In front of Pill Tower, when the figure of Jiang Donghua tore through the space and appeared in front of Hong Ling in an instant, everything around him seemed to have stopped.
Their eyes met, and a thousand words were choked in their throats, turning into a silent gaze.
The tears in Hong Ling's eyes were like broken beads, sliding down her cheeks.
Jiang Donghua's eyes were also slightly red. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, gently touched her cold cheek, and wiped away her tears.
"Hong Ling... It's really you!"
The voice was hoarse, filled with the ecstasy and disbelief of regaining something.
Hong Ling nodded vigorously, choked with sobs and couldn't speak. She just buried her cheek deeper into his warm palm.
The next second, Jiang Donghua could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart. He suddenly opened his arms and hugged the wife in front of him tightly and forcefully into his arms.
I want to knead her into my own bones and blood and never separate her again!
Hong Ling also stretched out his arms without hesitation, hugged his strong waist, and buried his head deeply in his neck.
Both of them greedily breathed in each other's familiar yet slightly unfamiliar scent.
Jiang Donghua has a faint medicinal scent mixed with the powerful pressure of Dou Qi, while Hong Ling has a dusty smell from the journey and a faint, unique milky scent?
"It's great that you're alive... it's really great..."
Jiang Donghua whispered in her ear over and over again, her voice filled with the joy of surviving a disaster.
Hong Ling just hugged him tighter and responded to his thoughts with actions.
The torrent of emotion washed away the dam of reason.
Jiang Donghua lowered his head, found her trembling red lips, and couldn't help but kiss them deeply.
Hong Ling was stiff at first, and then responded enthusiastically.
This kiss was filled with years of longing, worry, pain and the great joy of being reunited at this moment.
However, this heartless scene made the surrounding guards and passersby, who were stunned by the sudden appearance of Jiang Donghua, momentarily widen their eyes, and then burst into bursts of good-natured laughter and cheers.
"Wow--!"
"Venerate Donghua Well done!"
"Hahaha, congratulations to His Holiness and his wife for reuniting!"
Hearing the noise around him, Hong Ling suddenly came back to his senses and realized that they were still in public!
Her already red cheeks instantly turned as red as if they were bleeding, and even the base of her ears and neck were stained with a layer of pink.
She was so ashamed that she quickly put her small hands on Jiang Donghua's solid chest and gently pushed him away.
"Don't... don't be like this... there are many people watching..."
She lowered her head, her voice was as thin as a gnat, and she was too shy to look around.
Jiang Donghua also realized that he was a little rude, but he was obviously much thicker-skinned. Looking at his wife's shy appearance, he felt even more love and pity in his heart.
He laughed loudly, grabbed her hand, and said loudly.
"That's right, she is my wife! She is the wife that I, Jiang Donghua, is marrying, Hong Ling!"
He looked at her with burning eyes, wanting to carve her into the depths of his soul.
His heart, which had been hanging before, was finally completely let go at this moment!
He always thought that Hong Ling was being hunted by the Xuan Ming Sect, but he probably never expected that God was so kind to him and allowed her to survive!
"Ahem!"
Jiang Donghua cleared his throat, suppressed the excitement in his heart, smiled mysteriously at Hong Ling, and said.
"There are too many people here, let's go, I will take you to a good place!"
After that, he held Hong Ling's hand tightly with one hand, pointed the other hand at the void in front of him, and violently tore it apart again!
"Tsk--!"
A stable Space Rift appeared instantly.
Jiang Donghua gently wrapped Hong Ling with pure Dou Qi, as if caring for a treasure, and then stepped into the crack and disappeared.
Space Rift quickly closed up, leaving only a group of stunned onlookers, who then broke out into even more heated discussions.
In the space passage, Hong Ling, who was firmly protected in her arms by Jiang Donghua, felt the strange and nihilistic scene around her, full of turbulent space, and her husband's terrifying strength that could tear apart space with just a single movement of his hand. Her cheeks, which were originally red from shyness, instantly turned a little white.
She clearly felt that her husband's current strength had reached a level that she could not imagine at all!
Dou Zun!
Definitely a Dou Zun level powerhouse!
And it is definitely not an ordinary low-level Dou Zun!
Think of his status as Pill Gathering champion and Eighth-grade Alchemist Grandmaster...
An indescribable feeling of inferiority and fear, like a cold tide, quietly filled Hong Ling's heart.
"He has reached the pinnacle of Central Plains, but I am still just a Samsung Dou Emperor!"
Hong Ling nestled in her husband's warm arms, but her heart felt cold.
"Is the gap between us already so huge? Am I still worthy of him?"
Once this thought arose, it would haunt her like a nightmare.
The great joy of reunion was gradually replaced by a deep worry.
She gripped Jiang Donghua's clothes tightly and buried her face deeper, her heart filled with complicated and unspeakable emotions.