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

Lu Wushuang stood frozen at the entrance of the tomb chamber, the fallen longsword crashing onto the bluestone slab with a clang.

Her hands trembled violently, and tears welled up in her eyes. The scene before him left him completely dumbfounded.

In the center of the cold jade bed, Yang Guo lay stiffly.

On the left, Huang Rong's pink bodice strap had broken, and she was frantically clutching her chest, her face so red it looked like it could bleed.

On the right, Little Dragon Girl, her clothes half-undone, lay limply on Yang Guo's chest, fast asleep.

The most deadly one was Li Mochou. This female demon, her face covered in blood, was lying on Yang Guo's lap without any regard for her image.

Healing?

Is this the posture used by immortals to heal wounds?

This is clearly a large-scale, illicit sporting event!

Lu Wushuang's blood pressure spiked, and her face turned bright red.

She had devoted her whole heart to this man, but this bastard started a harem in this dark ancient tomb!

One of them was the blood enemy who killed her entire family!

"Yang Guo, you heartless bastard!" Lu Wushuang completely lost her temper, her curses echoing throughout the tomb. "I've been your slave outside, and you're here having fun! How could you do this to me?!"

Yang Guo doesn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

Seeing Lu Wushuang's murderous look, he inwardly groaned in despair.

His true energy was completely drained, and his strength was exhausted. He was now a complete weakling, yet he had run into this deadly battleground.

"Peerless... Don't let your imagination run wild."

Yang Guo's throat was so dry it felt like he'd swallowed sand. He gasped for breath as he explained, "My internal energy went berserk just now, and I almost died on the spot. The three of them drained all their internal energy trying to save me. I'm just exhausted; I really didn't do anything else!"

Huang Rong sat beside her, her hands gripping the edge of her bodice tightly.

She's lived most of her life, and wherever she goes, she's respected. Today is a truly shocking and embarrassing scene. She's being scolded by a junior, and in her current state, she can't explain herself at all.

"Lu Wushuang, stop talking nonsense."

Huang Rong suppressed her inner turmoil and forced herself to adopt the demeanor of an elder. "Just now, Guo'er suffered a qi deviation, and the three of us fought tooth and nail to suppress it. If you don't believe me, you can come and feel our pulses. The Quanzhen Sect is still a mess; who has the mind to do such a thing!"

Upon hearing Huang Rong's words, Lu Wushuang regained a sliver of her composure.

She strode into the tomb chamber and stared intently at the four people on the bed.

Huang Rong was drenched in cold sweat, Xiaolongnu was barely breathing, and Li Mochou was slumped like a limp rag. In their weakened state, they certainly couldn't do any strenuous exercise.

But when Lu Wushuang's gaze swept over Li Mochou, the anger that had just been suppressed suddenly surged back to the top of her head.

Li Mochou lay on Yang Guo's lap, her thin inner garment soaked with blood, at her weakest moment.

The towering fire at Lu Family Manor and the horrific sight of her parents lying in pools of blood instantly filled Lu Wushuang's mind.

New and old grudges, blood debts must be repaid in blood! The enemy doesn't even have the strength to resist now!

Lu Wushuang suddenly turned around and grabbed the longsword from the ground.

The sword tip scraped against the bluestone slab with a harsh, screeching sound. She drew her sword, her killing intent palpable as she approached the jade bed.

"Whether it's for healing or not, this female demon must die today."

Lu Wushuang's eyes were bloodshot, her sword pointed directly at Li Mochou's back. "More than a dozen lives have been lost in my Lu Family Manor. Today, I will use her as a sacrifice to the heavens!"

Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat, and she wanted to stop him, but her dantian was empty, and she couldn't muster any strength at all.

Little Dragon Girl remained quietly nestled against Yang Guo's chest, not even lifting her eyelids.

Hearing the noise, Li Mochou slowly raised her head. Blood and disheveled hair clung to her face, making her look extremely wretched.

But when she saw the gleaming sword in Lu Wushou's hands, she didn't back down. Instead, she curled her lips into a mocking sneer.

"Kill me if you want, stop whining." Li Mochou's voice was weak, but her arrogance remained undiminished. "Your father, Lu Zhanyuan, is a heartless man, and everyone in your Lu Family Village deserves to die. If you don't dare to stab me today, I, Li Mochou, will still treat you as a joke in the underworld."

She hated being threatened more than anything in her life. Since this lame girl had made up her mind, she would accept it.

Explaining to a little girl like this? Li Mochou couldn't afford to lose face like that.

Lu Wushuang was completely enraged by this provocation. He gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands, raised it above his head, and stabbed it fiercely into Li Mochou's back!

"Stop!" Yang Guo roared, his eyes bloodshot.

He absolutely could not watch Li Mochou die here.

If it weren't for this crazy woman desperately pouring pure Yin energy into him, he would have been torn apart by the power in his dantian long ago.

Yang Guo gritted his teeth and forcefully activated the strange red and black bead in his lower dantian. The bead rotated slightly, and a domineering and scorching power instantly poured into his right arm.

He sat up abruptly, his right hand flashing out like lightning, and he gripped Lu Wushuang's descending sword blade tightly!

The sharp blade instantly sliced ​​through flesh, and blood dripped down the hilt, splattering all over Li Mochou's clothes.

Lu Wushuang was terrified and released the sword hilt as if she had been electrocuted.

Seeing Yang Guo's bloodied and mangled hands, she felt heartbroken and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Are you insane?! Are you out of your mind?!" Lu Wushuang cried her heart out. "She killed my whole family! And you risked your life to protect her?!"

Yang Guo flung away his longsword, panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, his throat filled with the nauseating taste of blood.

"Wushuang... listen to me."

Yang Guo spoke very slowly, his voice tinged with exhaustion, "Just now, my internal energy went berserk, and it was she who gave me her last bit of internal energy to save my life. Now her meridians are completely destroyed, and she's not even as strong as an ordinary person. Your sword strike will take her life."

Lu Wushuang bit her lower lip so hard that blood flowed freely, unable to hear a single word.

Her mind was filled with images of Yang Guo protecting his enemy, and the three disheveled women on the bed.

It's too bright!

"Don't try to fool me with this 'healing' nonsense!" Lu Wushuang pointed at the bed, her voice trembling. "I cook and boil water for you all every day, and you're here having fun with them! How could you do this to me?!"

Huang Rong sat on the left, her face alternating between pale and flushed.

She took a deep breath, forcing herself to maintain her elder's authority once more: "Lu Wushuang, calm down! Guo'er was just on the verge of death; we were exhausted only because of the backlash. What kind of behavior is this, shouting and yelling without even knowing the facts? Hurry up and pick up the sword and get out of here!"

Hearing Huang Rong still lecturing her, Lu Wushuang could no longer contain her anger.

"Don't try to intimidate me with your seniority!" Lu Wushuang whirled around, staring intently at Huang Rong. "You were wearing a pink undergarment, lying naked in bed with a junior like me! Does Master Guo know about this?! What right do you have to lecture me?!"

That was a killer move!

Huang Rong's face turned deathly pale instantly, and her lips trembled for a long time, but she couldn't utter a single word.

This shady relationship was torn apart in public, and she felt as if she had been slapped hard across the face, the pain burning intensely.

In a panic, she grabbed the blue Taoist robe next to her and wrapped it around herself, tying the belt tightly. She turned her head away and dared not utter another sound.

In the midst of this tense, deathly silence, Xiaolongnu on the right side of the bed was awakened by the noise.

She sat up very slowly, her Jade Maiden True Qi exhausted, leaving her extremely weak.

She lowered her head slightly, looked at her open neckline, and slowly pulled her white undergarment together to cover a large expanse of her fair skin.

Then, Xiaolongnu raised her head, her clear and cold eyes sweeping lightly over Lu Wushuang.

"It's so noisy."

"No blood is seen in ancient tombs. If you want to kill, go outside and do it. Say another word and I'll throw you out."