Mo Qingcheng's cold eyes fell on Lan Shuangqin's face, devoid of any warmth.

"You...you...Mo Qingcheng, you little bitch..." What exactly do you want to do?

Before she could finish speaking, Bai Yuemei rushed up and lashed Lan Shuangqin's old waist with a whip.

"ah--"

A scream pierced the air, and Bai Yuemei's eyes were filled with disgust: "What are you yelling about? You think you're right?"

“It’s not spring yet…” Mo Qingcheng said languidly, glancing at Lan Shuangqin with the look of someone looking at a dead person, then raising an eyebrow with a wicked smile, “Sister Bai, hold her down, we’ll give her a big gift…”

You keep jumping out and making yourself unhappy. Do you think I don't have a temper?

Bai Yuemei's eyes lit up, and she stepped forward to grab Lan Shuangqin's chin tightly, forcing her to open her mouth wide. This was a trick that the Bai family often used, and they were experienced in it, hehe.

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

I love this pose...

Cough cough...

Mo Qingcheng flicked her fingertips slightly, and with a gentle flick, a dark pill flew into Lan Shuangqin's mouth.

The pill melted instantly upon entering her mouth, and Lan Shuangqin's heart skipped a beat. She struggled desperately, trying to spit it out, but Bai Yuemei gave her no chance whatsoever. Not only did she increase the pressure on her, but she also slapped her on the back.

Lan Shuangqin closed her eyes in despair, her heart filled with hatred. "Mo Qingcheng, you little bitch, just you wait!"

With an innocent smile on her face, Mo Qingcheng waved her hand and, along with Bai Yuemei, vanished without a trace...

The two followed suit, blocking Qiao Xuan's path, stuffing her with a poison pill, and then watching the spectacle unfold.

Bai Yuemei admired Mo Qingcheng immensely, her eyes burning with passion. If Mo Qingcheng were a man, she would definitely marry her without hesitation.

So what if she's a woman? Isn't she just as pleasing to the eye? Much more fragrant than those smelly men.

After dealing with the two piles of trash, Xuan Yuanlin and Mo Qingchen, both injured, looked at Mo Qingcheng with a wronged expression. One glance was enough to make them nearly vomit...

The Bai family members almost fainted, especially Bai Tengyu, whose forehead veins bulged and whose teeth ached terribly.

"Sister Mo, wait for me, I will definitely come to find you!"

"Sister Mo, you're such a good person... Waaah..."

Bai Yuemei was reluctant to leave, turning back every few steps, unwilling to part with Mo Qingcheng no matter what.

Mo Qingcheng waved dismissively, stuffed a few packets of snacks into Bai Yuemei's hand—none of which she herself liked—before turning and drifting away, followed by a few tails.

Mo Qingchen hesitated several times before speaking, while Xuan Yuanlin exuded a cold aura and felt displeased. The two of them loathed each other and wished they could kick each other.

Mo Qingcheng strolled leisurely out, pondering where would be a suitable place to rob someone? She couldn't very well come to the Netherworld empty-handed, could she?

Whether it was sheer luck or divine favor, Mo Qingcheng and her group successfully robbed several groups of people along the way, leaving them with nothing but their underwear.

hateful!

Completely shrouded in black, neither man nor woman could be seen, and there was no clue as to who had attacked them.

The next second, Mo Qingcheng gave an order, took the lead in taking off her black clothes, tears welling in her eyes, and rushed out with a look of grievance: "Big brother, are you the same as us?"

When fellow villagers meet, tears well up in their eyes; they've finally found kindred spirits, only to find they've all been robbed...

This scene unfolded at least seven or eight times before finally reaching the exit of the Netherworld.

"Little witch, you're too early. You'll have to wait two more days..."

"puff!"