Rebirth of the Beautiful Repaying Gratitude: Quick Transmigration and Childbirth System

The sudden impact caused water to splash everywhere, and Liu Qianyu's figure was looming in the pool.

Her perfect curves, nourished by the spiritual water, became even more alluring, as fresh and refined as a lotus emerging from water.

Her long hair fluttered in the water, every strand carrying a fairy-like air, making her face look even more delicate.

The God of War Jun Mu Han opened his deep eyes, and his gaze instantly locked on the figure who unexpectedly broke in, with exposed curves and flushed cheeks.

He reacted quickly, tapped his fingertips lightly, and spiritual power surged, instantly condensing into a set of white clothes, which he draped over himself.

Then he transformed into a long ribbon, which gently and quickly wrapped around Liu Qianyu's wet body, wrapping her tightly.

The air was filled with awkwardness and shyness. Both of them unconsciously avoided looking at each other and fell into silence.

Jun Muhan's usually cold eyes now seemed to be filled with the rippling water of a pool, and had a touch of tenderness.

There was no cold or hot tone, and there was no ripple in his tone.

"Flower God, this is not the place for you to come."

Liu Qianyu lowered her head, holding Changjuan with both hands, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it... I just... like you."

Jun Muhan frowned slightly, and a complex emotion flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Flower God, please respect yourself."

He sighed softly, and then his figure flashed and disappeared into the fairy pond.

Liu Qianyu looked at the direction where the God of War disappeared, her eyes full of loneliness.

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Deep in the chaos, there is an ancient, mysterious and gloomy forest hidden, where grows exotic plants that are not from this world. Their lush branches and leaves are intertwined and form a natural maze.

In the core area of ​​this dark forest, an ancient and evil force is stirring.

Above the nine heavens, the God of War Mu Han closed his eyes and concentrated, sensing the subtle changes between heaven and earth.

His brows furrowed slightly, and a sense of foreboding arose.

Jun Muhan suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"The Netherworld Soul Devouring Beast..."

He murmured softly, and then his figure flashed, turning into a silver light and heading straight towards Chaos.

The roots of the Netherworld Soul Vine are deeply rooted in the chaos, but its branches and leaves spread into the air like tentacles of the earth. They twist and wriggle, emitting a suffocating sense of oppression in all directions.

At the top of the Netherworld Soul Vine, two huge flowers slowly bloomed. The petals were crystal clear, but the center contained deep darkness, like two portals leading to the Netherworld, waiting for ignorant creatures to step in.

The God of War, Lord Mu Han, clad in dazzling silver armor, shuttled through the Netherworld Soul Vines like lightning, sensing the breath of the Netherworld Soul-Devouring Beast. His spiritual power surged in his palms, and spiritual light shot straight in one direction.

A deafening roar came from the depths, and then the ground began to tremble. The Netherworld Soul Vines collapsed one after another, and a huge monster slowly appeared in the flying sand and rocks.

That was none other than the Netherworld Soul-Devouring Beast, which looked like a moving mountain, covered in pitch-black scales and flashing with a faint green light, like the ghostly fire that shone through the crack of the slowly opening gate of Hell.

Its eyes are like two burning lamps of the underworld, able to devour the souls of all living beings and satisfy its endless greed and desire.

The Netherworld Soul-Devouring Beast, which has been sleeping in the ancient chaos for countless epochs, has suddenly awakened today, carrying the will to devour everything and shaking the edge of chaos.

"You evil creature, you didn't sleep well, and you woke up to seek death!"

The God of War Mu Han let out a low shout, and the spiritual power in his palm instantly condensed into a beam of bright light, shooting straight towards the Netherworld Soul-Devouring Beast.

The light was like a meteor streaking through the night sky, carrying with it the power to destroy the world, and it directly struck the vital point of the Netherworld Soul-Devouring Beast.

The Netherworld Soul-Devouring Beast let out a shrill wail, its huge body trembling violently, and the dark Netherworld fire gushed out wildly, intertwining and entangled with the light of the God of War in the air.

The sky and the earth changed color, wind and thunder roared, and the chaos seemed to be torn apart by this force.

Liu Qianyu hid above the clouds, watching the thrilling battle below from afar, feeling a mixture of worry and anxiety.

However, the crisis suddenly came. The Netherworld Soul-Devouring Beast seemed to have smelled her scent and suddenly changed direction and attacked Liu Qianyu.

An unprecedented sense of crisis surged in her heart, and Liu Qianyu hurriedly mobilized her spiritual power to stop it.

But she was just a show-off, and her level of cultivation was insignificant in front of the terrifying power of the Netherworld Soul-Devouring Beast.

"Flower God!"

Jun Muhan called out anxiously, and with a flash of silver light, he instantly appeared beside Liu Qianyu. He stretched out his long arm and easily took her out of danger.

When he put his four fingers together, the Xuanyuan Sword appeared.

The sword flashed with silver light, containing all of Jun Muhan's cultivation and anger, and delivered a shocking blow.

The huge body of the Netherworld Soul-Devouring Beast collapsed, turning into black mist and dissipating into the chaos.

"Are you...hurt?"

Jun Muhan looked at Liu Qianyu with complicated eyes, his voice revealing subtle concern, but still maintaining a sense of distance.

Liu Qianyu shook her head gently, her eyes flashing with tenderness as she looked at him expectantly.

"Are you worried about me?"

Jun Muhan slightly turned his head to avoid her burning gaze.

"Flower God, please respect yourself. I saved you because I am the God of War and it is my duty."

At this moment, Liu Qianyu could no longer suppress her emotions. She suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed his cold lips desperately.

Her kiss was passionate and affectionate, as if she wanted to pour out all the bitter love that lasted for thousands of years.

Jun Muhan was caught off guard, his body stiffened, and then a trace of panic and struggle flashed in his eyes.

He tried to push her away, but Liu Qianyu held his waist tightly and refused to let go.

Her kiss became more crazy and passionate, as if she wanted to completely melt him into her own world.

"Flower God..."

Jun Muhan finally pushed her away, his face flushed unnaturally and his breathing became slightly rapid.

Jun Muchan turned around, facing away from her, and tried to control his emotions.

"Flower God, there are some things I don't want to repeat!"

Liu Qianyu closed her eyes in pain, and tears finally burst out.

"You want me to respect myself again? Or do you want me to forget my dignity as a goddess?!"

Jun Muhan took a deep breath, trying to suppress the inexplicable sadness in his heart.

"The Nine Heavens God of War cannot have any weaknesses."

Liu Qianyu felt as if her heart was torn apart in pain. The bitter fruit of a thousand years of love seemed particularly bitter at this moment.

"I understand. The Nine Heavens God of War is decisive in killing and even cuts off love..."

Pain, coldness, loss, sadness, all kinds of emotions intertwined together and melted into her eyes. There was a dead silence in her eyes, but it turned into a helpless bitter smile on her face.

She slowly turned around and staggered away on the auspicious clouds. The surroundings were dead silent, with only the sound of her own dripping tears echoing.