were ineffective in front of Lin Yuan.

This person doesn't fall for moral blackmail.

They don't let the big picture pressure them into doing things their way.

He only acknowledges the debt.

Whatever you owe, you will pay back.

Just then, hurried footsteps came from the direction of the backyard.

"Lin Yuan!"

A shrill female voice ripped through the training ground.

Guo Fu rushed out.

Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were red-rimmed, and she was clutching a riding whip in her hand.

Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen followed behind, their faces filled with panic, but they didn't dare to stop them.

Huang Rong turned her head sharply: "Fu'er, go back!"

Guo Fu wouldn't listen at all.

She rushed down the steps, pointing at Lin Yuan and angrily shouting, "You lowly beggar who ate food from my Guo family and lived in my Peach Blossom Island house, and now you dare to bite the hand that feeds you?"

The entire room fell silent.

Guo Jing's expression changed instantly.

Huang Rong's pupils contracted.

Yang Guo suddenly raised the sword in his hand.

Guo Fu acted as if she hadn't seen it.

The resentment she had bottled up for six years exploded at this moment.

On Peach Blossom Island, her father beat her because of Yang Guo.

At today's gathering of heroes, Yang Guo stole the show, while Lin Yuan publicly embarrassed his mother.

On what grounds?

Why is it that these wild creatures always make her suffer?

Guo Fu gritted her teeth, raising her voice even higher.

"You were lucky your mother didn't poison you back then!"

These words were spoken.

The wind stopped.

Even the Golden Wheel Monk, who was being dragged towards the dungeon, couldn't help but look back.

The Mongolian national teacher suddenly realized that the people of the Central Plains were quite brave.

Really.

There are some things he doesn't dare to say.

Lin Yuan slowly turned his head.

He looked at Guo Fu.

There was no laughter.

There was no anger.

Just watching.

Guo Fu felt a chill run down her spine from those eyes.

But she was already in a difficult situation.

"What are you looking at?"

Guo Fu shrieked, "And you, Yang Guo! You're Yang Kang's bastard! You and your master did such shameless things, and you still have the nerve to stand at the Heroes' Gathering?"

A murderous intent flashed in Yang Guo's eyes.

He swayed, and the sword light flashed.

Lin Yuan raised his hand.

Press down on the spine of the sword with two fingers.

The sword's edge stopped in mid-air.

"Guo'er, step back."

Lin Yuan's voice was calm, "You shouldn't have to take the blame for this today."

Yang Guo's chest heaved.

He stared at Guo Fu.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and took a step back.

Little Dragon Girl walked to his side and reached out to grasp his wrist.

Yang Guo's murderous intent was thus suppressed by an inch.

Lin Yuan took a step forward.

The dark gold vertical pupils lit up.

There was no excessive drinking.

He did not raise his hand.

It's just one step.

"Click."

The bluestone beneath our feet cracked.

The second step.

The cracks spread in all directions.

third step.

The entire training ground seemed to be held down by an invisible hand.

Hundreds of martial arts practitioners' knees buckled, and they all knelt down.

The sounds of swords and blades hitting the ground were continuous.

Some people are trying to put on a brave face.

The next moment, a dull thud came from his shoulder, and he fell face-first into the rubble.

Lu Guanying knelt down.

Lu Youjiao knelt down.

Da Wu and Xiao Wu knelt down.

Even Darba, who was being dragged away, was slammed to the ground.

Guo Fu could no longer stand.

Her legs were trembling, her face was deathly pale, and her knees were slowly bending.

But she remained stubborn.

"You dare touch me?"

Guo Fu screamed, "My father is Guo Jing! My mother is Huang Rong! All the heroes of the world are here, you dare to kill one of them!"

Lin Yuan stopped.

He raised his right hand.

A wisp of dark golden flame emerged from his fingertips.

The fire wasn't big.

Only the size of a pea.

But the moment the flames appeared, the surrounding air began to distort.

The martial arts expert kneeling on the ground felt his scalp tingle.

They had just witnessed the Golden Wheel Dharma King screaming in agony as he was burned by the fire.

This thing has no sense of martial ethics.

They didn't even mention the time of their last words.

Huang Rong finally panicked.

She rushed towards Guo Fu, but was stopped by the oppressive aura.

"Lin Yuan!"

Guo Jing suddenly stepped in front of Guo Fu, his voice trembling.

"Fu'er was young and ignorant, and spoke without thinking. I apologize on her behalf!"

Lin Yuan looked at Guo Jing.

"Seventeen or eighteen years old, still young and ignorant?"

Guo Jing's lips trembled.

Lin Yuan raised his hand and pointed at Guo Fu.

"She was young and ignorant when she caused Yang Guo to be drowned."

"She was young and ignorant when she insulted other people's parents."

"She provoked me in public today; she's young and ignorant."

Lin Yuan took a step forward.

Guo Jing's protective aura was forced inward.

"Guo Jing, your so-called chivalry is simply paying for your daughter's mistakes with the lives of everyone in the world?"

Guo Jing's palms went numb.

He couldn't answer that question.

Huang Rong, clutching her stomach, said coldly, "Lin Yuan, if you really go on a killing spree here, how are you any different from the Mongols?"

Lin Yuan looked at her.

"The Mongols massacred entire cities for profit."

"I killed someone to collect a debt."

He flicked his finger.

Dark gold flames landed at the edge of the training ground.

"boom!"

The fire line traveled rapidly along the cracks in the bluestone.

In the blink of an eye, a ring of dark gold fire rose up, surrounding the entire Lu Family Manor training ground.

A wave of heat hit us.

The wooden table is on fire.

The wine jar exploded.

The heroes knelt inside the circle of fire, their faces deathly pale.

Some people tried to rush out, but as soon as they got close to the wall of fire, their sideburns were singed, and they retreated with screams.

Lin Yuan stood in the center of the firelight, his gray robe fluttering in the wind.

"If Guo Fu does not kneel down today, I will cut off my own arm."

He looked at Guo Jing, then at Huang Rong.

"I started with her and slaughtered the entire Lu family manor until it was a river of blood."

Guo Fu was so frightened that she stepped back and bumped into Huang Rong's arms.

"mother……"

This time, her voice finally changed.

Huang Rong hugged her daughter and looked up at Guo Jing.

Guo Jing stood in front of the wall of fire.

For the first time, his back looked heavy.

On one side is my daughter.

On one side are the people who have been harmed and humiliated by their daughter.

On one hand, there are the old grievances of his wife.

On one hand, there was the chivalry he had upheld for half his life.

Yang Guo watched this scene and suddenly laughed.

There was no joy in that smile.

It's just cold.

"Uncle Guo, now it's your turn to follow the rules."

Guo Jing closed his eyes.

Flames soared into the sky over the drill ground.

The ambush in the black pine forest has not yet arrived.

The first drop of blood from Lu Family Village was already hanging over Guo Fu's right arm.