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

The moon hung on the treetops, and the stream flowed gurglingly down.

Cheng Ying's entire body was burning hot, like hot coals.

The medicinal power of the five Bosochus gallbladders was rampaging through her narrow meridians.

The internal energy cultivation method she practiced on Peach Blossom Island was originally based on the Pure Spirit path, and at this moment it was completely unable to suppress this rampant pure Yang heat.

The heat was all trapped in the lower abdomen, making the mark of the Qiankun Technique scalding hot.

Yang Guo stood in front of her, emanating the aura of pure Nine Yin True Qi and the Yang side mark.

For Cheng Ying, this breath was like a timely rain after a drought, the only antidote.

She wrapped her legs tightly around Yang Guo's thighs, her arms tightly around his neck, and her cheeks kept rubbing against his chest.

The already tattered light green outer garment was soaked through, and the inner garment underneath was tightly wrapped around his skin.

The fabric, soaked with sweat and stream water, clung stickily to each other.

"Yang Guo, help me..."

Cheng Ying closed her eyes and mumbled incoherently.

Her voice completely changed, her usual dignified and intellectual demeanor vanished, replaced by coquettishness and pleading.

Yang Guo coldly looked at the woman clinging to him, but inwardly he was overjoyed.

This woman always has a stern face, acting like a closed-door disciple of Peach Blossom Island, and doesn't respect anyone.

He's always scheming and plotting, and he even wants to go to Xiangyang City to file a false complaint.

Today, we've finally fallen into his hands.

Yang Guo put on a stern face, his voice tinged with a hint of mockery: "Help what?"

"Didn't you say I was a scoundrel?"

"Weren't you going to run back to Xiangyang to complain to Huang Rong?"

"What's with this guy clinging to me like an octopus?"

He stood still, letting Cheng Ying wriggle on his body.

Cheng Ying was unbearably hot, and the medicine was almost driving her crazy.

Hearing Yang Guo's words, she felt extremely embarrassed and wished she could disappear into the ground.

But she simply couldn't control her body.

Once the mark of the Qiankun Technique is activated, it will crush all her reason to dust.

Her slender waist sank uncontrollably, pressing even more tightly against Yang Guo's muscular body.

"Please... I'm so hot, my meridians are about to burst..."

Cheng Ying's voice was choked with sobs, and tears streamed down her face, landing on Yang Guo's chest.

"You brought this on yourself by severing your meridians."

Yang Guo snorted coldly and deliberately took half a step back.

This retreat startled Cheng Ying, who quickly tightened her arms, her nails digging deep into Yang Guo's back.

"Don't go..."

She raised her tear-streaked face, her eyes glistening as she looked at Yang Guo.

That face, which should have been delicate and refined, was now so red it looked like it could bleed.

Her lips were bitten raw, oozing a little blood, making her look both pitiful and alluring.

Looking at her seductive appearance, Yang Guo felt a little sorry for her.

The medicinal power of five snake gallbladders is no joke.

If we don't help her clear her meridians quickly, even if this woman doesn't explode and die, her meridians will be completely ruined, and she'll be a useless person for the rest of her life.

But he just couldn't stand her aloof and pretentious attitude.

We must seize this opportunity to completely shatter her pride and make her obedient and subservient to us from now on.

"I can help you if you want."

Yang Guo grinned mischievously and leaned close to her ear, blowing a breath of hot air into her ear.

"Isn't the heroine of Peach Blossom Island usually quite eloquent?"

"Now you should at least show some attitude of asking for help."

"You think just saying 'It's hot' twice is enough? I'm not running a charity."

The warm breath on her ear made Cheng Ying tremble even more violently.

Her mind was buzzing, filled only with that maddening, evil fire.

"Husband...Master..."

She gritted her teeth and squeezed out those two titles.

These were all things that Yang Guo had forced me to shout before.

At that time, she was filled with humiliation and was only trying to save her life.

Now, however, this has become her only lifeline.

"Just talking isn't enough; we also need to see your sincerity."

Yang Guo crossed his arms and looked at her with a leisurely air.

"Don't you always complain that I'm vulgar?"

"Today I'll show you what real vulgarity is."

Yang Guo lowered his head, his gaze sweeping over her body without restraint.

Her soaked clothes clung to her exquisite curves, everything was faintly visible yet clearly discernible.

Cheng Ying felt uneasy under his gaze, but she knew she had no right to negotiate.

The swelling and pain in her meridians grew stronger and stronger, as if countless tiny knives were scraping her bones.

She could only suppress her shame and press her face against Yang Guo's neck, her rosy lips opening and closing.

"Master, I was wrong. I will listen to you in everything from now on."

"If you tell me to go east, I will never go west."

"Please, have mercy on me, help me neutralize the effects of the medicine..."

Once these words were spoken, Cheng Ying's mental defenses completely collapsed.

She herself didn't know how she could say such despicable things.

This is no longer the aloof and proud disciple of Peach Blossom Island; he's even better at flattering people than a courtesan in a brothel.

Yang Guo was so moved by what he heard that his bones almost melted.

This woman is truly a stunner at heart.

He usually keeps a low profile and doesn't show off, but when it comes to a critical moment, all his flamboyant side comes out.