Mo Qingcheng glanced back, then turned and strode towards the "Netherworld".

Mo San anxiously reached out his hand and took a few steps, but Bai Yi grabbed him, saying, "Don't cause trouble for Madam..."

"But..." What if Madam encounters danger?

"Boom!"

The next second, thunder roared.

Mo San was terrified: "Boss Bai, hurry and save Madam!"

"Too late..." Bai frowned, suppressing the urge to chase after her, clenching his fists, staring intently at that graceful figure, feeling uneasy.

"Hiss..." Mo Qingcheng groaned, "This instructor is in so much pain."

As the fog rolled in, Bai Yi and Mo San's vision was obscured, and they became extremely anxious.

"Let's go!" Bai Yi grabbed Mo San's arm, and in a few leaps, they disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.

A bad feeling rose in Mo Qingcheng's heart. She flashed into the space and decided to hide first.

A moment later, several strange figures appeared in front of the boundary marker of the "Underworld," seemingly searching for something.

"Little witch, they seem to be looking for you..." Farmer's gloating voice reached my ears.

Mo Qingcheng scoffed: "Otherwise, what did you think?"

"Hey, little witch, getting cocky?" Farmer snorted, glancing at Mo Qingcheng before a plan formed in his mind. "Little witch, let's talk about something..."

"Stop!" Mo Qingcheng's eyelids twitched, interrupting Farm Jun's words, and she looked at the water curtain.

The guardian messenger of the underworld?

Oh……

Mo Qingcheng blinked, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

"Bang!"

Mo Qingcheng threw a pebble, which hit a figure.

"who?"

Who is it?

"Get out here right now!"

Several eerie figures turned to look in the direction where Mo Qingcheng was hiding, but they couldn't see a single ghost.

The group exchanged glances and began searching again. They had clearly heard thunder just now, indicating that outsiders had intruded into the Netherworld.

The group was extremely frustrated. After searching for more than an hour, they found nothing and left dejectedly.

Mo Qingcheng yawned, stretched, and walked out of the house. Eating the fruit that Farm Jun had picked, her eyes darted around. "Little Junjun, you're the only one I can rely on now..."

Farmer curled his lip: "Are you trying to fool a child or a child?"

"No, little Junjun, you come out with me, no, I'll take you out to eat and drink well, how about it?" Mo Qingcheng transformed into a wolf in sheep's clothing, her smile as fake as could be, her cheeks almost frozen.

Farm disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

Another day of being disliked.

Half an hour later, Mo Qingcheng changed her clothes, flashed out of the space, transformed into a stream of light, and headed straight for Yun City, the main city where the Yun family was located.

Cloud City is the first checkpoint for entering the Underworld. It is said that the Yun family has special methods to check whether people entering the city are outsiders.

Mo Qingcheng coughed lightly, glanced down at her attire, and thought, "Hmm, absolutely no problem."

The decorations of Yuncheng's direct descendants are known for their extravagance. Farmer Jun found some ornaments from who-knows-where and stuffed them all into Mo Qingcheng's hands, waving them away and saying, "Go have fun!"

Mo Qingcheng wore whatever she could on her waist, feet, wrists, and hair, and held a folding fan inlaid with pearls in her hand, exuding a roguish charm.

"Halt! What are you doing in Yun City?" Mo Qingcheng was stopped by the guards guarding the city, and a long sword was pressed against her neck.

Mo Qingcheng curled her lips in disdain, "Little brother, why are you so rude?"

"Cough cough..."

"puff!"