The Return of the Condor Heroes (H Version) (08)

Time passed in this way for a long time. When Yang Guo woke up, it was already dawn. He saw Lu Wushuang sleeping soundly beside him, her breathing

shallow , her cheeks flushed, and her thin red lips slightly upturned. Her delicate body was close to Yang Guo's, and she was

fast asleep. The two, who were experiencing the affairs of men for the first time, were like newlyweds.
They were entangled in bed

until the third watch of the night. Only when Lu Wushuang was exhausted and her body ached did Yang Guo stop his advances on

her .
What the two young people who were experiencing the affairs of men for the first time did not know was that even though they were both martial artists

, how could anyone else do it for more than two hours without stopping like these two? Whether

it was the number of times Yang Guo ejaculated, the concentration and the duration, or Lu Wushuang's endurance of Yang Guo's lion-like

stamina , or the number of times she herself orgasmed, all of them had far exceeded the average person.
Yang Guo smiled silently at the still-sleeping beauty, kissed her smooth and bright

forehead , then got out of bed naked, took out some clothes and dressed himself.
Stepping down from the inn, Yang Guo noticed that even at midday, there were only a handful of diners. He quickly

approached the innkeeper and placed a tael of silver on his plate, saying, "Innkeeper, bring some good wine and dishes to my room."
However, Yang Guo's generosity only elicited a wry smile from the innkeeper, who replied, "Young master, our little inn

doesn't have those kinds of good wine and dishes. Even if you gave me half a tael of silver, I couldn't bring much."
Just as he was thinking of returning to Lu Wushuang for some time, Yang Guo found the innkeeper's dawdling inconsiderate

. He slammed the silver on the counter and said, "Enough with the nonsense. The extra is a bonus.

"
The innkeeper was overjoyed, pocketed the silver, and started preparing the hot springs. Seeing that the food was already being served, Yang Guo

returned to his room upstairs.
"Hmm? When did this commotion begin?"
Yang Guo had only taken a few steps up the stairs when he heard men

's voices coming from inside his room. Using his light-footed skill, he tiptoed silently to his door.
He heard two men making noises inside.
"Uncle-Master, it's that couple who've been fighting in this room all night! Speaking of which

, that girl is really pretty! Look at those big, white breasts, so beautiful!"
To Yang Guo's utter astonishment, there were two Taoist priests standing before the bed, making

advances on Lu Wushuang, who was still fast asleep.
After their passionate encounter, the two stayed until dawn. The young woman was completely naked

, her alluring body exposed to the two Taoist priests after her lovemaking with Yang Guo

. The priest, who had just addressed her as "Uncle-Master," sat beside Lu Wushuang, his hands caressing her

soft, white breasts. The other priest, also addressed as "Uncle-Master," parted her legs,

stroking attempting to slip his fingers between her legs.
"What a despicable scoundrel!"
Unlike his detached observation when witnessing Xiaolongnu's secret rendezvous with Yin Zhiping, Yang Guo, having just spent a night with his beloved,

had no intention of spying again. He knew these two Taoist priests were not the same

Yin Zhiping .
Yang Guo, who already disliked Taoist priests, saw that the two of them actually wanted to possess Lu Wushuang's body,

and thrust his sword in.
"Damn it! Uncle, dodge quickly!"
Seeing the white-robed youth suddenly thrust, Ji Qingxu panicked and jumped out of the window.

His uncle, however, was focused on Lu Wushuang's private parts and couldn't dodge in time. Yang Guo slashed at his shoulder

, tearing off a piece of flesh.
"Ah! You brat!"
The injured Cui Zhifang was a third-generation disciple of Chongyang Palace, of the same generation as Yang Guo's original master, Zhao Zhijing. His

martial arts were originally high, and it would have been fine if they had fought head-on, but because of this, he was slashed on the shoulder by Yang Guo

. It really proved the old saying that lust is a steel knife that scrapes the bone.
"Fool?"
The noise startled Lu Wushuang awake from her sleep. The passionate night had led Yang Guo to

reveal his name to her, but the word "fool" was already ingrained in her mind. In that subconscious moment,

Lu Wushuang called out and sat up.
What stunned Lu Wushuang, still somewhat dazed from the night's pleasure and exhaustion

, was that her beloved was wielding his sword, having just chased away a Taoist priest. Looking

down her, Lu Wushuang stared blankly for a few moments after sitting up, then suddenly realized she

wasn't wearing any clothes.
"Ah!"
A shy cry rang out as Lu Wushuang quickly pulled the blanket up to cover herself. Yang Guo

stepped in front of her and pulled her into his arms. Lu Wushuang gasped, "What happened

?"
Yang Guo gently held her close, his longsword still stained with blood.

He kissed Lu Wushuang's forehead and said, "Those two Taoist priests had ill intentions towards you, so I

chased them away."
Lu Wushuang's body went limp in Yang Guo's arms. After

a few weak moans, she suddenly slapped Yang Guo across the face.
This time, she didn't use any force. Lu Wushuang angrily said to Yang Guo, "You stupid

idiot , you really are a fool! I lost my

virginity to you last night, and this morning you let another man touch me! Do you want me to kill you with this? Huh? You stupid idiot!

"
The last few sentences, under Yang Guo's silly smile, turned into a joking tone. Lu

Wushuang patted his chest several times with her jade-like hand, but it still wasn't enough to vent her anger. She actually drew her

curved sword from the side, placed it on her lap, and gently patted her palm, looking accusatory.
"So, you let me be touched by another man the very morning after I lost my virginity to you.

Shouldn't you make amends to me?"
Lu Wushuang naturally felt the touch on her chest and legs. Having been touched by those two Taoist priests,

she was understandably uneasy and used this expression to hide it.
"My good wife."
Fortunately, Yang Guo wasn't one of those moralistic types. Although he hadn't thought much about Lu Wushuang's situation at the moment

, a closer look would reveal that his anger was mainly focused
on the word "Taoist priests," and he didn't really care about Lu Wushuang being touched.
So Yang Guo said to the person in his arms, "How about I find seventeen or eighteen of those

Taoist priests to vent your anger for you? I'll have you chop off their hands and see if they

dare have any ill intentions. What do you say?"
After Yang Guo finished speaking with a smile, he rubbed his lips against her ear. Lu Wushuang's

anxious heart calmed down a little. She
said to Yang Guo, "Hey, you..." But Lu Wushuang couldn't open her mouth. Since Yang Guo hadn't directly mentioned that her body had been touched

, why should she bother with that?
Thinking this, Lu Wushuang immediately changed her words: "...I'm hungry."
Yang Guo was immediately warmed by Lu Wushuang's cute pout, and

said , "I've asked the innkeeper to prepare some food for us, it should be served soon.

"
He then helped Lu Wushuang change her clothes, during which the girl kept pinching and

twisting giving him a very unfriendly look.
Yang Guo didn't think much of it, assuming that Lu Wushuang was simply

angry because "the man didn't protect her properly, and the woman was being taken advantage of by the Taoist priest,"
so he patiently let her weak hands ravage her body.
Before long, the waiter brought the food and wine.
The small shop wasn't very busy, so the food was just average, but neither of them

were spoiled , so they ate happily.
After a short while, the two finished their meal and rode away. Unlike before,

Lu Wushuang naturally and happily pressed her body against Yang Guo's.
Having already consummated their relationship with her beloved, Lu Wushuang felt her heart had found its home. She nestled

her head against Yang Guo's back, laughing silently the whole way. After
traveling a short distance, remembering what her mother had told her when she was a child—that a girl's

body would linger for a moment after her first intimate encounter with a man
—and thinking of the passionate night they had shared, the two

rested . Just then, a horse suddenly neighed loudly.
Lu Wushuang turned around and saw two old beggars walking side by side at the corner of the road.
Yang Guo noticed two more people peeking out from behind the mountain corner before quickly retreating. It was Shen Zhifan and Ji Qingxu. He understood

immediately: "So those stinking Taoists went to inform those beggars. There's bound to be another fight

."
Yang Guo immediately cupped his hands and said, "Two beggars, you…"
Before he could finish, one of the beggars, with a booming voice, said, "Come on, let's go to

the Elder to settle this."
Yang Guo thought, "These two old beggars carry eight bags; their martial arts must be quite formidable."
The two were none other than the Eight-Bag Beggars of the Beggar Clan. Seeing that Yang Guo and Lu Qi were both under twenty, yet

they had defeated four four-bag disciples and three five-bag disciples, they suspected there was more to the story.
For a moment, they dared not act rashly.
As both sides hesitated, a golden bell rang from the northwest, its tinkling, melodious notes flowing lightly and pleasantly.

It was Li Mochou, the Red-Lian Fairy, riding her flowery donkey.
In a moment, the bell rang closer.
Yang Guo thought, "I can't beat Li Mochou. I have to hurry and make my way out."
With that thought, Yang Guo strode forward.
Seeing his unsteady gait, the two beggars, seemingly ignorant of martial arts, each reached out their right hands to grab him.
Yang Guo struck out with his right palm, colliding with their hands.
The beggars possessed powerful internal energy, while Yang Guo's moves were skillful. After Yang Guo neutralized their palm strikes, both sides were secretly

surprised . In that
short time, Li Mochou had already arrived in front of them. It turned out that Yang Guo and Lu Wushuang were dressed as Taoist priests, whom Yang Guo had found next to the inn. 　　And Li Mochou, coincidentally, wanted to test Yang Guo's Quanzhen Sect kung fu. 　　Although she had temporarily concealed her suspicions by fighting the two beggars, Li Mochou still harbored doubts . 　　Helpless, Yang Guo began to tell a story. 　　Yang Guo said, "Just now, my junior brother and I were resting by the roadside when we saw that girl fighting with three beggars. One beggar was slashed by the girl, but two more beggars came, and the girl was no match for them, finally being captured. One of the beggars took a book from the girl's bosom, but the girl refused to give it to him, so the beggar slapped her hard across the face." 　　Lu Wushuang glanced at him sideways. Yang Guo knew that Lu Wushuang was frightened, so he deliberately asked her, "Junior brother, don't you think this is infuriating? That girl was groped by several beggars, she suffered a great loss, did n't she ?" 　　This was actually about what happened in the inn. Thinking of the strange sensations she had felt at the time , Lu Wushuang suddenly felt a shy excitement. She lowered her head, her face really red , and in front of Li Mochou, she could only say "Mmm." 　　At this point, the sound of hooves echoed from behind the mountain, and a large troop of soldiers emerged, their imposing presence a testament to their power. It turned out to be a Mongol army. 　　After the troop passed, Li Mochou brushed the dust kicked up by the galloping horses from her clothes with her whisk. 　　Then, with a half-smile, she tried to exchange blows with Yang Guo. 　　This fight was truly intense; at least, the donkey was caught in the crossfire and fell dead. Enraged, Li Mochou tried to pursue him, but Yang Guo, with his exceptional agility, escaped. 　　Not long after, to conceal his movements, Yang Guo went to the mansion of a Mongol official to steal horses, and incidentally he teased the high-ranking official, a dignified man named Yelü Jin.

After Lu Wushuang followed him into his room, Yang Guo said, "We two wish to serve you, sir,

as your attendants."
Yelü Jin thought to himself, "So these two want to become officials and gain a better social standing." His arrogance immediately rose. He

coughed and said seriously, "Hmm, learning martial arts and selling them to the imperial family—that's the proper path."
Yang Guo laughed, "You're mistaken again. We have a formidable enemy who's been chasing us

. We can't defeat her, so we want to pretend to be your attendants for now." "Just avoid her."
Yelü Jin was quite disappointed. His stern face relaxed again, and he said with a forced smile, "With your martial arts skills

, these mere enemies are nothing to worry about. If they outnumber us, I will gather my soldiers and bring them here to deal with as I see

fit ."
Yang Guo said, "Even I can't beat her, so there's no need for you to bother, sir. Quickly tell the servants to bring us

clothes to change into."
He spoke these words very casually, but there was an inherent authority in his tone. Yelü Jin agreed repeatedly and ordered

the servants to bring clothes.
Yang Guo and Lu Wushuang went to another room to change.
Lu Wushuang took a look in the mirror and saw a handsome young

Mongol .
He found it quite interesting. The two of them followed Yelü Jin the next day, and three days later they arrived at Longju Village.
Yelü Jin's father, Yelü Chucai, the Grand Chancellor of the Mongol Empire, actually came to see him.
Yang Guo glanced at him and saw that he wasn't very old, with a refined appearance and a dignified yet kind demeanor, which

involuntarily filled him with respect.
Just as the man settled into his chair, two more people entered and greeted Yelü Jin, addressing him as "Elder Brother

."
These two were a man and a woman. The man was about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, handsome and dashing, while the woman was about the same age as Yang Guo

, also strikingly beautiful.
The man was named Yelü Qi, tall and slender with sharply angled eyebrows and a commanding presence. The woman was named Yelü Yan

, also quite slender; it seemed their family had a tradition of tall stature.
Although Yelü Yan was tall, her face still held a touch of childishness. While not conventionally beautiful,

her smile towards her elder brother revealed a captivating charm amidst her robust appearance.
Meanwhile, Yang Guo returned to his room and began chatting and joking with Lu Wushuang. Before long, he noticed

someone spying on them. He immediately leaped out of the house and saw

a .
The figure suddenly sprang to his feet, ran across the roof, reached the window of Yelü Chucai's father and son

, kicked open the windowpane, and jumped inside, shouting, "Yelü Chucai, today I'll die with you!"
It was a woman's voice.
Yang Guo immediately rushed to help, but to his surprise, although the woman's martial arts skills weren't particularly high, her escape

ability was first-rate. What surprised him even more was that the man named Yelü Qi

stopped him just as Yang Guo was about to give chase. This unexpected turn of events left both Yang Guo and Lu Wushuang, who couldn't intervene, stunned.
After Yelü Qi explained, they learned that the woman was a descendant of the Wanyan family, named

Wanyan Ping .
Just hearing the name makes the whole story much clearer.
It's simply a matter of one side harboring revenge and the other not wanting to create too much enmity.
What surprised Yang Guo and Lu Wushuang was that Yelü Chucai actually quite admired the martial arts skills Yang Guo had displayed

. After Yang Guo sparred with Yelü Qi, Yelü Chucai immediately asked if Yang Guo would be willing to temporarily serve as his bodyguard.
Yang Guo naturally declined, not to mention the matters after entering officialdom, he still needed to find his aunt.

Yelü Chucai wasn't angry at all, stating that he would stay there for a while longer, and even if Yang Guo didn't want

to, he could simply avoid his enemy.
A courtyard house, a side room—this was where Yang Guo and Lu Wushuang were currently staying.
The two had been living in this village for several days. Yelü Chucai was busy with his official duties, while the Yelü siblings

practiced martial arts and assisted their father daily. For the time being, there was a rare period of peace, and even Wanyan Ping hadn't

made any moves yet.
In the following days, Yang Guo and Lu Wushuang, having just experienced the pleasures of

love

, indulged in nightly revelry. Yang
Guo would repeatedly pour copious amounts of semen into Lu Wushuang's honeypot, each time continuing until midnight or even the third watch of the night. Fortunately, no one forced them to get up early, so they enjoyed their carefree existence. However, this night, because Lu Wushuang's period had begun, she had to go to sleep early,

feeling .
Yang Guo, accustomed to staying up late, lay on his bed feeling somewhat bored. He quickly

dressed, kissed Lu Wushuang's sleeping lips, and then strolled around the courtyard.
Wandering aimlessly, after entering another floor, Yang Guo saw candlelight flickering in a bedroom,

realizing he had arrived at the residence of the Yelü siblings.
"Why are there still candles burning at this hour?"
Curious, Yang Guo went to investigate.

(To be continued
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