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

Yang Guo quickly applied the ointment to it.

It was hard to tell if it was the scent of grass or body odor, but it kept getting into Yang Guo's nostrils.

This led Yang Guo to use the Turtle Breathing Technique from the Nine Yin Manual.

He was in pain, but the woman was in even more pain.

I always apply it to the wrong places.

It made the wound on her neck itchy.

"Don't move. Cheng Ying said your neck wound is shallow and shouldn't leave a scar."

"However, the scars on her face will never fully heal."

Chen Qing responded absentmindedly in a low voice.

Feeling the itching on her neck, she had no choice but to say:

"Master, be gentle."

Yang Guo froze.

However, it became much gentler afterwards.

"So what are your plans for the future?"

Yang Guo asked.

After re-bandaging her neck with gauze, I began to treat the injuries on her face.

The wounds on his face weren't treated with herbs, but they still had a pleasant fragrance, the same fragrance as when he lifted the gauze off his neck.

It seems the wound has been cleaned and disinfected.

However, the hideous red mark on this otherwise flawless white jade made Yang Guo feel both heartache and alarm.

This woman is surprisingly fierce.

"From now on, Qing'er will serve Master," Chen Qing said, lowering her eyes.

She tilted her head to the left so that Yang Guo could apply the medicine.

Yang Guo kept working.

He kept talking.

He subconsciously blew a breath onto her wound.

"Does it still hurt?"

Yang Guo quickly realized what was happening.

Damn, I forgot, what are you bragging about?

"No...it doesn't hurt anymore," Chen Qing whispered.

At that moment, she felt dizzy.

She dared not think about anything, because her mind was a complete mess.

Yang Guo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the woman was calm.

Then I focused on applying the medicine to her.

"Master, don't use the divination sticks, use your hands."

"Otherwise, cotton fibers or wood shavings will infect the wound. Also, Master, remember to wash your hands first... and disinfect them."

Yang Guo watched as Chen Qing lowered her head further and further.

Rub your hands together quickly.

Then, he brushed the ointment with his right finger and applied it to her right cheek.

A cool sensation washed over my cheeks.

Chen Qing couldn't help but groan.

"Cough cough."

Yang Guo quickly reminded him that he was still there.

Fortunately, the woman clenched her gums tightly, preventing even a breeze from getting through.

"Master, am I ugly?" Chen Qing then asked anxiously.

Yang Guo smiled.

He thought she wouldn't ask that question.

"It looks terrible." Yang Guo nodded.

Chen Qing: ?

Shouldn't you be comforting me right now?

And then should I agree in a coquettish way?

Isn't that how it is in storybooks?

Did I ask the wrong question just now?

Come again.

"Master, am I beautiful?"

"beautiful."

Chen Qing smiled, that's more like it.

"It's just that it's not so beautiful now."

After Yang Guo spread the ointment evenly, he said.

There's no way around it, she's a spitting image of Scarface.

Even natural beauty can't protect you from man-made disasters.

The wound is still bright red; perhaps it will look better once it heals.

Yang Guo thought to himself.

Chen Qing: Go to hell, all of you go to hell! All men deserve to die, including Master.

Yang Guo noticed that the woman's cheeks were fine before, so why were they puffed up?

He casually poked her cheek:

"Don't rub it, the wound will open."

"Pop".

Just then, Guo Fu turned the corner and walked to the door, where she saw them behaving intimately.

Then a popping sound rang out.

"Yang Guo! Are you looking for death? You won't even spare your own disciple."

"That kiss was so loud? It smelled so good, didn't it?!"

Guo Fu drew her sword and went to kill the adulterous couple.

Yang Guo was about to turn to the side when Chen Qing was sitting right behind him.

"drink."

Yang Guo clasped his hands together.

Disarm the attacker with bare hands.

He gripped the sword with both hands, twisted it, and pulled it.

Guo Fu then tilted over.

Yang Guo quickly pressed down on her restless little hand.

"What? What's going on? I'm applying medicine to her!"

Guo Fu struggled.

If the sword won't work, then use your palm.

Unfortunately, her internal strength was like a tickle.

"Miss Guo, you've misunderstood. My master is indeed applying medicine to me; it's Sister Cheng's medicine."

Chen Qing was already standing to the side, unsure whether to pull Guo Fu or not.

He quickly explained that it was a misunderstanding.

"What just now?"

Yang Guo flicked her forehead.

"Don't tarnish someone's reputation. Don't jump to conclusions based on hearsay!"

How is this personality like Huang Rong's?

After all, his virtuous wife Huang Rong was always calm and composed, never jealous or angry with him.

If she gets a little temperamental, a little pat and kiss will make her fine.

The kind that's easy to coax.

……

"Your Highness, do you intend to convene the greatest martial arts tournament in the world?"

"Still in the name of the imperial court?"

There were many people standing in the lobby.

Shaolin's Wuse and Wuxiang, Beggar Clan's Huang Rong, Lu Family Manor's Guo Jing, Quanzhen Sect's Qiu Chuji, etc.

"Not bad." The eldest princess sat on her high seat, calmly sipping her tea.

Huang Rong asked疑惑地问道, "Does the Eldest Princess intend to consolidate the power of the martial arts world?"

The eldest princess pondered for a moment and said, "Yes and no. It doesn't matter who holds this power; the key is to gather it together."

"Gentlemen, the agreement between our dynasty and the Mongols is now merely a formality. After the destruction of the Jin dynasty, no one can predict how the world will unfold. At the very least, the sooner we accumulate strength, the better."

"The imperial court is now beset by wolves in front and tigers behind, its power is almost gone. If it were to use the imperial court's authority to rally the martial arts world, I'm afraid there would be very few who would be willing to do so."

This is also one of the reasons why the imperial court agreed to the plan of "driving away the tiger to devour the wolf".

The current imperial court desperately needs a major victory to prove itself.

Now that the Jin state is facing a life-or-death situation, it is also the time to establish its prestige.

This is a perfect opportunity to unite the martial arts world of the Central Plains.

Those who arrive today are all well-known figures in the Central Plains.

If it weren't for the Five Divine Dragons appearing and disappearing without a trace.

Why would the eldest princess need these people to rally her?

However, the title of "Number One in the World" should attract even more people to attend.

"We will naturally obey the Princess's orders, but what about the procedures and venue for this conference?"

"True Immortal Temple (Taoist Temple)"

Zhenxian Temple also has a Taoist temple in the capital.

However, the capital city is clearly not suitable for hosting a martial arts tournament.

But there is another sacred mountain north of the capital, called Zhenxian Temple.

It's just right.

Everyone looked at each other.

But they came voluntarily or were invited voluntarily.

Now there is no room for rebuttal.

But why here?

Huang Rong quickly returned to her room, avoiding Guo Jing and the others' attempts to talk to her.

That night.

Huang Rong and Li Mochou returned to the small courtyard.

Upon seeing the elegant woman who had changed back into plain clothes, she lay languidly on her side on the couch beside the bed.

Upon seeing the two women arrive, she had no choice but to get up and greet them.

Huang Rong once again observed the person in power up close.

"Your Highness, you didn't invite us here just for this, did you?"

The eldest princess smiled and said, "Chief Huang is indeed exceptionally intelligent."

"Whether it's a martial arts tournament or not is not important to me; what matters is where it is."

The eldest princess instinctively reached out her hand, but she held back.

Huang Rong, however, showed a strange expression.

"Princess, are you feeling unwell? Have you seen the imperial physician?"

The eldest princess waved her hand and said it was nothing.

Huang Rong said calmly, "Then Princess, you must take care of your health. Overthinking can have a great impact on your health."

Huang Rong is the most qualified to speak on this.

Because she gave up a lot of things after becoming pregnant.

The eldest princess smiled and took a sip of tea, saying, "Thank you for your concern."

Li Mochou couldn't stand the atmosphere.

So he asked, "Your Highness, if I may be so bold as to ask, are you married?"

Li Mochou noticed that she was indeed quite young, and that if she were to marry, her status would surely make it public. However, Li Mochou, who had been wandering the martial arts world for over ten years, had never heard of such a thing.

"Why is Master Li curious about this?"

The eldest princess looked puzzled, but continued:

"I am already married and pregnant."

Huang Rong stood up abruptly, her eyes filled with a terrifying light.

Li Mochou: ?