It really doesn't take much time to get to Liudong Temple from Xindu, even if you slow down, it only takes a few hours to get there. Qing looked at the mountain in front of him, the straight up stone stairs lead straight to the temple in the belly of the mountain, the forest on both sides from time to time under the action of the wind emitted a low rustling sound, as dense as ever, but also because of the dense forest so dark and scary, ordinary people will not set foot in these places, because of this, this dense forest hides a lot of things.

If you want to take the initiative to attack, you don't need to completely seal the magic power, Qing can clearly observe the dragon tooth soldiers hidden deep under the surface of the forest from his perception, obviously these are all prepared to protect the position, but unfortunately it is daytime, these preparations are basically useless. Looking down at the bouquet he had bought when he came here, he started to walk up, his initial plan was to wait until it was dark to come here, but then he realized that hanging out was more boring than sleeping, so he came here early.

On the way here, I bought a bouquet of flowers, after all, since I arrived early, I stopped by to visit the old man, although the last two visits are a little more frequent than usual, but I believe that the dead should not care about these things, because they never complain about anything. It didn't take long for Qing to arrive at the gate of the temple, and he could clearly feel the breath of the Servant next to the mountain gate, but because it was spiritualized, he couldn't see the figure, but there was no doubt that he was an Assassin.

Standing bluntly in front of a hostile Servant without being wary of it may seem dangerous, but in fact it is the complete opposite. The temple during the day is not a private territory, although there are not many pilgrims and tourists, but the people who come to the city of Nuoda will basically not stop, and because of this, there is no need to worry about Servant or anything, he will never attack, and if he wants to attack, Qing will not give him this opportunity. And the person who wants to attack the entity needs to be transformed into an entity, so that the existence of the slave will be exposed to the eyes of the ordinary people around him at the same time, so that if you need to keep the secrecy, you will inevitably kill everyone present, or erase all the memories, and it is really an unwise decision to launch such a large-scale action during this Holy Grail War.

Ignoring the spirited Assassin, he walked in front of him straightforwardly, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand and walking to the cemetery in the back mountain. Without the slightest doubt, the Assassin followed, two meters behind him, which was the best distance to launch a melee fight, but Qing didn't care. The other party seems to want to let themselves know that they can't come here casually, but they have already come, how can there be any reason to turn back, let alone whether they will let the opponent go again.

The tombstones in the cemetery have been completely restored, and the damage caused by the last small friction is as if it never happened, leaving no trace. Coming to the spiritual seat of the woman who had passed away ten years ago, Qing carefully placed the bouquet in his hand on the steps in front of the tablet. Using the power of the Holy Grail to resurrect this woman who died in front of him, this is the only most unchangeable wish in ten years, a wish that has been sealed for ten years, and today after ten years, he can finally officially start to take action! Although it is not known if the Holy Grail will actually be useful.

"Your Excellency is also a temperamental person~" A flirtatious and casual man's voice came from behind him, it was a spirited Assassin, he couldn't show up but it didn't mean he couldn't speak. Qing squinted at the empty air behind him, and smiled casually, "What a strange way of speaking, don't you feel embarrassed?" There was a light laugh in the air, and the other party didn't seem to be angry because of the choking words, "Hehehe~~ It's a little bit, right? After all, the times of life are different. And, are you diversionary? “

In response to Assassin's question, Qing turned his back and nodded with a smile, "Ah, that's right, it's just to change the subject, after all, it's also my private matter, and if you are casually asked by a stranger, you have to tell the truth, doesn't it seem weird?" And I don't have to make it clear to you-----" Looking at the light in the Assassin's eyes, the Servant in the spirit state at the same time moved further away vigilantly, he sensed the danger-----

The Assassin's momentum in the air was a little more solemn, but even this didn't stop the other party from talking nonsense, "Ah~~!" It's so dangerous, just a look has reached a chilling realm, it's really unexpected, can you tell me your name, Your Excellency? ”。 Qing retracted his gaze, not looking at the boring air, the casualness of this Assassin is really unexpected, just like a ronin who lives unscrupulously, but according to his memory, this Assassin seems to be the ronin samurai of this land.

"Thank you for the compliment. As for my name, it's never important, and it's useless to say it. But you're really a person who can chatter endlessly, and you can talk so freely with future enemies, and it's rare for an existence like you to exist. Smiled casually, the green head squatted down without looking back, and began to pull out the weeds in the stone cracks of the tombstone, if these weeds and stone cracks were not removed, the stone cracks would get bigger and bigger, and the growth of weeds was also a sign of the coming of spring, but when spring really came, the Holy Grail War was almost over-----

"It's rare to have an opponent like you, and you don't mind praising your enemies----" the Assassin of the Spirit let out a hearty laugh, "It's a pleasure to be summoned by the Holy Grail!" It's a pity to be lucky enough to meet the strong man in the world, but it's a pity to show himself as an Assassin, and he lacks strength and skills, which is really a regret in this life. The man's low sigh was in the air, not only in his mouth claiming regret, but also in his voice full of regret.

Qing gradually stopped pulling the weeds, slowly stood up and looked at the position of the Assassin in the air, although he could not be seen, but the pure battle intent was as fragrant as roasted golden barbecue! Although this metaphor is a bit vulgar, the strong fighting spirit is not fake, and the clear fighting spirit is not something that all martial artists can have, and the owner is by no means an idle person! If these opponents are ignored, then Qing himself will change his disgust with himself.

He is not alone in the cemetery, and the idea of wanting to compete in martial arts skills can only be suppressed temporarily. Fighting with a master is as addictive to martial arts practitioners as heroin, and it is the best sign that the muscles of the whole body are jumping in awe! However, it is a pity that this battle is unlikely to start, and the servant who looked at the spirit body with deep regret has long predicted the purpose of his trip, and it is impossible to change it because of his own desires----