Huang Rong from The Return of the Condor Heroes: Brother Jing, let's get a divorce.

Night falls in the woods, and the moon rises above the willow branches.

Yin Zhiping moved with incredible speed, his Taoist robe fluttering in the night wind. He pressed one hand tightly against his chest, where the jade bottle, which held the key to Xiaolongnü's life and his lifelong wish, was hidden.

He would occasionally glance back at Yang Guo following behind him, his eyes showing both wariness and barely concealed eagerness.

"Faster! Faster!" Yin Zhiping urged.

Yang Guo followed behind, his steps not slow, but his heart was in turmoil.

He stared at Yin Zhiping's back, wishing he could pounce on him right now, snatch the medicine from the old Taoist's arms, and smash his skull with a single blow. But he dared not gamble. The jade bottle was fragile, and Yin Zhiping was a third-generation head disciple of the Quanzhen Sect with considerable internal strength. If the old Taoist fought to the death and destroyed the pill, Sister Long would truly be beyond saving.

But if that old lecher really gets into the ancient tomb...

Yang Guo felt a surge of anger whenever he thought of Yin Zhiping's murky eyes staring at the weak and powerless Sister Long, and that he would personally feed her medicine and might even take the opportunity to molest her.

Are we really just going to stand by and watch this old Taoist priest take advantage of Sister Long?

What's the difference between this and a green-haired turtle?

Is he really going to become the number one minotaur in the transmigrator army?

"No, we absolutely cannot let that old bastard succeed." Yang Guo gritted his teeth, a ruthless glint in his eyes. "I have to think of a way to get the medicine, prevent that old Taoist from entering the ancient tomb, and ideally, make him suffer in silence."

He quickly considered various treacherous schemes in his mind. Poisoning? No, there wasn't time to prepare. A sneak attack? He had already tried that; the old Taoist was on guard, making it extremely difficult to succeed.

Just as Yang Guo was in a state of confusion and had no good solution, a strange call suddenly came from the woods ahead.

"Croak—! Croak—!"

The voice was deep and hoarse, extremely penetrating, like an old toad in a deep pool courting for a mate.

Yin Zhiping paused, his expression changing slightly: "What was that sound?"

The Quanzhen Sect is a legitimate branch of the Xuanmen (Taoist) sect, and this forbidden area in the back mountains is usually deserted except for birds and beasts. The voice sounded like it came from a person with profound inner strength, and could not have been made by an ordinary wild animal.

Yang Guo's body suddenly trembled.

That sound...

So familiar!

Before the two could react, the strange noise grew closer and closer, accompanied by a series of incoherent shouts.

"My dear son! My darling son! Where are you hiding?"

"Daddy's found you a beautiful wife! Big butt, good for childbearing! Come out and join us in the bridal chamber!"

A sudden gust of wind arose, whipping up the withered branches and fallen leaves on the ground.

A figure darted out of the forest like an arrow released from a bow.

"Dad! I'm here!"

Yang Guo was overjoyed and shouted at the top of his lungs. At this moment, he felt even closer to him than to his own father. Ouyang Feng was here, so what was there to fear from Yin Zhiping? Let alone Yin Zhiping, even if all seven Quanzhen disciples came, they wouldn't stand a chance against his mad father!

"My dear son? Is that you?"

A gust of wind swept by, sending withered branches and fallen leaves flying everywhere.

Yin Zhiping felt a blur before his eyes, and a tall figure seemed to fall from the sky, landing with a "thud" on the open ground in front of the two of them.

By the moonlight, Yin Zhiping looked closely and saw that the newcomer was dressed in tattered clothes, with white hair and beard, looking exactly like an old beggar. But although the old beggar's eyes were cloudy, they shone with a chilling glint. Even more bizarrely, he was dragging a long vine in his hand, and at the other end of the vine was tied a woman dressed in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe.

The woman's hair was disheveled, her face was deathly pale, and there was blood at the corner of her mouth!

Yin Zhiping did not recognize Li Mochou, but he could tell that the Taoist nun was quite beautiful.

At this moment, Li Mochou was no longer the arrogant person she usually was. She was bound by rattan and looked extremely disheveled.

"father!"

Yang Guo no longer cared about the rules of the Quanzhen Sect or the proper relationship between master and disciple. He rushed forward in three steps and hugged Ouyang Feng tightly, tears welling up in his eyes.

This is not only finding a powerful backer, but also the joy of escaping from a desperate situation.

"Oh, my good son!" Ouyang Feng's grimy old face lit up with a smile upon seeing Yang Guo. He hugged Yang Guo tightly and patted him on the back repeatedly. "I've missed you so much! You heartless little rascal, how could you disappear like that? I've been looking for you everywhere!"

Yang Guo was so shocked by the blow that his blood surged and he almost couldn't catch his breath, but he felt a warm glow in his heart.

Yin Zhiping, who was standing next to him, was completely dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at the scene, his mind reeling. Wasn't Yang Guo's father the former Prince Yang Kang? He'd died long ago in the Iron Spear Temple. How did this crazy, beggar father suddenly appear?

Moreover, judging from the lightness skill that beggar just displayed, it's probably even beyond what his master Qiu Chuji could achieve.

"Yang Guo...this...this is your father?" Yin Zhiping stammered, his tone less imperious and more wary than before.

Ouyang Feng then noticed the Taoist priest beside him. He tilted his head, glanced at Yin Zhiping, frowned, and said disdainfully, "Who's this Taoist priest? He looks shifty-eyed and doesn't look like a good person. Son, did he bully you? Dad will slap him to death!"

As he spoke, Ouyang Feng raised his palm, with faint black energy swirling around it.

Terrified, Yin Zhiping staggered back three steps, his voice trembling with fear, and cried out, "I am Yin Zhiping of the Quanzhen Sect! You...you dare to touch me?"

"Quanzhen Sect? What the hell is that?" Ouyang Feng looked blank, clearly having long forgotten the grudges of the past.

Yang Guo's eyes darted around, and he quickly grabbed Ouyang Feng's hand, chuckling, "Father, don't kill him yet. Let's talk about serious matters first."

"Yes, yes, yes! It's important business! Extremely important business!"

Ouyang Feng suddenly slapped his forehead, as if he had remembered some treasure, and pulled the vine behind him with all his might.

"Ouch!"

Li Mochou cried out in pain, staggered a few steps as she was pulled, and fell directly in front of Yang Guo.

She looked up, and her eyes, which had been filled with murderous intent, were now filled with shock.

She stared intently at Yang Guo, then glanced at the crazy old man, and her mind went blank.

The "good son" that this crazy old man keeps calling out... is actually Yang Guo?

It turns out to be this little beast who destroyed her whisk in the ancient tomb and seriously injured her with the One-Finger Divine Skill.

This madman wants to consummate his marriage with Yang Guo?

"It's you?" Li Mochou gritted her teeth, her voice trembling.

Yang Guo was startled when he saw Li Mochou so close to him.

I was so focused on recognizing her father that I didn't get a good look at this "captive." Now that I'm closer, I see that although Li Mochou is disheveled, she still exudes the charm of a mature woman. At this moment, her vital energy for breaking through the impasse is rising and falling with her rapid breathing.

Yang Guo was so panicked that he felt dizzy.

Yang Guo subconsciously swallowed, inwardly cursing himself for being so pathetic as to watch this kind of thing at a time like this.

"Hehe, big sister, we meet again." Yang Guo chuckled twice, shrinking back a little. "Um... your look is quite unique."

"I'm going to kill you!" Li Mochou's eyes blazed with fury. If looks could kill, Yang Guo would have been torn to pieces by now.

"Why are you killing him! This is your husband!"

Ouyang Feng glared at Li Mochou with displeasure, then happily pulled up Li Mochou's sleeve and stuffed it into Yang Guo's hand without saying a word.

"Son! Look! The wife your father found for you!"

Ouyang Feng pointed at Li Mochou, a smug look on his face, "Look at this butt, isn't it big? Look at this figure, isn't she good at bearing children? Father spent a long time choosing before catching such a top-quality beauty in the forest! Although she has a bad temper and can use poison needles, once she enters the bridal chamber and gives birth to a child, I guarantee she'll be completely obedient!"

Yang Guo felt a soft, smooth object in his hand.

Those were Li Mochou's hands.

The fingers were as smooth as scallion roots, with an excellent tactile feel, but at this moment the palm was icy cold and was trembling slightly.

Yang Guo held that hand as if it were a burning coal, making him feel uneasy.

This is the Crimson Serpent Fairy! A ruthless female demon who kills without blinking an eye!

He was actually holding her hand?

Strangely, Yang Guo sensed that Li Mochou wanted to pull her hand back, but her strength was pitifully weak.

"What trick is this woman playing?"

"Father... this... this isn't quite right, is it?" Yang Guo felt a chill run down his spine. Looking at Li Mochou's eyes, which seemed to be bleeding, he forced a dry laugh. "Isn't this eldest sister a bit too old?"

"Nonsense!" Ouyang Feng glared. "A woman three years older is like a gold mine! She'll know how to cherish someone when she's older! Besides, this young lady has such delicate skin, how is she old? I think she's just right!"

When Li Mochou heard Yang Guo say that she was too old, she was so angry that her eyebrows shot up. Forgetting all about Ouyang Feng's offer for her to be Yang Guo's wife, she launched into a tirade against Yang Guo:

"Pah! You brat! Are you blind? I'm in my prime, and you dare to say I'm old? If this old madman weren't holding me back, I'd tear your stinking mouth apart right now!"

Yang Guo finally understood that Li Mochou had actually been subdued by her adoptive father.

No wonder she didn't immediately pull her hand away when I held it.

Yang Guo pouted, "Um... Father, isn't this wife... a little too fierce?"

"What's there to be afraid of! Women, a good beating will make them behave!"

Li Mochou was filled with shame and indignation at this moment.

In her entire life, when had she ever had such physical intimacy with a man? Even back then, Lu Zhanyuan had never let her touch her hand.

Now, not only is she being forced into a marriage by this madman, but she is also being publicly criticized by Yang Guo, this little lecher, who even complains that she is old and has a bad temper.

"Let me go!" Li Mochou tried desperately to pull her hand back, but her internal energy was sealed, and her whole body was weak and powerless. How could she break free?

Yang Guo was also in a dilemma. Letting go was not an option, nor was keeping him.

He secretly squeezed Li Mochou's palm; it was so soft and boneless that a strange ripple stirred in his heart.

Although this female demon is ruthless, her hands... are indeed well-maintained.

"How long are you going to keep touching me?" Li Mochou lowered her voice, her tone chilling, which made Yang Guo shiver and quickly try to let go.

To everyone's surprise, Ouyang Feng reacted quickly, grabbing both of their hands and clenching them tightly together.

"What's there to be shy about! You're a married couple now, what's wrong with holding hands?" Ouyang Feng laughed loudly. "Come on, come on! I just saw a cave over there. It's a bit simple, but it can serve as a bridal chamber. You two can get married tonight and get things done! Tomorrow, I'll be holding my grandson!"

With that, Ouyang Feng grabbed Yang Guo with one hand and pulled on a vine with the other, and started to walk deeper into the woods.

Yang Guo was completely dumbfounded.

Entering the bridal chamber? With Li Mochou?

Although this female demon is indeed attractive and has a great figure, she is a poisonous rose with thorns! Moreover, I only have Sister Rong in my heart, and now I have Sister Long as well. How can I get involved with this female demon?

More importantly, Sister Long is still waiting for the life-saving medicine in the ancient tomb!