The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

Jiang Nanqiu did not answer his question, but turned to look at Ruoli, "Have you improved your swordsmanship in actual combat?"

Ruoli was covered in blood, but he could not hide his excitement, "Master, my barrier is loosening, and it seems that I am about to form a pill."

"That's good." Jiang Nanqiu nodded.

Huang Chen looked at her, "Are you delaying the fight against Jufeng in order to let him practice swordsmanship?"

Jiang Nanqiu picked him up again, looked at his slightly surprised face, and asked in confusion, "Are you angry?"

Huang Chen had no expression on his face, "No."

He turned his head and rejected Jiang Nanqiu's intimate gesture.

"Are you jealous?" Jiang Nanqiu suddenly asked.

Huang Chen glanced at her coldly.

Jiang Nanqiu discovered that Huang Chen's clone was different from the God himself. The God had no sadness or joy, but Huang Chen had human emotions.

It's really amazing.

Jiang Nanqiu didn't force him to rub her face. She leaned close to Huang Chen's ear and whispered, "I care about Ruoli because I have the responsibility of being his master."

"But I am willing to offer you my whole body, soul, and love."

"I long for your mercy and care. You are my only faith."

Jiang Nanqiu's words became more and more passionate. She was deliberately blurring the boundary between believer and admirer, using the human nature of Huang Chen as a gap, trying to enter the flawless heart of Huang Chen.

As expected, Huang Chen didn't say anything, and his tense little face relaxed a little.

He leaned on Jiang Nanqiu's shoulder and said proudly, "The flower crown fell off."

what?

Huang Chen reiterated, "The flower crown you made for me fell to the ground."

His meaning was obvious. Pick it up and put it on him.

Jiang Nanqiu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He picked up the flower crown, brushed off the dust on it, and put it back on Huang Chen's head.

"I thought you didn't like it!" Jiang Nanqiu rubbed his little face again.

This time Huang Chen did not refuse.

The intimate actions of the two hurt Nian Qingxi.

He was injured while saving Jiang Nanqiu, but she didn't even look at him from beginning to end.

He even began to feel a surge of deadly anger in his heart, and he gradually came to believe that this child was the illegitimate child of Jiang Nanqiu and Mo Jiao.

If not, why are they so close?

Nian Qingxi's wounds were shocking. Si Miao pleaded pitifully with Jiang Nanqiu, "Senior Sister Jinxuan, can you lend me the Minghong Sword to heal my wounds?"

The mutated human-faced giant peak is already a demon beast in the spirit transformation stage, and it carries a corrosive demonic aura when it hurts people.

The Minghong Sword was refined from Kunlun Xu's thousand-year-old spiritual jade, and it has a purifying effect on this kind of evil spirit.

"No." Jiang Nanqiu said without hesitation.

On the first day she came to this small world, she was almost killed by this guy's Moon-Slashing Wheel.

Besides, Nian Qingxi never stood by Si Miao once. What kind of friendship did she have with him? Why should she help him?

Si Hexiao was so angry that he almost died. "Big Brother was injured to help you fight the monster. Now I just want to borrow your Minghong Sword. Why are you so stingy?"

Jiang Nanqiu smiled, "Do I need your help?"

The disciples around him gasped.

How arrogant!

But thinking about the last move of the Minghong Sword that Jiang Nanqiu used just now, it seemed to be the case.

Ruoli held the green sleeves, and seemed to be in harmony with Youmeng.

The disciple of Taoist Wuhen, who had previously called Ruoli a traitor at the altar, suddenly felt jealous of him.

Nian Qingxi's heart sank to the bottom.

He looked at Jiang Nanqiu quietly for a long time, and was silent for a long time before he finally spoke, "It seems that the rumors are true. You and Mo Jiao are really together, so you are so cold-hearted and have no mercy on your fellow disciples. You have even forgotten our engagement five hundred years ago."

Nian Qingxi's heart was bleeding, but what was more, was the gradual emergence of disgust.

He was disgusted by the junior sister he once loved, who turned out to be an unscrupulous, cold-hearted and shameless person.

The luck system said in surprise, "My luck value has increased."

Si Miao was delighted, "It seems that Senior Brother Qingxi will soon belong to me."

The Qiyun system breathed a sigh of relief, "If I don't have the Minghong Sword, I don't have the handle. Nian Qingxi and the Zhanyue Wheel in his hand are enough for me to upgrade."

Ruoli, who had been silent all the time, whispered, "Are you talking about engagement now? You didn't even think about engagement when you were being affectionate with Master Si Miao for the past two hundred years!"

Si Hexiao glared at Ruoli fiercely, "Don't talk nonsense, the friendship between the senior brother and the junior sister is a pure friendship between fellow disciples."

Ruoli replied perfunctorily, "You are right."

Si Hexiao, "......"

"Engagement?" Huang Chen suddenly uttered these two words softly.

His followers were actually engaged to someone else.

Jiang Nanqiu quickly comforted her, "It's almost gone."

Nian Qingxi's eyes became even colder.

He was proud by nature and didn't want to be humiliated. He forced himself to stand up and said, "If that's the case, from now on, we will go our separate ways. The engagement is cancelled."

After he said this, something in his heart unconsciously felt relieved.

In fact, for the past two hundred years, he has always been loyal to his heart. Every time he was moved by Si Miao, he would face long-term guilt and torment. Now, he can finally let go of the past and start a new life without any burden.

Just as Nian Qingxi was about to leave, Jiang Nanqiu stopped him.

"What else is there to talk about between you and me?" Nian Qingxi said in a cold tone.

"No," Jiang Nanqiu pointed at the Moon-Slashing Wheel on his waist, "I gave you this when we got engaged. Now that you're breaking off the engagement, can you give it back to me?"

Nian Qingxi was so angry that she laughed. Without waiting for Si Miao to stop her, she took off the Moon-Chopping Wheel and threw it to Jiang Nanqiu.

The luck system was almost fainted from anger, "My luck value."

Si Miao quickly comforted him, "Master said that there is a precious mountain and river map guarded by a thousand-year-old monster in the secret realm. If we find one, it will definitely help you level up a lot."

Only when the system is upgraded can she better dominate the destiny of this world.

Jiang Nanqiu picked up the Moon-Slashing Wheel from the ground and winked at Huang Chen, "I'll go back and melt it into spiritual power for you."

Huang Chen's eyes showed some disdain, "It's too dirty, no."

He looked down upon something that had been used by a fool for hundreds of years.

Jiang Nanqiu, "......"

She looked at Ruoli, "Take it back and melt it so I can make you a new sword."

Si Hexiao followed at the end of the team. He looked at Ruoli with complicated eyes.

He had a strange feeling in his heart, but he couldn't put it into words.

It seemed that many years ago, he had also been so foolishly beside Jiang Nanqiu, very intimate. But later, this feeling gradually disappeared, replaced by inexplicable disgust.

But why? His memory was fuzzy.

Si Miao turned around and saw Si Hexiao staring at Jiang Nanqiu.