Slowly bandaging his arm with gauze, dark red blood stains forming a long red line through the completely white wrapping around his arm. Qing smiled and looked at the light blue bracelet in his hand, peeling off a magic circuit from his body and transforming it into a physical bracelet with soul engineering, Qing spent too much energy, and even the smile became weak. Carefully put the bracelet into the cabinet at hand, closed his eyes and lay down on the bed, the tingling pain in his arm did not make him feel a trace of regret.

In order to obtain the most complete section of the circuit, he did not hesitate to cut the arm and the muscles together, so as to preserve the most complete section. The origin of oneself means that oneself can transform the transformation of magic and life force at will, and only in this way can the living body that is cut in the most vivid state and made into an illusion can ensure that the original ability is preserved. Qing opened his eyes and looked at his arm, such a wound was enough for a person. As long as there is magic power, you can transform the life force infinitely, which is meaningless to Qing, but for ordinary people who have no magic qualifications, it is equivalent to an infinitely extended life. The transformation of life can keep her alive-----

Qing opened his eyes and looked at the calendar on the table next to him, tomorrow. Tomorrow is the day of the first month of the new year, and although there is joy outside the curtain, there is silence inside the curtain. At this moment, Qing needs to recuperate, and stripping off a magic circuit is nothing for Qing, who can mobilize magic power in the whole body tissue, but in order to complete the soul project and combine it with the existence of crystallization magic, Qing has spent a lot of magic power---- and most importantly, the shadow servant who should have appeared at that time did not appear.

The medium of oneself has accelerated the dilution of the Holy Grail pollution, so that it can be continuously consumed by summoning the Shadow Servant, although the degree of pollution in Qing's perception has been minimal, but it is still lacking, and it still needs the last push to completely condense it into a whole to summon the Shadow Servant. The longer the time drags on, the more Qing can't guess the exact time, and the monster that appears last will become more and more powerful! Getting closer and closer to the real servant.

Subtly recovering his magic, his magic has bottomed out, but now it is simply in the daytime, and the breath in the city is in a mixed time, so it is difficult for the shadow servant to summon the Holy Grail Filthy magic to be summoned in this state. Sometimes Qing whimsically thinks of finding a leyline to transform magic from it, but it turns out that this can't be done, whether it is the vast majority of the leylines controlled by reclusive magicians, or Qing's current physical mortal, obtaining magic power from the Great Source is tantamount to self-harm.

In a short period of time, it is impossible to return to the strength it once had, but now the most important thing Qing lacks is time, and the patient's life is either idle or idle every day, with nothing to do and no need to do anything. The body is gradually recovering, the magic power is slowly accumulating, and it keeps its own operation, and the exhausted Qing gradually falls asleep. There were no dreams, and I didn't feel any sense of whether I was really asleep or not.

"Uncle? It's time for dinner, aren't you coming out yet? The sound from outside the curtain woke up Qing, and the barrier set up by Qing needed to shout when he was close to the curtain to transmit the sound inside, and at this moment Qing also woke up in a daze, and felt a lot of confusion about the word dinner in his cloudy consciousness. The time when Qing made the bracelet was in the early morning of the morning, and Qing also fell asleep at that time, what Qing didn't expect was that he fell asleep in a daze and didn't even realize how long time had passed.

Qing glanced at the cut mark on his arm, then shook his head and denied that the tissue of his body had caused his perception to be wrong, and it was Qing who was really tired at the time, and it was only reasonable to fall asleep. Qing got up from the bed, and because he slept in a hurry at the time, the slippers issued by the hospital were hanging on his feet all the time. Qing stretched out her hand and opened the curtain, and the dark red-haired child was standing there with a bewildered expression, and Qing opened the curtain and the confusion turned into joy.

"Great! I've been to you between breakfast and lunch today, but you didn't answer at all. Then I thought about coming in to find you, but ----hehehehe~ I don't know why I suddenly feel like I don't dare to open your curtain! What a strange thing. The boy scratched his head embarrassedly, turned back to his bedside and picked up the plate that had been placed with him for the time being, and then returned to Qing. Here you go, this is what the nurse sister told me to watch you eat! “

Qing looked at the serious child and was stunned for a moment, then smiled and took the plate from his hand, "Ah, I know." Thank you for accepting such an excessive request. Qing patted the boy on the head, returned to the table and ate slowly. The kid didn't leave, he stood at Qing's table with a serious face and looked at Qing, who was eating at the table, and was a little crying and laughing at Qing, but there was no reason for him not to do it.

After a while, Qing put down his chopsticks, and all the food had been swept away, and at the same time, it had been transformed into pure magic as quickly as possible. Qing smiled at the young man, the already empty dinner plate could be seen clearly, and the young man was solemnly relieved to see this. Looking at the young man, there was an indescribable amusement in his heart, but there was absolutely no derogatory meaning in it. As long as this child has a request, he will definitely agree to it, and looking at this pure heart, no matter who it is, he will have a good feeling.

However, his desire to accept him as a disciple could only be shattered, but it was a pity that he felt that he could get along with him, and he was at the best age for cultivation. Qing picked up the plate and put it in the induction area, and reflexively returned to his bedside, but the young man did not leave, and his eyes still looked at Qing's arm covered by the sleeve of the hospital gown from time to time. "Uncle---- are you hurt?" The young man's question made Qing can't help but look at his sleeve, he has tried his best to wrap the gauze on the bag, I thought that no one would be able to notice this, but I didn't expect to be seen through by the first person.

"-----Well, that's right. When I was sleeping, I was scratched a little skin by the corner of the table, so in order not to get infected or anything, I eliminated the poison by myself, and simply wrapped it, which is nothing. Qing looked at the boy with a smile, and it had long been a habit to talk nonsense when he opened his mouth, and even Qing showed that he didn't care as if he didn't have anything at all. But is there really nothing? Qing himself denied this. When you don't know when a fight will break out, this kind of self-harm is the same as looking for death.