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

On the way up the mountain.

Yang Guo carried Zhao Zhijing in one hand and Zhen Zhibing in the other.

Like carrying two chickens waiting to be slaughtered, we walked along the path behind the mountain towards the ancient tomb.

Little Dragon Girl supported the barely breathing Li Mochou as they walked ahead.

Lu Wushuang and Hong Lingbo followed closely behind, while Granny Sun stayed at the back to take care of them.

Li Mochou's face was ashen, and her breathing was weak.

The deadly poison from Ouyang Feng's palm strike was like a bone-deep infection, spreading from the five-finger poison mark on his chest and eroding his heart meridian.

If it weren't for her own cultivation of the "Five Poisons Secret Techniques," which gave her a certain resistance to poison techniques.

In addition, Xiaolongnu sealed the acupoints in time to block the attack, and he would probably have died from the poison by now.

Even so, with every step she took, she felt as if her limbs were being pierced by thousands of poisonous needles, and her vision would go black.

"We're almost there," Little Dragon Girl's cool voice rang in her ears.

Li Mochou gritted her teeth, the front of her apricot-yellow Taoist robe was soaked with cold sweat, and she felt a burning pain coming from the poison mark.

Finally, the entrance to the ancient tomb came into view.

Yang Guo stopped and looked around, his gaze landing on an old pine tree.

He threw Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing to the ground, and with two fingers, sealed their major acupoints.

They then tore off the silk ribbons from their waists and tied them back to back to the tree trunk.

Zhao Zhijing's acupoints were sealed, rendering him unable to speak; his eyes were filled with terror and despair.

Zhen Zhibing's face turned ashen. He knew that once the people from the ancient tomb were free to deal with him, his fate would be sealed...

"Let's detoxify them first." Yang Guo finished tying up the two men, then turned to Li Mochou. "These two can't escape."

The group quickly entered the ancient tomb.

The stone gate closed, cutting off the last ray of sunlight.

Inside the stone chamber of the Jade Bed, a dim light shone, and a chilling atmosphere permeated the air like mist.

Li Mochou lay on the cold, icy bed.

The front of his apricot-yellow Taoist robe was soaked with cold sweat and poisonous blood.

A jagged, claw-like Five Poison Palm print bulged menacingly above her right chest.

The dark blue-black poisonous lines spread towards his heart like a spider web.

Every breath was accompanied by excruciating pain, and my vision began to blur.

"The poison has entered the heart meridian."

A rare hint of solemnity crept into Xiaolongnu's cool voice.

She pressed several acupoints on Li Mochou's chest with her fingers, barely managing to stop the poison from rising, but the pulse she felt from her fingertips was already as weak as a candle flickering in the wind.

Yang Guo reached out and placed his hand on Li Mochou's wrist, his brows furrowed.

He had just tried to expel the poison using the internal energy from the healing chapter of the Nine Yin Manual, but it was like throwing a stone into the sea.

Ouyang Feng's poison skills are bizarre and domineering; the poison has already mingled with Li Mochou's essence and blood.

Common methods of expelling toxins are not only ineffective, but may even accelerate the onset of toxicity.

In the "Yin Yang Harmony Chapter", there is a technique called "Spiritual Rhinoceros Crossing Calamity" that can be interpreted.

But that...

But now is not the time to think about those things.

Yang Guo looked up at Xiaolongnu, his voice steady:

"I have cultivated a special martial art that can detoxify Li Mochou, but it requires the two of us to merge, to harmonize yin and yang, and to use my extremely yang body as a furnace to refine the yin poison in her body. This is currently the only way to save her."

The word "fusion" stood out clearly in the quiet stone chamber.

Little Dragon Girl's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she remained silent for a moment.

Although she was naive and inexperienced, she understood the meaning behind those words.

His gaze swept over his senior sister's pale face and bluish-black lips, and finally he nodded slightly: "Saving senior sister is the priority."

Yang Guo turned to Li Mochou, who was half-conscious, leaned close to her ear, and spoke in a voice that resonated with inner strength:

"Li Mochou, listen. Ouyang Feng's poison has penetrated deep into his bones, and ordinary methods are useless. Only when you and I combine our yin and yang can we refine poison to survive."

He paused, his tone solemn as if making a vow: "This method requires you to be completely relaxed and accept my internal energy and essence. If you are unwilling, I will never force you. But if you delay, the poison will surely attack your heart within half an hour."

Li Mochou's unfocused pupils struggled to focus.

She saw Yang Guo's face so close to hers, his eyes, which always held a hint of a smile and a hint of composure, were now clear and earnest, devoid of any lewdness, only filled with the determination to save people.

Many fragmented images flashed through her mind.

Lu Zhanyuan's hypocritical, gentle smile from back then.

These years of wandering and killing in the martial world, the look of hatred and fear in everyone's eyes when they call her "Red Serpent Fairy".

Last night, when the young man painstakingly opened her heart, saying, "The person who is suffering the most is yourself,"...

And there was also his imposing figure, which had just confronted Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, head-on at Chongyang Palace.

Trusting someone is a distant memory for her.

But at this moment...

With her last bit of strength, Li Mochou twitched her fingertips and very slightly hooked Yang Guo's sleeve.

This tiny movement is the answer.

"Miss Long, please protect me." Yang Guo turned around.

Little Dragon Girl nodded, and with a gentle wave of her hand, the fluorescent stones on both sides of the stone chamber suddenly dimmed.

Only a few dim lights remained by the bedside, shrouding the cold jade bed in a hazy glow.

She turned and retreated to the stone door, her back to the bed, her white clothes as white as snow, standing still like a statue.

Yang Guo took a deep breath and composed himself.

The mental cultivation method of "Yin Yang Harmony Chapter" quietly circulated within his body, and a warm and mellow aura spread out, even diluting some of the chilliness of the cold jade bed.

He reached out and gently untied the sash of Li Mochou's Taoist robe.

The apricot-yellow outer robe slipped down, revealing a moon-white inner garment.

The collar of his clothes was soaked with poisonous blood, clinging tightly to his skin.

Yang Guo carefully pulled his inner garment down to his waist, his gaze intently scrutinizing the poisonous mark.

It was pitch black, with the skin around the edges swollen and bluish-purple, and five finger marks deeply embedded in the flesh, as if branded with a hot iron.

In contrast to the poison mark, the rest of her skin appeared even whiter. Her figure, honed by years of martial arts training, was firm and voluptuous, with curves that exuded a mature charm that time and hardship could not erase.

The left side is intact, the peaks rise and fall gently in the dim light with faint breaths, and a raspberry at the top trembles slightly from the cold and pain.

Yang Guo's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he quickly looked away.

This is not the time to be distracted.

He gently helped Li Mochou up, letting her lean against him, placing one hand on her Xinlingtai acupoint on the back of her head and the other on her Dantian Qihai acupoint.

The true energy from the "Yin Yang Harmony Chapter" slowly flowed in, gently protecting her heart and vital organs.

In her dazed state, Li Mochou felt a warm current flowing into her back and lower abdomen, like a spring breeze melting snow, which slightly reduced the bone-chilling coldness that it passed through.

She instinctively moved closer to the heat source, her pale face unconsciously burying itself in Yang Guo's shoulder and neck.

Yang Guo lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Next, we need to completely merge. Relax, trust me."

He carefully laid her flat on the cold jade bed, removed his upper body clothes, revealing his strong but not bloated young body.

The moonlight-like glow of the fluorite illuminated his well-defined shoulders, back, waist, and abdomen, every inch of his muscles containing the inner strength of a master.

Leaning down, Yang Guo completely embraced Li Mochou.

The moment their skin touched, both of them were startled.

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