Hong Ling's fingertips lightly touched Jiang Donghua's Adam's apple, and her lips were close to his earlobe. The warm breath made him tense up and squint, like a satiated cat, but with a bit of unwilling ferocity.
"If you dare not come, I will kill you from Central Plains and kidnap you back to be my husband."
She bit his lower lip and threatened vaguely.
Jiang Donghua chuckled, clasped the back of her neck with his palms, pressed her towards him, and deepened the kiss.
It wasn't until the two people's breaths became disordered that he stepped away slightly and said mutely against her forehead.
"Senior sister is so enthusiastic, how dare I not come?"
Hong Ling snorted and grabbed his clothes with his fingers, so hard that he almost tore them apart.
"Stop being so glib!"
She glared at him, but the glint in her eyes made the threat non-deterrent.
"If you dare to be seduced by some vixen halfway, I will-"
"Just what?"
Jiang Donghua raised his eyebrows, deliberately teasing her?
"Hit me with lightning?"
"Hit you?"
Hong Ling sneered and condensed a tiny ray of lightning on his fingertips, drawing a circle on his chest. The numbing touch made his muscles tremble.
"I will lock you directly into my room so that you can only look at me every day and cannot go anywhere."
Jiang Donghua's eyes darkened, he turned over suddenly and pressed her down, his fingertips touched her lips, and his voice was deep.
"Then why don't you lock me up now?"
Hong Ling The tips of his ears felt hot, but he refused to give in. He raised his legs to press against his waist and said provocatively.
"What? Are you scared? It's not too late to beg for mercy now."
Jiang Donghua chuckled, leaned over and nibbled on the side of her neck, causing her to gasp slightly.
"Begging for mercy?"
He pressed against her skin, his voice hoarse.
"Sister, why don't you give it a try and see who begs for mercy first?"
Hong Ling's breath was stagnant, her fingertips dug into his back, and she spoke harshly.
"Just try it! Who is afraid of whom?"
But as soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Donghua kissed her so passionately that she could hardly resist.
A few days later, the old man Mo Xuan stroked his beard, looked at his apprentice with narrowed eyes, and smiled narrowly.
"Hey, you're still shy? Aren't you a very capable kid?"
Jiang Donghua was sitting cross-legged on the stone training platform with his eyes closed, as if I was in trance, don't disturb me, but his ears were slightly red.
Seeing this, Mo Xuan deliberately came closer and lowered his voice.
"What? Did I tell you right? You kid can't do that."
"Master!"
Jiang Donghua opened his eyes suddenly and gritted his teeth.
"If you are too busy, why not go to the back mountain to find a monster to spar with? Don't disturb my practice here!"
Mo Xuan laughed and patted his shoulder.
"Okay, okay, young people are thin-skinned, I understand!"
He turned around to leave, but suddenly turned back and added with a wink.
"But, if you are really reluctant to let go, it's still too late to catch up now. That girl probably hasn't left the academy gate yet."
Jiang Donghua A vein in his forehead jumped.
"Can you please stop causing trouble?"
Mo Xuan shrugged, shook his head and walked out, muttering deliberately.
"Oh, today's young people, they clearly think about dying in their hearts, but they still insist on it, tut tut tut..."
Jiang Donghua rubbed his sore waist, grinned and sat down on the stone platform, cursing in his heart.
"This woman really wanted to drain me dry before she left!"
He looked down at his slightly trembling hands, and then remembered Hong Ling's attitude of never giving up until you were tortured until you couldn't get up, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Are you saying that I'm afraid you'll be seduced by a vixen along the way? With this attitude, how can I still have the strength to seduce others?"
He sighed, took out a bottle of Qi Recovery Pill from Storage Ring, poured two pills and swallowed.
After the elixir entered his abdomen, a warm and moist medicinal power slowly spread out, finally alleviating some of the soreness in his waist.
"But, Central Plains!"
Jiang Donghua raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes gradually calmed down.
Hong Ling's family is considered powerful among Central Plains, and Dou Zong's strongest person is in charge.
With my current strength, let alone marrying her, I'm afraid I won't even be able to enter her family's gate.
"Dou Ling? Fourth-grade Alchemist?"
He smiled to himself.
"In the eyes of those old monsters, I'm afraid they're not even ants."
He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning slightly white.
"To become stronger, you must get stronger faster!"
But just when he thought of this, his waist felt sore again, and he couldn't help but let out a "hiss".
"But don't be too hasty. If you keep struggling like this, I'm afraid you won't break through Dou Wang yet, so let's do it first."
He rubbed his brows and shook his head helplessly.
"Forget it, let's adjust our breathing for a few days and wait until the soreness in our waist is gone before we retreat."
Hong Ling stood on the back of the flying monster, the strong wind howling, making her clothes rustle.
She lowered her head, gently stroked her flat belly with her fingertips, and raised the corners of her mouth with a sly and proud arc.
"Hmph, aren't those old stubborns talking about blood inheritance all day long? Let's see how you can stop me now!"
She narrowed her eyes, recalling the absurdity with Jiang Donghua in the past few days, and the tips of her ears felt slightly hot, but she still couldn't help but hum.
"If that guy knew, he would probably be so scared that he would roll off the training platform, right?"
Thinking of this, she felt so good that she couldn't help laughing.
"But if he dares not to come!"
Hong Ling's eyes flashed with lightning, and a tiny arc of electricity condensed in his palm, making a crackling sound.
"I will take the child back to the Jia Nan Academy and give him a little surprise!"
The more she thought about it, the more interesting it became. She even began to imagine Jiang Donghua's face, which was always at ease, with a shocked and panic expression.
"Oh, man, do you think you can escape?"
Hong Ling put away his smile and looked at the outline of Central Plains gradually appearing in the distance with firm eyes.
"Dong Hua, don't let me wait too long, otherwise, we two will have to settle the score with you together."
She touched her belly and murmured softly.
Jia Nan Academy Outer Court, Alchemy Department In front of the lobby.
"Have you heard? Jiang Donghua is participating in Inner Academy Selection Tournament this time!"
One student lowered his voice, his eyes full of excitement.
"Isn't he an alchemist? Why does he come to join in the competition?"
The person next to me asked in confusion.
"Hey, you don't know this, right?"
Another person interrupted and said mysteriously.
"It is said that he was at least Peak Great Fighter before going into seclusion. Now that a few months have passed, maybe..."
"Hiss—has it already broken through Dou Ling?!"
Everyone took a breath of cold air and looked at each other.
Alchemists are already rare, but those who can reach the Fourth-grade Alchemist level at such an age and at the same time have not fallen behind in Dou Qi cultivation, there is no second one in the entire Jia Nan Academy!
"However, even if his Dou Qi cultivation level is slightly inferior, the alchemist's Soul Force and flames are enough for his opponent to drink a pot!"
Someone sighed.
Jiang Donghua is sitting cross-legged on the training platform, Dou Qi is surging all over his body, and the meridians in his body are rushing like rivers, constantly impacting the invisible barrier.
Dou Ling Peak!
He opened his eyes, held his palms, and the air seemed to be squeezed and distorted for a moment.
"Not enough..."
During the past few months of seclusion, he had devoted almost all his energy to the cultivation of Dou Qi, and the art of refining medicine was temporarily put on hold.
After all, in the face of absolute strength, Fourth-grade Alchemist's identity may make him respected, but it will never be enough to make Hong Ling's family take him seriously.
Eight-star Dou Zong!
Just thinking about this state, Jiang Donghua felt a suffocating pressure.
Dou Zong A strong person can activate the energy of heaven and earth with just a gesture of his hand, and can suppress an opponent with a flip of his hand.
And Hong Ling's family actually has such beings sitting in charge! What's even more troublesome is that they seem to be involved with the Xuan Ming Sect.
"Xuan Ming Sect."
Jiang Donghua murmured in a low voice, frowning.
This sect is also considered a top-notch force in Central Plains and behaves strangely. It is rumored that they are good at cold Dou Qi and can even devour the cultivation of others.
If Hong Ling's family really has contact with them, then things will be even more difficult.
"Tsk, that's really troublesome."
He rubbed his temples, feeling a little irritated.
At this moment, the voice of the old man Mo Xuan came from behind.
"Why, are you finally willing to get up from the training platform?"