Mo Ling

After Chuzheng is suddenly pronounced dead by a system all of a sudden, her only worry in life becomes—spending money. Ever since she gets stuck with this system, her back is no longer sore and her legs no longer ache. Heck, there isn't even a time when she goes out of breath. 
System: Let us set a small goal first and squander a hundred million... Little Miss, stop right there! Don't activate the invincible mode!
 (▼皿▼#) Chuzheng: Can you please explain what is this thing that is leeching off me? 
Random Thing: Babe, you can do whatever you want to me. 
Chuzheng: (touches her blade) In-In that case, I will not stand on ceremony. 
System: Little Miss, please put the saber down right this instant! (▼へ▼メ) 
#LittleMissAlwaysDoesAsShePleases.

Let's Squander A Billion First!

Chuzheng, with an expressionless face, picked up the Spiritual Artifact and looked around at the surrounding buildings.


"I saw it with my own eyes!" the thief gritted his teeth, "You owe me compensation!"


"Sometimes, what your eyes see isn't the truth," Chuzheng solemnly retorted.


He clearly saw her tripping him; how could she deny it so confidently!


Even he, who had been a thief for many years, was not as shameless as she was.


The thief glanced at the Spiritual Artifact in Chuzheng's hand and, seeing her looking around, had an idea.


He must get the Spirit Stone today, or else...


Suddenly, the thief jumped up, grabbed the Spiritual Artifact, and started to run, but after two steps, he couldn't move any further.


Looking back, the indifferent girl was holding the other end of the Spiritual Artifact, and with a gentle tug toward herself, he was uncontrollably pulled backward and then kicked in the lower back by the girl.


Chapter 70: The Pinnacle of the Demon Realm (5)