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Her eyes were already narrowed to slits, and the spring water in her eyes was just like that of Guo Fu.

Chapter 71: The Teacher's Wife [Third Update]

But she still tried her best to remain rational, and she still had to stick to that bottom line that was already riddled with holes.

"Didn't Fu'er come today?" Huang Rong struggled to reach her limp hands and pressed them against her lower abdomen. Through the rolled-up cuffs of her trousers, she pressed down on Lin Yaoxie's large, writhing hand that was constantly groping and probing inside.

However, this gave Lin Yaoxie the excuse to stop his hand from coming out. Of course, his hand movements also became much smaller. He simply used the tip of his index finger to continuously stimulate a small protruding rock slightly above the cave entrance.

Each stimulation caused Huang Rong's body to stiffen and arch.

Since Huang Rong had already asked, Lin Yaoxie had to answer: "Of course my junior sister came today. She was just here a moment ago."

Lin Yaoxie's answer surprised both Huang Rong, who was indecently dressed, and Guo Fu, who was curled up under the bed.

Guo Fu, in particular, was so frightened that her body trembled. The mother and daughter, one outside the bed and the other under it, were both trembling and in similar fear, which was quite interesting.

Of course, among the three parties involved, only Lin Yaoxie himself found it interesting.

Lin Yaoxie looked at Huang Rong, who was staring at him with wide eyes and glancing nervously at the spot under the bed, and then laughed again: "Master's wife, would you like to see Sister Fu?"

"Fu'er is...is...where is she?" Huang Rong wasn't just trembling with fear; she was actually stuttering. She looked down at herself, wondering how she would face Lin Yaoxie if he really called Guo Fu out.

"Ahem..." Lin Yaoxie coughed lightly, shook his large hand which was still in someone's muddy pants, and said with a joking laugh, "Master's wife, you drink your tea first, I'll go see if Fu-mei is still here."

Huang Rong then realized what was happening and quickly released the large hand that was pressing on her pants, her face flushed.

Before emerging, the evil serpent Lin gave the water cave a thorough search.

After taking out his large, water-stained hand, Lin Yaoxie wickedly held it to his nose and smelled it, looking quite intoxicated.

Huang Rong bit her lip, her heart filled with turbulent emotions, including the bitterness of being offended and a sense of loss.

Desolation! Huang Rong was startled by the feeling she had at the end.

"How could I have this feeling? Could it be that I..." Huang Rong dared not think any further. She tried her best to keep her beautiful legs together, but she could not stop the surging water in the cave from flowing down her long legs.

More than ten years have passed. More than ten years have passed. Countless times Huang Rong has lay alone on the cold bed, tossing and turning, biting her arm. Her other hand, just like Lin Yaoxie's earlier, has been constantly stimulating the protruding rocks inside the cave.

After repeatedly pushing themselves to the peak that should have belonged to both of them, a feeling of loss always arises.

Whenever Huang Rong thought of the love she had before Guo Fu was born, she would weep every night, wetting her pillow.

As if he had read Huang Rong's mind again, Lin Yaoxie leaned over and gently bit her earlobe, while saying, "Don't worry, Master's wife, I'll be right back."

Even if you say no and think no in your heart, your body tells a different story. Sometimes, the body's reaction doesn't even need to be controlled by the brain; it can be done directly.

When Huang Rong realized that she had nodded expectantly, and felt so ashamed that she wanted to kill herself, Lin Yaoxie had already reached the bedside in one step.

Huang Rong's heart immediately jumped into her throat, but the feeling of shame was overshadowed by worry.

Lin Yao smiled wickedly and bent slightly at the waist, lightly flicking two fingers across the bedsheet. Each sway of the bedsheet tugged at the hearts of both women.

One is Huang Rong, and the other is Guo Fu.

If the bed curtains were lifted, the small veil separating the two worlds would allow the mother and daughter to see each other. One sat crookedly in a chair, disheveled, while the other, similarly disheveled, huddled under the bed, her hands wrapped around her knees.

The scene is too beautiful; the mother and daughter probably wouldn't dare to look!

"Wait! No!" Huang Rong's mental defenses completely collapsed. She couldn't let her daughter see her like this no matter what.

Who is Ke Lin, the evil demon? If you're going to play, you should have a blast, right?

As Huang Rong screamed, he had already ripped off the bedsheet.

"No!" Huang Rong cried out again, there was no time for her to cover herself completely. All she could do was cover her eyes as quickly as possible.

Since it's unavoidable that her daughter will see her, it's best not to see Guo Fu immediately.

Even the most intelligent and perfect woman in the world has zero IQ at certain times and in certain circumstances.

Not only will they engage in self-deception, but they will also become like ostriches burying their heads in the sand, foolishly and irresponsibly escaping without any real purpose.

Her eyes, tightly closed and covered by her hands, were shrouded in darkness. Huang Rong could neither see her daughter nor hear Guo Fu's surprised, angry, or desperate voice.

Waiting, endless waiting, a wait that has no end in sight.

Some people say death isn't scary, and that's true. When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out—what's so scary about that? The scariest thing isn't death itself, but the waiting process.

Huang Rong is in the same boat now. If things really escalate, become unbearable, and even reach Guo Jing's attention, or she is ridiculed by the world, she will just silently endure it, and at worst, she can simply die.

But it was precisely this silence during the wait, this endless waiting, that made her feel even more suffocated.

Judging by the time, about half an incense stick's time had passed. Even if Huang Rong's prediction was wrong, Guo Fu should at least make a sound.

"What's going on?" Huang Rong wondered to herself, unable to contain her intense curiosity, she secretly opened her eyes and peeked out through her fingers.

She was facing the bed directly, but through her fingers, the bedsheets still hung long and straight, showing little difference. Moreover, Lin Yaoxie, who should have been standing by the bed, was nowhere to be seen.

"Hehe, this isn't like you at all, Master's wife." Lin Yaoxie's voice came from beside her: "If you want to look, just look. Why be sneaky?"

Huang Rong's emotions had been tormented beyond control by Lin Yaoxie. At this moment, she was both anxious and ashamed. Upon hearing his words, she let go of his hand and stared wide-eyed as she scanned the room.

The room was still the same as before; there was no sign of Guo Fu. Lin Yaoxie, on the other hand, was now sitting properly to the side, intently sipping his tea.

"Where is Fu'er?" Huang Rong slammed her hand on the table and asked hesitantly.

Chapter 72: The Master's Wife's Final Chapter [Fourth Update]

Lin Yaoxie didn't put down his teacup, and just smiled silently, or perhaps he was simply too lazy to answer.

Huang Rong had already found the answer herself, and her eyes were now level with the bed.

Although she was like a powerless chick in Lin Yaoxie's hands, Huang Rong was the leader of the Beggars' Sect, the largest gang in the Central Plains, and her martial arts skills were comparable to Li Mochou's. While she wasn't a top-tier master like the Five Greats or a female warrior, she was no pushover either.

She was certain Guo Fu was in the room before she even entered. Once inside, she was even more certain Guo Fu was hiding under the bed.

Although he was momentarily captivated by Lin Yaoxie, he still possessed considerable martial arts skills.

During the time she closed her eyes and covered her face, all her hearing was activated. If Guo Fu came out from under the bed and ran away, there would be some sound, more or less.

But in reality, she didn't hear anything.

However, on the other hand, Huang Rong really can't sense the scent emanating from Guo Fu under the bed anymore.

Guo Fu was still under the bed, but she had stopped breathing. What does this mean?

Huang Rong gasped, her expression changing drastically.

Before she could retaliate, Lin Yaoxie gently blew on the tea leaves in his teacup and said softly, "Master's wife, please rest assured, Fu-mei is safe and sound; she has simply entered a deep sleep."

Huang Rong was perfectly aware of Lin Yaoxie's methods.

Although she had never fought against this newly crowned Prince Wu, Huang Rong could conclude with certainty that Lin Yaoxie's abilities were far beyond her own, and even surpassed those of her husband.

On a larger scale, even if her own father Huang Yaoshi and master Hong Qigong appeared at the same time and joined forces, they might not be a match for Lin Yaoxie.

If Lin Yaoxie wanted to harm Guo Fu, he would have done so long ago. Since Lin Yaoxie said so, Huang Rong had no reason not to believe him.

Concern can cloud judgment, and once Huang Rong was certain that her daughter was alright, she felt relieved.

After the anger subsided, the atmosphere in the room became sticky again. Huang Rong didn't know what to say for a moment, and two little voices in her heart kept arguing.

The rational side of her told her, "You should leave the room right now, or what if you do something that would be unfair to Brother Jing?"

The instinctive little man urged, "You are Huang Yaoshi's daughter, why bother with formalities? You've suffered these past ten years. Listen to your heart and do something meaningful."

While Huang Rong was struggling with her inner turmoil, Lin Yaoxie sat quietly to the side. He sipped his tea, seemingly oblivious to the world around him, as if only he and his tea remained.

Finally, Huang Rong made up her mind. Although she was Huang Yaoshi's daughter, her personality wasn't entirely like his. Especially after marrying Guo Jing for twenty years, her personality had been greatly influenced by her husband's gentle and kind nature. Asking her to give up her own identity in an instant was clearly asking too much.

"Since Fu'er is asleep, I'll be leaving now," Huang Rong said incoherently, forcing herself to stand up through gritted teeth.

"this..."

How could Lin Yaoxie let Huang Rong go? He grabbed her and pulled her over.

Perhaps even she herself doesn't understand.

Anyway, Huang Rong didn't say another word after that.

I wonder if she ever had the thought that 'maybe the evil spirits are right'?

The scenery that follows needs no further description; if we describe it too much, there will probably be nothing left to describe later.

As for Guo Fu, Lin Yaoxie certainly couldn't bear to knock out the beauty he was so infatuated with and throw her under the bed.

In fact, he had already taken Guo Fu into the second space while Huang Rong had closed her eyes.

Ren Tingting lives in the first space, while the giant python that is about to transform into a dragon is imprisoned in the third space. There is one space left, which Guo Fu can sponsor for now.

As for the future, Lin Yaoxie will naturally train Guo Fu to get along peacefully with Ren Tingting, thus freeing up another space.

Chapter 73: Facing Guo Jing [Fifth Update]

For the next month or so, Lin Yaoxie stayed at the Guo residence.

He had already mastered Guo Jing's military strategy and military treatise, but for Lin Yaoxie, whether he learned it or not was not particularly significant.

His current individual combat ability is unprecedented and unparalleled; taking the head of a general from a thousand-strong army is as easy as taking something out of a bag.

Even when facing a million-strong army, without leaders and generals, one naturally loses the ability to fight.

The only good thing was that after Lin Yaoxie had fully mastered the art of war, Guo Jing wisely—no, no, he was very pleased—transferred all military power in Xiangyang to Lin Yaoxie.

Thus, all five linear missions in the world of Condor Heroes—eliminating bandits, killing Huo Du, defeating the Six Masters of Quanzhen, touching Huang Rong's buttocks, and seizing military power—have been completed.

Next, we need to focus all our efforts on completing the main storyline.

Madand, what's the main quest?

Oh, right, he lived to the time of the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber.

If you do the math, in the original story, Yang Guo and Xiaolongnü reunite sixteen years later. At that time, they happen to meet Zhang Junbao, who is about ten years old and will become Zhang Sanfeng in the future.

When Zhang Wuji succeeded in "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber," Zhang Sanfeng was just over a hundred years old.

So, if we calculate it this way, we'll have to spend at least another hundred years in this world to complete the main quest?

My God.

During his month at the Guo residence, Lin Yaoxie had a good time relaxing, and it was arguably the most enjoyable month he had since arriving in the world of Condor Heroes.