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

As the sun sets, a brilliant orange-red sunset gradually spreads across the horizon, pouring across the sky like molten gold, dyeing the beautiful buildings with a gentle and dreamy color.

The God of War, Lord Mu Han, stood alone in the center of the training ground, his silver hair dancing in the wind. A faint cold aura surrounded his body, but it could not conceal his extraordinary and otherworldly handsomeness.

He held the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword lightly tapped. Every swing was accompanied by majestic spiritual power. The sword light was like a dragon breaking through the air, drawing brilliant tracks in the air, as if to cut off the afterglow of the sunset.

Liu Qianyu stood quietly under a jade tree not far away, her eyes as gentle as water, closely following every move of the God of War.

Seeing the slight sweat on his forehead, she felt a surge of tenderness in her heart. She waved her hand gently, and her spiritual power turned into a breeze that slowly came out and gently wiped away the sweat on his forehead.

Jun Muchan paused slightly, glanced sideways, and met Liu Qianyu's warm smile.

Jun Muhan looked away calmly and immersed himself in the endless sword shadows again.

Liu Qianyu was not discouraged. She flicked her fingers, and spiritual power surged. The air around her seemed to be given life, transforming into crystal clear petals that danced around the sword shadow of the god of war.

The air was filled with a faint floral scent; the petals were light and soft, adding a touch of tenderness and romance to the sharp sword moves.

However, facing the invasion of these petals, Jun Muhan just moved his mind, and a circle of faint spiritual light barrier surged around his body, blocking the flying petals one by one.

Liu Qianyu did not give up. She waved her hand again, and more petals fell like raindrops, colorful and beautiful.

The petals fell one after another, but they turned into nothing in an instant when they touched the invisible barrier.

In front of the God of War's vast cultivation, Liu Qianyu's magic power seemed insignificant, as if it was not even as good as the power of an ant. Faced with this gap, she felt helpless.

"The War God General's cultivation is so superb that it is really difficult to get close to him."

Liu Qianyu joked, her voice clear and pleasant, with a hint of playfulness.

"The flower god is overrated."

Jun Muhan spoke in a calm tone and his eyes were cold. He then retracted the Xuanyuan Sword. With a flash of sword light, he disappeared instantly, leaving only a faint fluctuation of spiritual power.

Year after year, for hundreds of years, Liu Qianyu never had the slightest thought of retreating. She always stayed not too far away from the God of War.

She knew it was a long and difficult journey.

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On a moonlit night, above the blue sky, the Moon Goddess Youlan spread out her wide sleeves, weaving wisps of cool silver light like silk threads, slowly spreading them over the vast ancient realm of gods.

In the heavenly palace, the beautiful buildings are all caressed by the soft and mysterious moonlight, as if every brick and tile are given life and are sparkling with a faint spiritual light.

The God of War, Jun Mu Han, sat alone on a stone platform carved out of thousand-year-old ice, with his eyes closed and focused. Faint fluctuations of spiritual energy surrounded his body, blending into the moonlit night.

His silver hair under the moonlight looked even cooler and more noble, like the hair of the Moon Goddess left behind in the world, emitting an untouchable brilliance.

Not far away, under an ancient and solemn jade tree, Liu Qianyu quietly stared at the figure of the God of War.

Her face was even more stunningly beautiful under the moonlight, and her eyes reflected the tenderness of the moonlight.

She opened her red lips slightly, used her spiritual power to condense into subtle notes, and hummed softly:

The Golden Mountain is hidden in the clouds and surrounded by mist, and the ephemeral flower lasts for a thousand years in a dream.

The blazing demon dragon breaks the seal, and the immortal king comes to the mortal world with a cold sword.

I will always remember the grace of your enlightenment and walk to the top of the clouds as the flower goddess.

The god of war is handsome in his shining silver armor, and his cold eyes are as deep as the night sky.

She is otherworldly like an immortal, and I can't help but fall in love with her when we meet again.

He waved his spiritual power lightly to send out a breeze, and flower petals flew around the sword.

Tenderness is like water and hard to approach, but cultivation is too far away to reach the immortal realm.

The bright moonlight illuminates the immortal path, and the subtle fragrance conveys long-lasting love.

I hope you will look back and smile, so that we can appreciate the stars and talk about the vicissitudes of life together.

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The singing was like a mountain spring, clear and melodious, intertwined with the silver light of the moon goddess.

A few petals condensed by Liu Qianyu's grammatical power gently fell on the shoulders of the God of War, like the confession in her low singing.

At this moment, the mythical beast Qilin beside the God of War slowly opened its eyes. Its body covered with colorful scales looked even more powerful under the moonlight.

It walked slowly in front of Liu Qianyu, looking majestic, its fur shiny like a mirror, its eyes smart and deep, revealing a power that should not be underestimated.

It glanced at Liu Qianyu, seeming to be both curious and helpless about her persistence.

"Flower God, you have been following me for hundreds of years. You are not tired, but I am tired just looking at you."

The divine beast Qilin spoke in a voice that only Liu Qianyu could hear, with a playful tone.

Liu Qianyu smiled and shook her head, looking at the divine beast with gentle eyes.

"Master Divine Beast, may I ask your name?"

Qilin raised his proud head slightly, his tone filled with pride and reserve.

"I am the mount of the God of War, the divine beast Qilin. I was born with the God of War and I am connected with the God of War's mind. We do not need words, our thoughts can reach us."

Because of her delicate floral scent, it slowed down its tone a little.

"As for the name, to me, it's just a code name."

Liu Qianyu's mind moved and she made a suggestion.

"Since you don't have a nickname, how about I call you 'Xiao Ling'? It sounds both friendly and lively. Maybe we can become friends in the future."

A trace of disdain flashed across Qilin's brows.

"No, this name is too childish, it is not worthy of the power of my divine beast."

However, a subtle change flashed across its eyes, as if it was not completely rejecting Liu Qianyu's proposal.

Liu Qianyu continued to coax her with gentle words.

"You can take on many different forms. You can be mighty, but you can also be a cute pet. How kind is 'Xiao Ling'."

Qilin snorted arrogantly, turned around and slowly walked back to the God of War, closing his eyes and resting, as if nothing had happened.

Liu Qianyu was helpless. Both the master and the pet were equally arrogant and cold.

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Mysterious Frost Jade Pool.

The water of the fairy pool comes from the Milky Way above the nine heavens. It is clear and transparent, yet contains the purest vitality and spiritual power between heaven and earth.

In the center of the pool stands a ten-thousand-year-old ice stone platform. Its surface is as smooth as a mirror and it is extremely cold, yet it forms a wonderful balance with the warm spiritual power in the fairy pool.

The God of War Jun Mu Han sat upright on the stone platform in the pool, letting his body and mind completely immerse in the spiritual power of the fairy pool. A faint blue light lingered around him, as if he was isolated from the world.

Jun Muhan seemed exceptionally peaceful as he closed his eyes to rest. He no longer had the coldness and majesty of the past, but was replaced by a rare gentleness and handsomeness.

His shirtless body showed his flawless chest like a sculpture, his abdominal muscles were clearly visible, rising and falling gently with his breathing.

The silver hair is like a waterfall, floating gently on the water, swaying gently with the waves of the pool water. The sky and the earth merge into one, becoming the most beautiful scenery in this fairyland.

The pool was filled with mist, like a veil fluttering in the breeze, covering everything in the pool.

However, through the thin mist, Liu Qianyu could vaguely see the beautiful scenery in the pool.

The clear pool water sparkled in the sunlight, and the figure in the pool made her heart beat faster.

She was fascinated by the beauty of the god of war, but at the same time, she felt ashamed and uneasy for her abrupt intrusion.

Liu Qianyu quickly turned around and tried to escape, but in a panic, her feet suddenly slipped and she lost her balance in an instant.

"Ah~"

With a scream, she fell heavily into the warm pool water.