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

The next morning, outside the ancient tomb.

The thin mist had not yet dissipated.

Yang Guo squatted on a blue stone, his fingers resting on Li Mochou's wrist.

Li Mochou wasn't wearing her signature apricot-yellow Taoist robe; instead, she wore ordinary coarse cloth and a simple hairpin, but this couldn't conceal her innate beauty. Looking at Yang Guo, her eyes were so tender they could melt water; there wasn't a trace of the fierce aura of the Red Serpent Fairy.

"How is it?" Li Mochou asked, her voice tinged with languor.

"It's still completely blocked."

Yang Guo withdrew his hand, his brows furrowed.

Ouyang Feng's method of practicing the Nine Yin Manual in reverse was too bizarre, with his meridians and acupoints intricately intertwined, like a tangled ball of yarn. Although Yang Guo had learned both the original Nine Yin Manual and Ouyang Feng's reverse version, his internal strength was still far inferior to Ouyang Feng's. However, if he were to forcibly open up the acupoints, it might damage Li Mochou's foundation.

"That old poisoner... oh no, my godfather is too ruthless."

Yang Guo complained and casually brushed a stray strand of hair from Li Mochou's forehead behind her ear.

Li Mochou enjoyed this intimacy and wasn't in a hurry: "What's the rush? It's fine as it is now. I don't have to fight and kill in the martial world. I can just stay here in this ancient tomb, cooking and washing clothes for you."

"That's a different matter," Yang Guo said seriously. "Sister Mochou, you are a phoenix soaring through the nine heavens. How can you remain a caged bird forever? Besides, what if you encounter someone like that old Taoist priest Zhao Zhijing? You don't have internal energy to protect you, and I may not always be by your side. What if you suffer a loss?"

Upon hearing the words "suffer a loss," a cold glint flashed in Li Mochou's eyes, and she sneered, "He dares? If anyone is truly blind, even if it costs me my meridians, I can use the Ice Soul Silver Needle to make him regret ever being born."

"Alright, alright, stop shouting about fighting and killing."

Yang Guo stood up and patted the dirt off his backside.

"Let's split up. You go to the cave where we were hiding to find my godfather, and I'll search the nearby mountains. Once I find him, I'll ask him to release your pressure points!"

"Really?" Li Mochou's eyes lit up.

Although she said she didn't care, who would want their martial arts skills sealed and become a cripple?

"More real than real gold," Yang Guo laughed. "I don't want Sister Mochou to become a cripple in the future!"

Li Mochou was deeply moved and stood up to straighten her clothes.

"Then be careful, those stinky Taoist priests from the Quanzhen Sect have been keeping a close eye on this area lately."

"Don't worry, Zhongnan Mountain is my backyard."

Yang Guo waved his hand, turned around, and disappeared into the dense forest.

Watching Yang Guo's departing figure, Li Mochou's lips curled into a smile.

That little devil, he seems so unserious all the time, but he's always thinking about me.

She turned and walked toward the familiar cave.

……

Meanwhile, inside the cave.

The water splashed.

Huang Rong had just emerged from the dark river deep within the cave.

She had been in the cave all night.

She didn't sleep well that night. In her dream, the little thief kept calling her "Rong'er" with a wicked smile. When she woke up, her face was still a little hot.

Waking up in the morning, she felt that she looked rather disheveled and travel-worn. Since she was going to see that nemesis, she naturally had to be in her best condition.

Although he is over thirty years old, his body has been exceptionally kind to him by time.

Using the dim light filtering through the cave entrance, Huang Rong looked down and examined herself.

Her skin remained firm and fair, her waist slender, and her curves were still as full as ever, with a touch of voluptuous charm that came with maturity.

She opened her bundle and took out the "secret weapon" she had brought from Xiangyang.

That light pink bellyband.

Embroidered on it were two mandarin ducks with their necks intertwined, the stitches fine and dense—embroidered by her stitch by stitch when she was a young girl in the throes of first love. For so many years after their marriage, this thing had been kept at the bottom of a chest, only to be brought out this time by some strange impulse.

"Wearing this...isn't it a bit too shameless?"

Huang Rong bit her lower lip, and two blushes rose on her face.

But then I thought about what Yin Zhiping mentioned in his letter—that "Dragon Girl," "Li Mochou," and the "yin-yang replenishment" method.

"snort."

Huang Rong gave a soft snort, a competitive glint flashing in her eyes.

"I'll see if those flashy, cheap women can compare to me."

She deftly removed her plain white undergarment and fastened the pink bodice close to her skin. The cool, smooth feel of the silk against her skin sent a shiver down her spine, yet a strange excitement welled up inside her.

He tied the belt, put on his outer garment, and then slipped on the Taoist robe he had taken along.

She deliberately didn't pull the collar of her Taoist robe too tight, and you could vaguely see that unusual pink color underneath.

I looked at my reflection in the puddle inside the cave.

Even without makeup, her face is still radiant and captivating, with a natural charm in her eyes and brows.

"Perfect."

Huang Rong clapped her hands in satisfaction and prepared to pack her things and leave.

Just then.

A soft footstep came from the cave entrance.

anyone?

Huang Rong's eyes instantly turned sharp.

This place is extremely remote; if it were a Taoist priest from the Quanzhen School, they would never move so quietly.

Could it be... Yang Guo?

Thinking of this, Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat, and half of the heroic aura she had just displayed instantly dissipated. She hurriedly tidied her hair, and even put on a gentle smile of reunion after a long separation.

however.

The person who walked in was not the boy she longed for.

It was a woman.

A very beautiful woman.

Although she was dressed in coarse cloth, her figure and eyes were so striking that even Huang Rong, a woman herself, had to admit she was a stunning beauty.

The two locked eyes.

The air seemed to freeze.

As soon as Li Mochou stepped into the cave, she saw a woman standing inside, dressed in a Taoist robe but clearly not a Taoist.

Although the woman was dressed in men's clothing, the rise and fall of her chest and her face, as beautiful as peach blossoms, made it clear to anyone who wasn't blind that she was an absolute beauty.

and……

The woman was holding a bundle in her hand, and her face wore the expression of someone who had just finished dressing up and was waiting for her lover.

Li Mochou's eyes narrowed slightly.

This is a forbidden area of ​​the Quanzhen Sect. Even members of the Quanzhen Sect cannot enter. Why has a woman suddenly come here?

Who is this woman?

Could it be the mistress kept by one of the old Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect who doesn't abide by the rules?

wrong.

If those old guys in the Quanzhen Sect had such good fortune, they wouldn't be staring blankly at the portrait of their founder every day.

Then there's only one possibility.

They've come to find Yang Guo.

Didn't Yin Zhiping say he was going to find someone to deal with Yang Guo?

Although Li Mochou had lost all her internal energy, she still retained the aura of the Red Serpent Fairy. She crossed her arms, raised her chin slightly, and glanced at Huang Rong.

"Who are you?"

Li Mochou spoke first, her tone unfriendly, "I claimed this cave first. If you don't want to die, get out."

Huang Rong laughed when she heard this.

Of all the territories in the world, aside from the imperial palace, she had to think twice before venturing out. Even in Zhongnan Mountain, she was completely unrestrained.

What's more, the woman's first words were "Don't want to die" and "Get out," and this eccentric and domineering tone reminded Huang Rong of someone.

The "Dragon Girl" mentioned in Yin Zhiping's letter.

I've heard that the people of the Ancient Tomb Sect are eccentric and cold as ice.

But this woman didn't seem cold; she was more like a powder keg.

Huang Rong played with the whisk in her hand, not annoyed at all, but instead looked Li Mochou up and down with a smile.

"This girl has a really bad temper."

Huang Rong took two steps forward, and the oppressive feeling of being in a superior position naturally emanated from her.

"This Zhongnan Mountain is the territory of the Quanzhen Sect, and this cave is ownerless. You say it's yours just because you occupy it? Perhaps your name is carved on the cave entrance?"

"Sharp-tongued and quick-witted."

Li Mochou snorted coldly.

She can't make a move now, or she'll give herself away. But she absolutely can't lose in terms of momentum.

"This place is remote and desolate; ordinary people would never find it. You're dressed in a Taoist robe, yet you're not a member of the Taoist sect. You're sneaking around here; are you perhaps waiting for some wild man?"

Li Mochou originally intended to bluff her opponent with these words.

Little did they know that this touched upon Huang Rong's deepest secret.

Wild man?

She was indeed waiting for Yang Guo.

But in the eyes of outsiders, her relationship with Yang Guo could be described as that of a "wild man," which, while unpleasant to hear, wasn't far off.

Huang Rong's smile faded slightly, and her eyes became somewhat dangerous.

"I don't like hearing that from you, girl."

Although Huang Rong was smiling, the smile didn't reach her eyes. "I'm here to find my own juniors. But you, dressed so... casually. Anyone who didn't know better would think you and your lover were having a secret rendezvous in this cave."

She emphasized the word "lazy".

Li Mochou's attire was indeed too casual; she didn't look like a chivalrous woman wandering the martial world, but rather like a young wife who had just crawled out of bed.

Li Mochou's heart skipped a beat.

This woman has a sharp eye.

"What I wear is none of your business," Li Mochou said, forcing herself to remain calm. "If you're looking for a junior, then go to Chongyang Palace. There aren't any juniors here."

"Oh?"

Huang Rong rolled her eyes and decided to test the waters.

"The junior I'm looking for is named Yang Guo."

When the name "Yang Guo" was mentioned, Huang Rong stared intently into Li Mochou's eyes.

really.

Li Mochou's pupils contracted slightly, though they quickly returned to normal, but this subtle change did not escape Huang Rong's notice.

"Yang Guo?"

Li Mochou feigned ignorance, "Never heard of him. There's no Yang Guo here, just a bunch of stinky Taoist priests. If you're looking for a lover, go somewhere else."

Li Mochou's intuition told her that this woman was up to no good.

If this woman, who seems to be quite skilled in martial arts, were to find Yang Guo, who knows what might happen.

Huang Rong, however, had a different plan in mind.

Pretending not to know?

That reaction just now clearly shows they know each other, and have a very close relationship!

Ok.

Is this the "Dragon Girl" that Yin Zhiping was talking about?

She was indeed so beautiful that she could bring ruin to the country; no wonder she could bewitch Yang Guo.

Moreover, judging from his tone, he was clearly protecting the petty thief, as if he were afraid that the thief was an enemy.

A wave of bitterness welled up in Huang Rong's heart instantly.

It's like a cabbage you've carefully nurtured being eaten by a beautiful wild boar.

"Never heard of it?"

Huang Rong chuckled lightly, "But I heard that the boy has been around here recently, and he's been having an ambiguous relationship with a beautiful woman who lives in the tomb?"

She took a step closer, her eyes blazing.

"Girl, you wouldn't happen to be... the legendary Dragon Girl, would you?"

Li Mochou was taken aback.

Dragon Girl?

Did she mistake me for a junior student?

But why does this woman's words sound like she's catching someone cheating?

"If I were, so what? If I weren't, so what?"

Li Mochou decided to play along, using the name of the Ancient Tomb Sect to scare them away. "This back mountain of Zhongnan Mountain is a forbidden area of ​​our Ancient Tomb Sect. No matter who you are looking for, outsiders are not welcome here. If you know what's good for you, leave now. Otherwise, when I... when my jade bees come out, your pretty face will probably be ruined."

She's bluffing.

Who is Huang Rong?

He has deceived more people in his life than Li Mochou has ever met.

If there really were any jade bees, this woman would have released them long ago; why waste time talking here?

Moreover, although this woman spoke fiercely, her steps were unsteady, and her breathing was not as deep and long as that of a top expert. It seemed as if she had suffered internal injuries or her internal energy was sealed.

Huang Rong had a better understanding of the situation.

Since it's just a paper tiger, things are much easier to handle.

"Jade Bee?"

Huang Rong covered her mouth and chuckled, her laughter shaking her body. "Little sister, are you trying to scare me? I haven't seen a single bee or even a mosquito on my journey here."

She suddenly stopped smiling and looked directly at Li Mochou.

"Besides, I see you lack energy, and your forehead looks weak. Forget about releasing bees to attack people, you probably don't even have the strength to fight me, do you?"

They've been exposed.

Li Mochou was startled and instinctively reached for her waist.

The last three Ice Soul Silver Needles are hidden there.

Although it wasn't powered by internal energy, the needle was highly poisonous and could kill at close range.

"Do you want to give it a try?" Li Mochou's eyes hardened, and her desperado-like aura instantly erupted.

The distance between the two was less than five steps.

Tensions were high, and a conflict could erupt at any moment.

One is the leader of the Beggars' Sect, who is meticulous and ruthless.

One is the Crimson Serpent Fairy, who kills without blinking an eye and is unparalleled in her poison skills.

Just as this powder keg was about to explode.

A light, cheerful whistle suddenly came from the cave entrance.

Yang Guo strolled over, dangling a tree branch in his hand, looking nonchalant.

He circled around but didn't even catch a glimpse of Ouyang Feng. Thinking that Li Mochou was waiting alone in the cave, he decided to return first.

"Sister Mochou, I'm back..."

Yang Guo stepped into the cave.

Before he could finish speaking, he froze on the spot as if he had been struck by a pressure point.

The branch in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

The scene before him was a thousand times more terrifying than seeing the Seven Masters of Quanzhen besiege him.

left.

It was Huang Rong, dressed in a Taoist robe, with an exquisitely beautiful face, and currently wearing a cold smile. That was his Rong'er, his beloved first wife.

right.

It was Li Mochou, dressed in coarse cloth, with fierce eyes and a poisoned needle in her hand. That was his Mochou sister, his current close older sister.

These two women.

One is a "criminal record".

One is "current".

now.

The two of them were facing off like fighting cocks.

Upon hearing the sound, the two turned their heads at the same time and looked at Yang Guo, who was standing at the entrance of the cave, dumbfounded.

A hint of surprise flashed in Li Mochou's eyes: "Guo'er!"

A hint of amusement flashed in Huang Rong's eyes, along with an undisguised murderous intent: "Guo'er?"

The two voices overlapped.

One was alluring, the other gentle yet laced with a sharp edge.

Yang Guo felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

This is not a cave.

This is clearly the main gate of the Yama's Palace.

"I……"

Yang Guo swallowed hard, his brain racing.

If this isn't handled properly, this day next year will be the anniversary of Yang's death.

He subconsciously took a step back, revealing a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"Um... the two heroines."

"If I said I was just passing by and buying soy sauce, would you... believe me?"