The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

She didn't know where Jiang Nanqiu lived.

Nian Qingxi didn't notice anything wrong at all. He helped her back to Tianshan Peak and left her alone to rest.

As soon as Nian Qingxi left, the smile on "Jiang Nanqiu's" face disappeared completely.

Her eyes glowed a faint red, and she gathered spiritual power in her hands, turning the entire Tianshan Peak upside down, as if she was looking for something.

"What are you looking for?" an angry voice came from outside the door.

Ruo Li was just about to clean Tianshang Peak for his master, but discovered that someone had turned the place into a mess.

Ruoli shouted at him loudly, and the man turned around and it turned out to be his master.

No, although this person looks exactly like the master, he is weird.

"Jiang Nanqiu" waved his hand and swept Ruoli out of Tianshan Peak. She was just a Jindan boy, and she was too disdainful to deal with him.

Half a month later, the news that the new leader of the Weiyin Sect and the sect's saint were getting married spread throughout the world of immortal cultivation.

Naturally, this news also spread to the Holy Land.

Huang Chen sat cross-legged on the ground, looking up at the scene in the air.

On the screen was the wedding of Nian Qingxi and Jiang Nanqiu, as well as various shameless scenes between the two.

The God had no expression on his face and waved his hand to disperse the light curtain.

Huang Chen was interested, "Are you jealous?"

The God said indifferently, "She is fake."

"But even if it's fake, you'll be unhappy if you see it," Huang Chen said, "What are you afraid of?"

The God did not speak.

After a long time, he finally opened his golden eyes, raised his hand and turned Huang Chen into a ray of light and took him back.

As the divine light was absorbed bit by bit, his calm consciousness began to surge with huge waves. A surging and majestic human emotion surged up.

There is the scent of peach blossoms from Tianshan Peak, the green buds carry a hint of bitterness. There is the smell of corollas, and also... her smell.

The God suddenly felt a splitting headache. He frowned, enduring the impact of these strange emotions, and his pair of golden eyes gradually turned into ink-black.

......

At this time, Jiang Nanqiu was playing role-playing in the fantasy world of the map of mountains and rivers.

The Mountain and River Map was in tatters before, and the God Venerable was very disgusted with it and did not want to integrate it into the Holy Land. Jiang Nanqiu simply picked it up and kept it for himself.

Willow trees, Buddhist temples, and the familiar picture of a woman setting herself on fire.

But this time Jiang Nanqiu was not a bystander, but entered the woman's body.

"God, please let me meet that damn devil on the road to the underworld, ah no, the man I love the most." Jiang Nanqiu followed the plot perfunctorily, holding a candle in his hand, ready to burn the Buddhist temple.

The corner of the system's mouth twitched, "You don't even have any acting skills to show off to Shanhetu!"

Jiang Nanqiu, "I went into the fantasy world just to kill my soul. I can just say whatever lines I want. Anyway, I will burn myself in the end."

The system was suspicious, "If you consume your soul like this, will the God really come?"

I have walked through this Buddhist temple illusion more than a hundred times.

Jiang Nanqiu smiled slightly and said, "Just wait!" After that, the candle in her hand began to tilt, trying to ignite the curtain.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came without warning and blew out the candle.

Jiang Nanqiu was stunned for a moment.

System, "The God is here."

There was still no one around the Buddhist temple, and it was quiet everywhere.

The wind blew the willow branches, and the deep, steady smell of incense seemed to be earnestly advising people to stay away from lust.

The familiar clear and bitter taste appeared again, and Jiang Nanqiu felt an invisible arm gently wrapped around his waist.

System, "Ah, the God has directly entered the beauty of the ghost of my deceased husband. You really know how to play. I'm leaving first." After the system said this, it disappeared instantly.

The feeling of confinement around his waist became stronger and stronger, and Jiang Nanqiu felt that he was being embraced by an invisible force in an empty yet safe embrace.

"Is it... you?" Jiang Nanqiu asked tentatively, "Suiyuan?"

Suiyuan was the name of the woman's late husband. Jiang Nanqiu did it on purpose.

Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Nanqiu called out this name, the invisible force became angry.

Everything on the incense table was swept off the table, and even the statue of the deity began to shake and fall to the ground, breaking into pieces.

He would not allow her to have other gods, not even in the illusory world.

Jiang Nanqiu's chin was pinched up and her head was forced to turn to the side. Although there was no one around, she could feel a cold and bitter kiss falling on her lips.

……

Jiang Nanqiu's face flushed, and the corners of her slightly upturned eyes were stained with an alluring blush. Her tears were sparkling, as if she was aggrieved, but also as if she was thirsty.

"Do you like me?" Jiang Nanqiu asked.

The passionate kiss stopped immediately.

Jiang Nanqiu shed more tears, sobbing softly, "Since you don't like me, why do you still come to provoke me?"

It seemed as if a sigh was drifting away with the wind. His kiss fell again, with infinite pity. The kiss gently fell on the white jade-like snow shoulder, as if expressing his pity for her and his helplessness.

However, Jiang Nanqiu was unwilling.

She had to make him say it.

She used up all her strength to push away the invisible embrace, and with tears on her face, she thought of the broken statue and made a wish, "I don't want to follow my deceased husband. I hope that we will never see each other again in the underworld or in the next life."

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman's obsession was shattered, and everything around her disappeared.

Jiang Nanqiu opened her eyes again and found herself wearing a red wedding dress, sitting alone in the bridal chamber.

The surrounding red candles, walls, and windows are all covered with red wedding characters, so this should be the environment of the crow and the princess.

From time to time, the whispers of women and maids could be heard from outside the door.

This distance is so far that ordinary people naturally cannot hear it, but Jiang Nanqiu is different. She is a cultivator in the Void Refining Stage, and she can still hear those sounds at this distance.