All the way down the mountain in a way that does not take the mountain road, all this goes, so that Qing is indescribably tired. Although his body has recovered and his magic is saturated, this cannot erase the fatigue after the desperate battle. Every time you walk on a section of the road, you need to stop and rest for a while, this fatigue from the depths of the body to the soul makes Qing sincerely helpless, but fortunately, his battle has been completely over, with the elimination of the last shadow servant, Qing will no longer be under great pressure in the future, and the oppression must squeeze all his time to use it to strengthen his own cultivation.

Walking slowly down the dirt mountain, Qing may have been unlucky to choose an extremely steep direction, which caused Qing to be careful to descend the mountain, after all, Qing's physical fitness has not returned to normal, and Qing can't guarantee that he will not roll all the way down the mountain because of the slippage on the soles of his feet------。 Walking slowly, passing through a relatively gentle section of the mountain, Qing didn't think much about it and found a place to sit down, there was no mountain road and a steep slope, which had been giving Qing a headache for a while.

Wiping away the sweat mixed with mud on his forehead, Qing slowly panted and adjusted the physical strength consumed along the way as much as possible, although Qing thought about using magic to help him leave this ghost place quickly, but the overloaded body stabbed all over the body as soon as the magic power was running, combined with these Qing chose to rely on killing time to go down the mountain slowly, and the sufficient magic power in the body could not help Qing at the moment, but without any pressure, Qing now has the most time.

After a little rest, Qing continued to walk down the mountain, taking advantage of being at a high place, Qing saw a small pond in a forest that was about to go down the mountain from a long distance, which happened to be in the middle of the forest, and there was basically no sign of a home nearby, and when Qing got there, he could wash off the slimy blood and sweat on his body! For this reason, Qing couldn't help but speed up the pace, although the sun would not rise too early in winter, but Qing did not want to take a bath in an easy place.

Gradually, Qing picked up his pace, rested a few more times in the middle, and it took Qing almost an hour to reach the edge of the pond. This is a naturally formed small pond, about five meters long, is a natural formation of the mountain a depression, the water source is a small stream flowing down from the mountain, the water is very clear not a pool of stagnant water, just a natural formation of bathing ground! However, this can only be a place for Qing to take a bath, after all, the stream water is cold water, and it is the late winter and early spring season, the water can be said to be very cold! These are basically normal people who would not think that this is a place to take a bath.

Taking off his tattered clothes and placing them on the rocks beside him, Qing turned around and jumped into the pond! The feeling of being sticky has been making Qing uncomfortable for a long time, and now Qing can't wait to get rid of that tired sticky feeling! As soon as he entered the pool, the extreme coldness of the pool water made Qing shiver, and the sudden drop in body temperature did not give Qing much discomfort, and Qing quickly soaked in the water and began to clean the blood stains on his body, but it may be because of the cold water, it takes a lot of effort to clean up the blood stains. Fortunately, when the sky is still dark, the green has a lot of time to wash carefully, and there is no need to be too hasty.

Unhurriedly cleaning the blood stains on the body, time passed slowly, Qing's irritable mood during this time gradually calmed down under the effect of cold water, the spirit was relaxed, unconsciously Qing fell asleep----- the sky gradually brightened, the sun gradually rose, the sun shone through the treetops on Qing's face, Qing woke up with an agitation! After all, Qing didn't sleep too deeply, but after Qing slept like this and soaked in cold water, Qing felt an indescribable discomfort for a while, and his body was as stiff as if he was frozen, and it was a little troublesome to move his neck.

Qing himself didn't expect that he would wash and fall asleep, this is all thanks to the fatigue of the body, and Qing didn't sleep well at all, after a simple light of the sun easily woke up, now Qing feels that his whole person is still very tired, and it is still difficult to move his fingers, basically there is no difference from the night! In desperation, Zhongqing sighed heartily and was about to get up from the water, but not far away, there was the sound of Si Suosuo's footsteps------

Qing glanced at the clothes placed on the rocks by the pond, the degree of tatters was basically no different from what he was wearing and not wearing, so Qing simply leaned against the rock wall of the pond and looked in the direction of the visitor. There is only one person who comes, whether it is the breath or the sound of footsteps, who can hear who the Qing is, but he basically has no intersection with him, but since the other party is coming straight towards the position where Qing is, then there is no need for Qing to hide.

After a while, the man walked out of the woods and came a few meters behind Qing, who turned his head to look at him, and the man was silent for a moment, then turned and leaned his back against the trunk of the tree. "At first, I was really surprised to hear the little girl in the hospital crying that you disappeared suddenly, and the forests in the back mountains were also a mess, and it seems that this battle came out of a great opponent." The man lit a cigarette as he spoke, and the smoke mixed with the rising smoke made it impossible to see what the man meant in his words.

"Hehehe~~! It's true that I met a tricky guy and almost died, and it was all by luck that I survived. Qing said with a light smile, and then gradually put away the smile on his face, looking at the man who should not have appeared but suddenly appeared here, "So, Emiya Kiritsugu, what is the purpose of your here, it seems that my life and death have nothing to do with you, and even you should feel more fortunate that I am dead, right?" -------”

Emiya Kiritsugu paused for a moment, put down the cigarette butt he was smoking, and raised his head to look at the bright sky calmly, "Yes, it's true, you are the only person who has hatred for me since the Holy Grail War, and I didn't doubt that the words you once said would take revenge would be false, but I came to you this time at the request of that little girl, you can rest assured, I will not regret what I said, you can come to me at any time, even now-----"

Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at the man, what he said made Qing feel like he had a bad brain, but what could say such things was more of a despair carved into his bones.