The master of cultivating immortals became a god after regaining her luck.

Chapter 13 Pregnant woman ghost
The two of them directly took the president's special elevator to the 27th floor.

"You should go to the banquet tonight, I still have something to do."

Yan Qiao stood by the window, her eyes fell on the distant sky, her voice was a little cold.

Wan En hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

Yan Qiao turned around and took the water glass from him, and looked at him: "The land in the south must be taken no matter what."

"Then I ask Jia to talk?"

Yan Qiao nodded.

Jia, her other special assistant, has better negotiating skills than Wan En.

"When will she return to Nancheng?"

Wan En thought for a moment and said, "Things over there are still close to progress. I should be back in two days."

The two talked about some of the company's current projects, and Yan Qiao's vague feeling about these things slowly dissipated.

After all, she is now the monk who has been in the Cangyun Realm for hundreds of years and has only a vague impression of these modern memories.

The two chatted for two hours before Yan Qiao left the company.

Yan Qiao who left the company did not choose to go back to the villa in Yunwu Mountain, but found a hidden place and slipped into the portable cave.

Because her portable cave is refined from an independent small secret realm, although the rules of heaven in it are incomplete, they can still satisfy the basic cycle.

At least the spiritual energy in it can be generated cyclically without consuming her own spiritual power.

She can also use the aura in the portable cave to cultivate, but there is no complete rule of heaven here, and she cannot break through it.

But she entered the portable space not to practice, but to prepare for the night's action.

Although her soul is that of a master in the Tribulation Stage, her cultivation level is only at the fifth level of Qi training, and she cannot use many spells.

Although Blue Star is not in the world of spiritual cultivation, it used to have another cultivation system, that is, becoming an immortal.

It's just that after the founding of the country, the immortal family has declined, and all kinds of Taoism and practice have also declined.

Those who can be passed down to the present must have a profound foundation, such as Taoist priests, Buddhism, etc.

However, there are also gaps in the inheritance, and there is only a little bit of inheritance left. Blue Star is now following the modern technological civilization.

Yan Qiao doesn't intend to change the system of this world, she will find a suitable time to leave Blue Star and go to Cangyun Realm.

Yan Qiao was immersed in the world of talismans. Based on the characteristics of Blue Star, she developed talismans that could be used normally on Blue Star.

Until the phone placed on the table suddenly vibrated.

Yan Qiao's hand was still steady, as if she didn't notice the vibration of the phone.

Spiritual energy was continuously poured into the talisman pen in his hand, and soon released with the tip of the pen, it fell on the talisman paper below.

Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration on the talisman, and Yan Qiao took back his spiritual power and put down the talisman pen.

On the table, the alarm clock had stopped long ago, it was nine ten.

Yan Qiao glanced at the time lightly, picked up the talisman on the table, and smiled.

Successful.

The woman stumbled and fell in front of Song Shiyan: "Help me, it hurts so much, my child, I'm about to give birth!"

Song Shiyan couldn't help but twitch his lips as he looked at the familiar plot that was about to unfold in front of him.

"I'm not a gynecologist. Wouldn't it be better for you to find someone else to deliver the baby for you?"

The woman only screamed miserably: "It hurts so much! I'm about to give birth! Doctor, save my baby and help me deliver the baby!"

As soon as the woman finished speaking, the baby seemed to show a little bit of its feet.

Obviously, this woman is experiencing signs of dystocia.

Seeing that Song Shiyan didn't move for a long time, the woman shouted again: "It's about to give birth, it's about to give birth! Doctor, doctor grab the baby and pull it out, hurry up!"

But such a scene would only make Song Shiyan's face turn pale, and he subconsciously wanted to take a step back.

But he controlled his body shape and did not dare to let the woman see his movements.

Otherwise, the female ghost would simply give up the birth and start tearing his body apart while asking him why he didn't help her deliver the baby.

Finally, she would pull the kid out of her own belly and stuff it into his torn belly.

He could clearly feel a pair of cold little hands pressing against his belly and stroking it constantly, as if they were nostalgic for the warmth of the mother's body.

Thinking about it, Song Shiyan's face turned even paler, and in his heart he prayed that Yan Qiao would arrive soon.

"Doctor, don't you want to deliver my baby? Do you want to watch my child die? You are so cruel!"

The female ghost seemed to have noticed Song Shiyan's abnormality, raised her black face, and stared at him closely with her dark eyes.

"I didn't."

Being stared directly at by the female ghost, Song Shiyan's face was filled with fear, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

I saw the female ghost crawling towards him little by little with her hands on the ground, and kept saying, "Doctor, please help me, he is just a child, I am going to die."

"As long as you give some blessing to my child, he won't have to die."

The ice-cold hand tightly held Song Shiyan's ankle, which made him tremble with fright, and he woke up instantly.

"no no"

"Doctor, you are so cruel, you killed my child!"

"I want you to pay for your life, you give me back my child!"

The female ghost suddenly stopped giving birth, and flew up from the ground instead, staring at Song Shiyan with black eyes, and two lines of blood and tears fell from it.

Song Shiyan looked at the female ghost who was close to Chichi, and a sense of despair suddenly arose in his heart.

"boom!"

Suddenly, Song Shiyan felt a flash of purple in front of him, and then heard the female ghost's shrill scream.

Looking up again, Yan Qiao landed on the opposite side of him with the spirit sword in his hand, and thunder flashed from the tip of the sword from time to time.

Song Shiyan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, that's great.

Yan Qiao had no energy to care about his condition at this time, and could only look at the female ghost solemnly.

Although Song Shiyan rejected the female ghost's request every time, he would be tricked into helping her deliver the baby after being dealt with.

Yan Qiao held the sword in one hand and formed seals in the other, several yellow talismans flew out, surrounding the female ghost.

The female ghost who was surrounded by everyone was angry. Seeing that the yellow talismans around her had no power, she just thought that she was just pretending like those smelly Taoist priests.

She grinned, and the whole ghost rushed out, but the moment it touched the yellow talisman, the power of thunder and lightning vented out.

"Ahhh!"

A shrill scream suddenly sounded, and the blood and tears in the female ghost's eyes flowed even more fiercely.

Yan Qiao held the sword in his right hand and slashed out, and several blades flew towards the female ghost.

The sharp sword energy was mixed with pure purple thunder, which turned into thunder whips, whipping the female ghost continuously.

"Ah! You stinky girl, I'll kill you!"

The female ghost's eyes were red, blood and tears stopped flowing, and there was a faint scarlet eyeball leaking out.

Seeing that the female ghost was starting to get serious, Yan Qiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he moved his steps. The golden light of Bagua bloomed into a totem under his feet.

(End of this chapter)