There was a step on the way back, the time had reached late at night, and Qing didn't have the slightest idea of hurrying. With the end of the battle, Qing is now like an ordinary person retired, and there is nothing left to do, and even a strong body can ensure that Qing has no problem even if he doesn't sleep, so that his free time will become a twenty-four hour system with nothing to do. It's a very pleasant life, but it can't be avoided by the emptiness of the mood that has no end.

It didn't take long for Qing to return to the bank of the river, and Qing looked around for a good place to rest, but to no avail. The river is very wide, and there are naturally a lot of open spaces on the embankment, but the only slope that can be used for people to lie down is the slope covered with grass, but even if you can lie on it comfortably, most people will not choose to lie down for too long, because there may be insects that will get into your clothes and cause the trouble of itching all over your body.

Qing didn't like bugs, and even said that he hated them, but after thinking about them repeatedly, he chose to sit on the steps of the embankment. Qing's body is still in a period of weakness, and the effects of that battle are still present in Qing's body, and Qing needs to rest to recover his body, but it doesn't mean that he needs to rest and he needs to sleep. Just like ordinary people who need to sit down and rest for a while when they are tired, Qing's exhaustion is a deep-seated fatigue, so naturally there will be no less time to rest.

Qing took off the backpack behind her back and placed it horizontally on the steps behind her, so that the place where she could lean against her back was greatly increased, and Qing comfortably leaned on the backpack full of clothes. Closing his eyes, Qing will be physically and mentally silent, the body gradually recovered, fatigue was gradually relieved, all this was carried out imperceptibly, no need to use any magic, Qing also let it recover naturally, magic power is not of much use.

There was no word all night, Qing didn't sleep but sat calmly and naturally all night, feeling uncomfortable, which really made Qing realize how important it was to not live well, and Qing didn't like such a person's life, or should I say I wasn't used to it. The sun gradually rose, and Qing got up from the steps again, and the slow mover was already sitting stiffly, and the bones of his whole body were rattling like fried beans.

Without pausing, Qing put on his backpack and started his journey again, this time Qing needed to find a place to live, but Qing didn't have a clue, and it involved the huge monthly expenses of renting a house, and it was indeed a little unrealistic to find a place where people could live without spending money. But I feel that that kind of statement is unrealistic, and I can directly cut off the idea of looking for it, because Qing knows that staying where I am and sitting will never have a free dinner in front of me, and I can only find it if I take a step forward and keep looking, because the relationship between looking for it and not looking for it is very clear.

Qing walked on the road with a backpack on his back, and the direction of the city was the first to be excluded by Qing. After the baptism and destruction of the Sundae War, almost the entire urban area is being rebuilt and renovated, so that the number of people who want to live in the prosperous area will be much larger than before, and the high price of housing is naturally not something to be considered. Qing wandered unhurriedly on the road, and when the genius was bright, someone who had morning exercises appeared on the road and jogged past Qing.

At this time, Qing was wearing a white shirt, some subtle fancy black leather jackets, and ordinary jeans, wearing very warm, but compared with passers-by, he couldn't help but be a lot rustic, and this dress was very similar to the bad people in society, so Qing was rustic and seemed to be a bad existence, basically most of the people who came out for a morning jog hurriedly passed by without eye contact, and when there was eye contact, those would basically be glared back by Qing Xian's unkind gaze.

Qing finally experienced a bad feeling this time.,It's obviously not a good career.,But there are still people who will be happy to choose to embark on that road.,It's nothing more than that there are no constraints.,You can have fun and find excitement completely recklessly.,As for the deeper things, Qing didn't understand.,After all, Qing just looks like a bad dress.,The kind of explanation Qing got is just the feeling after contact with passers-by.,The rest is where Qing can't touch and isn't interested.。

Walking on the small road far away from the city and lined with houses, Qing kept looking around. At this time, Qing's most important thought is to find a small house that no one lives in and then live in it temporarily, because if no one lives in it, Qing can get rid of the problem of rent, but if the original tenant comes back, Qing should also be prepared to help him clean up the house and sneak away. However, after looking around for a long time, Qing gained the most disappointment. Because Qing sees the most empty land, not empty houses.

It was eight or nine o'clock in a flash, and Qing, who was a little tired physically and mentally, sat down on a bench in a small park. Qing lazily leaned back in the chair and looked at the endless sky, the woman who had hung up was right, what Qing was experiencing at the moment was the same as what was written in the letter, there is really nothing to do without money in this world, otherwise Qing would not need to be depressed to rely on finding a house where no one lives to live in such a ridiculous thing, helplessness.

But when Qing sighed about the world on the bench like this, the breath of the two slightly green acquaintances entered Qing's perception. Qing retracted his gaze to the sky, and turned to the direction of the two breaths, those two people were also heading towards the park where Qing was, and those two breaths were basically mixed with the same magic ingredients. After all, two people, one big and one small, walked into Qing's field of vision, and Qing's complexion became heavy.

Qing was about to get up and leave, but as soon as he stood up, the shout behind Qing was already heard, "Please wait a minute!!" ---”。 Qing stopped, and after a moment of silence, Qing turned to look at the man who called for him to stop. If Qing didn't have a master, he wouldn't know these two people, but even if he did, he would only meet twice.

In the night of the wild goose, she participated in the Holy Grail War as the master of Berserker, and was supposed to die because of the magic power that was supplied to Berserker for battle, but the woman cut off her hand that held the spell and allowed her to survive. Although he said that he had a lot of friction with their side in the Holy Grail War, it cannot be denied that the woman and the night of the wild grail were very good friends-----