The Good-for-Nothing's Counterattack: Full-time Spiritual Master

At this moment, a little boy next to her stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, and asked with concern: "Miss Qinglan, what's wrong with you?"

Gu Li was shocked and full of doubts. She wanted to say "Who are you?" but what came out of her mouth was "It's okay."

At this time, another boy pointed forward and said, "An Ci Ye is over there."

Gu Li looked in the direction he pointed and saw An Ci Ye sitting quietly by the river with his eyes closed.

The body moved forward uncontrollably.

(Qinglan's perspective)

Qing Lan saw An Ci Ye sitting there, a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes, he walked up to him and said crisply: "Little brother, what are you doing here? If you don't go home, you will be eaten by monsters."

An Ci Ye remained silent, as if he didn't hear her words.

His heart was already broken, and he was full of vigilance and disgust towards everything around him.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Qinglan stretched out her pink little hand and tried to pull him up.

But just when her hand was about to touch An Ci Ye, An Ci Ye suddenly opened his eyes, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he opened her hand and roared, "Get out of here."

Qinglan was startled by this sudden action. Looking at his own red hands, he was speechless: "Why did you hit me?"

An Ci Ye showed no mercy and said viciously, "Get out, or I'll kill you."

Qinglan was completely enraged by his words: "Humph, I don't want to play with you yet!"

Seeing this, the little boy who was following her hurriedly chased after him and said, "Qinglan, don't care what he does, he is just a monster."

Qinglan stopped and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

The little boy looked around and said in a low voice: "Don't you know? He killed his parents and their entire family by himself."

After hearing this, Qinglan's eyes were not filled with fear, but instead a hint of surprise flashed across them. He exclaimed, "Wow, he's so young, but he's so powerful!"

The little boy looked at Qinglan in surprise and said quickly, "He killed his parents, how can that be so great?"

Qinglan disagreed, tilted his head and said, "So what."

She didn't have any deep feelings about the word "parents". After all, she didn't know who her parents were since she was a child.

In her opinion, it was extremely cool that a person of the same age as her could kill an adult.

The little boy was a little anxious and said, "Qinglan, how can you think like that?"

Qinglan looked at him seriously and said, "Don't blame someone casually if you don't know what happened."

After hearing this, the little boy felt that Qinglan was simply unreasonable and quietly moved away from her.

Back in the magnificent palace, Qinglan walked straight towards Nalan Yan who was reading in the study.

"Brother, do you know An Ci Ye?" Qing Lan asked curiously.

Nalan Yan raised his head, a trace of thought flashed in his eyes, and said: "I know, the youngest son of the An family, why do you suddenly ask this?"

Qinglan's eyes lit up, and he continued to ask, "Everyone in their family was killed by him, right?"

Nalan Yan nodded slightly and said "hmm".

This matter has long been spread throughout the demon world. An Ci Ye's mother's clan has been sending people to capture him, but he has cleverly fought back every time. His strength and methods have made many people afraid of him.

Qinglan blinked and asked again: "Is he wrong?"

Nalanyan put down the book in his hand, his eyes became deep, and he said slowly: "That's right."

If he were in An Ci Ye's situation, he might do something more decisive than An Ci Ye.

After hearing this, Qinglan smiled with satisfaction and said, "Then I understand."

My brother said he was right, so he was right.

Being able to kill so many people is so cool!

The scene changes.

In a desolate wasteland, the wind was howling and the dust was flying.

An Ci Ye was covered in blood and fell to the ground in a mess. His breath was weak but he still showed an unyielding spirit.

His eyes were full of fatigue and vigilance as he stared at the old man in front of him.

"Come with me." A hunchbacked old man slowly approached An Ci Ye, with a look of scrutiny and irresistibility in his eyes.

An Ci Ye looked at him with disgust, a trace of resolute hatred flashed in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and spat out a word: "Get out." Although the voice was weak, it was full of ruthlessness.

"Hmph, if you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink a penalty toast." The old man snorted coldly, with a fierce light in his eyes.

A black demonic energy suddenly surged around his body, rolling and surging like ferocious tentacles.

He suddenly raised his dry palm and slapped it hard towards An Ci Ye. Wherever his palm passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

Seeing this, An Ci Ye endured the severe pain in his body and rolled to the side.

His movements were a bit clumsy, but fortunately he managed to avoid the old man's attack.

The dust that was raised fell all over him, but he didn't care. He looked at the old man provocatively and cursed, "You are also garbage."

The old man's face darkened, and the anger in his eyes grew stronger: "Be good and come back with me, or I can't guarantee that I will beat you to death."

At this moment, a little girl's voice as clear as a silver bell came from a distance: "Where are you taking my little brother?"

"Who?" The old man's name was Yuan Senmo. He looked at the person who came vigilantly. The demonic energy in his body instantly condensed and he took a defensive posture.

A little girl in a gorgeous pink dress came over. She had two playful buns on her head and her hair was dotted with sparkling gems.

Her face is as rosy as peach blossoms blooming in spring, and her big eyes are clear and bright, like the twinkling stars in the night sky.

Qinglan put his hands on his hips, looked at Yuan Senmo menacingly, and shouted: "Do you want to die?"

When Yuan Senmo saw who was coming, he was shocked. The fierce look on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a look of surprise.

He never expected that this little ancestor would appear here, and a bad premonition came to his mind.

"Why is Miss Qinglan here?" Yuan Senmo forced a smile and said respectfully, but his smile could not hide his embarrassment.

Qinglan stretched out her slender finger and pointed at him unceremoniously: "You, get out."

Yuan Senmo was pointed at by a child and told to get out. His face suddenly became very ugly and turned red like a ripe tomato.

But he knew Qinglan's identity very well, and he didn't dare to refute it at all. He could only grit his teeth and said, "Yes."

After saying that, he leaned over to pull An Ci Ye off the ground, preparing to take him away.

"Wait." Qinglan's clear voice sounded again.

Yuan Senmo's heart tightened, he stopped what he was doing, raised his head, and asked cautiously, "Miss Qinglan, is there anything else?"

Qinglan walked up to Yuan Senmo with his short legs, raised his head, looked at him unhappily, with a firm light flashing in his eyes: "You go away, he stays."