Killing God Returns as a Nanny

Chapter 874 I want to rise!

Tianbei Province, Suzhou and Hangzhou.

In early autumn, the maple leaves are fluttering and the sky is slightly cool.

Wearing an old-fashioned sportswear, Ye Qing, with a delicate but slightly worn face, leaned against a maple tree, and took out a note from his pocket.

"The number one trash in Ye family history!"

"The No. [-] poor student in Suzhou-Hangzhou University!"

A note, someone posted it on his desk.

Ye Qing frowned slightly, crumpled the note and threw it away.

After lighting a cigarette, he took a deep breath, his gaze became deep.

Smoke as before.

at the age of eight.

That year, that day, it snowed heavily.

His parents died, and he was left unattended, and collapsed at the door of a family.

cold.

hunger.

Like a ruthless knife, weakening his life.

"Eat."

Suddenly the door opened, and a beautiful little girl in a white down jacket with long hair came out.

She carried a steaming bowl of rice and placed it in front of Ye Qing.

"Thank you!"

Ye Qing smelled the aroma of the rice, picked up the bowl without raising his head, and devoured the rice in the bowl.

The food is in the belly, and the body is recovering rapidly.

In my heart, I felt infinite gratitude.

There is a saying that if you receive the kindness of a drop of water, you should repay it with a spring.

He told himself that he must be grateful, and he must repay the other party for his achievements in the future.

but……

Just when he raised his eyes gratefully, he saw the contempt in the eyes of that beautiful little girl.

"Brother, he really ate it."

The little girl turned around and said with a smile.

"Let me just say, these beggars are like wild dogs, very low!"

"Even eating a bowl of dog food with relish, you are born to be a dog!"

The little girl's brother, dressed in expensive clothes, walked to the door with a look of pride and disdain.

Snapped!
He kicked Ye Qing's face, smashing Ye Qing's expression of gratitude, and kicked his body a few meters away.

"Boy, don't you see where this is?"

"The gate of our Ning Mansion, is it possible for a lowly person like you to stay?"

"Today, you should thank my sister for bringing you a bowl of dog food!"

"Next time, if you show up again, I will have someone break your dog legs!"

"get out!"

The ten-year-old boy, with a face full of arrogance and disdain, looked down at Ye Qing like he was looking at a dog!

However, that little girl, with an angelic face, smiled so dazzlingly.

Later, Ye Qing found out that they were members of the Ning family, the first family in Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Known as the number one beauty in Suzhou and Hangzhou, Ning Xinyue.

And her own brother Ning Junchen.

"Ning Family, Ning Xinyue, Ning Junchen!"

Ye Qing muttered these three names, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, his brows furrowed deeper, and his gaze grew colder.

Compared with the Ning family brothers and sisters, what is even more hateful is the person who pushed him into the endless abyss with his own hands.

The head of the Ye family, Ye Qingcang!
It was him who made things difficult for his family because he was jealous of his father marrying his beautiful mother.

It was he who, after planning to frame his father, tried to occupy his mother, forcing her to hang herself.

It was him who caused his family to be ruined, live on the streets, be ridiculed by others, and be treated like a wild dog by the Ning family!
Therefore, he is his biggest enemy!

There is a saying that the enmity between parents is irreconcilable.

A good man, his head can be broken, his blood can be shed, and his parents' blood feud can never be tolerated!
Even if he, Ye Qing, is called a trash and a disgrace to the Ye family, so what?
He kept telling himself not to give up revenge for his parents.

Don't let your parents' corpses be buried in the wilderness where no one cares about them!

He wanted to take revenge on Ye Qingcang, and he would give everything for it, including his life!

Thinking of this, Ye Qing cut off the cigarette in his hand.

Even if the cigarette was hot, he didn't snort.

Just because.

Hatred is far more unbearable than the burn of cigarettes!
"In three months, Ye Qingcang will leave customs and hold the Ye Clan Conference once every ten years."

"This is the only chance I can get close to him, I must not miss it!"

In Ye Qing's eyes, an extremely firm light flashed.

Ye Qingcang is the top three martial arts masters in Suzhou and Hangzhou. It is said that his cultivation has reached the second level of Tong Xuan Realm, and he is known as the inner sage and outer king.

And Ye Qing, after so many years of penance, is still at the entry stage.

So there is a huge difference between the two.

However, Ye Qing is not prepared to rely on martial arts means to take revenge.

Facing such a huge gap in strength, he could only succeed with a sneak attack.

Even if he couldn't kill Ye Qingcang, he would seriously injure him. This was the lowest goal he had set for himself.

However, the Ye Clan Conference three months later was his only chance to get close to Ye Qingcang.

It is also his only chance to make a move!
Therefore, he told himself that he must continue to work hard, exercise his body, increase his strength and the speed of his shots, and strive to kill with one blow.

"Come on! Don't give up until the last moment!"

"For my parents, for the pain that Ye Qingcang brought to us, I worked hard!"

Ye Qing clenched his fists to encourage himself.

"Ding! God's plundering system has been integrated successfully! The host has been confirmed as Ye Qing!"

Suddenly, a line of small dark red characters flashed in Ye Qing's mind.

Ye Qing couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

This is... the system!
I have my own system!

Does that mean that he is more hopeful to avenge Ye Qingcang, and to be ashamed in front of the Xuening Mansion?
Ye Qing's heart was in ecstasy, and a long-lost smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"As expected of the trash recognized by the Ye family, you can still laugh after living like this, I really admire you!"

Just when Ye Qing was about to study the system, a sour male voice sounded.

His tone was full of contempt and disdain.

Looking up, I saw a man and a woman standing in front of Ye Qing.

A 20-year-old boy with narrowed eyes and slightly upturned mouth.

A girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, her big beautiful eyes were full of hatred for iron.

"Ye Xian! I wish Siqi!"

Ye Qing frowned slightly.

Ye Xian is the cousin of his second uncle's family.

And this Zhu Siqi, the only son of the Suhang Zhu family, has been pursuing Ye Xian.

But Ye Xian has no interest in him, and has always treated him like a little follower.

In the past few years, Ye Qing has met Ye Xian several times, so he knows their relationship well.

After Ye Xian shook her head slightly, she said with a look of disappointment:

"Ye Qing, look at you like this, the more you live, the more degenerate you are!"

"You are looked down upon by everyone in our Ye family, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

"Do you know that a boy should be self-reliant no matter what, instead of being self-defeating like you!"

Her eyes swept across Ye Qing's shabby sportswear, and then landed on his stubble, shaking her head endlessly.

Ye Qing frowned and said:
"Ye Xian, don't judge me by your standards."

"I, Ye Qing, don't need to live by anyone's standards!"

After speaking, he turned and prepared to leave.

"waste!"

Suddenly there was an angry reprimand.

Zhu Siqi stepped forward and said viciously:
"Do you know that Ye Xian is saving you?"

"She persuaded you so earnestly, but you don't know what is good or bad, and dare to talk back?"

He was very upset.

Obviously, Ye Xian is Ye Qing's cousin, the little princess of the Ye family.

However, he has been paying attention to Ye Qing, this trash, rubbish.

Every time they met Ye Qing, they would persuade him with a look of hatred.

However, he, the young master of the Zhu family, had never received Ye Xian's care.

It seems that in Ye Xian's eyes, his status is not as high as Ye Qing's.

This……

It is bearable, but unbearable!
Ye Qing stopped, turned around, his eyes turned slightly cold.

Seeing this, Zhu Siqi could not help but sneer and said:
"What? You still want to do something to me? Do you dare?"

"Master, let me tell you, bow and apologize to Ye Xian now, otherwise, my fist will crush you!"

Ye Qing smiled disdainfully and said:

"A dog has the face to call himself a master?"

He didn't want to pay attention to Zhu Siqi, but Zhu Siqi insulted him every time he saw him.

Clay Bodhisattva still has three points of fire.

No matter how much Ye Qing endured, he couldn't stand Zhu Siqi being so entangled.

"you!!"

Zhu Siqi's eyes are tearing apart.

How dare this trash talk back!
If you don't teach me a lesson, I wish Siqi will lose face!

Thinking of this, he raised his fist and punched Ye Qing in the face.

"You trash, watch how I beat you into a dead dog!"

boom!
Before Zhu Siqi hit him, Ye Qing shot like the wind.

This punch hit Zhu Siqi firmly in the face, knocking him back two or three meters.

At this moment, a crisp sound resounded in Ye Qing's mind.

"Ding! The host's attack was detected, and X100 spiritual power was successfully plundered."

(End of this chapter)