I, the Prince of Qin

　　Looking at the girl in front, I felt more and more that she was somewhat similar to the original Qianfei.

　　Aware of Mo Zhe's unstoppable gaze, the girl suddenly leaned back and covered her undeveloped chest with both hands: "You, what are you thinking!?"

　　Mo Zhe was suddenly embarrassed.

　　What am I thinking?What do you think I'm thinking?Do I look so much like a perverted lolicon!

　　The girl squeezed her face and stuck out her cute tongue: "Although I admire you very much, even my aunt can sleep in clothes, but, lolicon is wrong! Besides, I am not a character that can be attacked at all! You die early. Got this heart!"

　　So I'm really not a lolicon!Mo Zhe held his forehead.

　　It's impossible to reason with a child!

　　The girl waved her small fist symbolically: "I'm leaving! Really, I have an appointment to run a group in the afternoon! Aunt too, just pull me to run errands!"

　　Muttering about to fade away, Mo Zhe felt that this child was not like the family of the outer gods, but more like a human being. On a whim, he quickly asked, "Can you tell me who you are?"

　　The girl blinked: "My surname is Li, bye bye, dead lolicon!"

　　So, I'm really not a lolicon!

　　Mo Zhe watched the girl disappear in place with a headache, and shook his head with a wry smile.

　　Orleans Castle, restored desolate silence.

　　After a while, Fafnir sneezed, and only the people present could react.

　　"Just now...that was..." Matthew stammered and asked Roman on the communication screen.

　　Roman's eyes were wide open, and he forgot to blink for a long time: "If the records in some scattered materials are correct, it should be, 'the black goat of the forest that gave birth to thousands of descendants', the great mother goddess of countless old rulers and outer gods , Shab Nicholas!"

　　"That person... directly hostile Servants in a group, so that the giant dragon dare not say a word and be obedient, the outer universe sea devil dare not approach, and even the black goat will come in person to provide help... Such a Servant, like this The heroic spirit of ... I have never heard of it, no, it should not exist at all!" Roman's cold sweat did not subside because of the end of the battle.

　　"Anyway, it's a fact that he helped us! Maybe it's just my summoning that's better!" Lixiang said carelessly without understanding the situation at all.

　　Matthew had a headache.

　　But from another angle, only with such a character can unite Servants of different personalities and origins in the long process of human restoration.

　　"Look, what is that!?" Li Xiang pointed forward.

　　A beam of golden light radiated, and the Holy Grail of this era showed a gesture.

　　Mo Zhe was stunned, what about the Demon God Pillar?

　　What about the real shady demon pillar that gave the Holy Grail to Gilles de Rey?

　　After another thought, Shabu is here. If I were the Demon God Pillar, I would just slack off as soon as possible. Don't think about being resurrected after death. The pollution of foreign gods is no joke!

　　While thinking about it, I suddenly saw a beam of golden light flying from the side of the Holy Grail and condensing into the palm of my hand.

　　Mo Zhe picked it up and saw that it was a golden shard, very similar to the one given by the First Emperor, and it should be a different part of the same Holy Grail.

　　Depending on the size, there are a total of seven such fragments.

　　The First Emperor gave one piece, here is one piece, and most likely there are five more pieces.

　　What does the first emperor mean, let himself collect all these fragments?

　　What is her purpose?Or is this part of the experience?

　　Li Xiang didn't seem to be able to see the fragments, but under Matthew's instructions, he picked up the Holy Grail.

　　The first true human nature restoration journey, just lay down and won.

　　Li Xiang felt light in her heart and could only smirk.

　　It would be nice to be able to lie down like this in the future.

　　The golden light powder swayed, and the figure of Joan of Arc on the side began to fade.

　　The corruption of human nature caused by the Holy Grail has been repaired, and she has long since died. As a heroic spirit, she should return to the throne of the heroic spirit.

　　Jeanne looked around, saw Hei Zhen standing blankly on the ground, thought about it, and walked over.

　　"I... don't regret, I don't regret saving France, and I have no resentment about my ending. I did what I had to do, and the rest will be judged rightly by history. So..."

　　"What a goddess bitch!" Heizhen turned back suddenly, and the black flames soared: "You have no resentment? You do not regret? You are a saint, you are perfect, what about me? What am I? They are so despicable, so Losing my conscience, I don't even have the right to resentment or revenge!?"

　　Jeanne sighed and disappeared into the light.

　　Hei Zhen covered her face and slowly knelt down: "...What the hell am I..."

　　Mo Zhe walked over and squatted down in front of Hei Zhen: "Justice that is late is not justice."

　　Hei Zhen raised her head, tears on her face.

　　Mo Zhe said again, word by word: "Justice may be late, but it will never be absent... This is real bullshit! Late justice is not justice at all! A regime cannot treat real people who serve the country kindly. Even if it perishes, it is only logical!"

　　"Come with me, I can't make up for your anger and resentment in the past, but I can give you justice!" Mo Zhe stretched out his hand.

　　Unlike the orthodox heroic spirit Joan of Arc, Heizhen is a pseudo heroic spirit created by Gilles de Rey by making a wish to the Holy Grail. After disappearing from here, whether it can continue to exist is unknown.

　　In the game, although you can see her in the card pool, the game is just a game, and anyone who can sell money can be put into the card pool regardless of whether it is reasonable or not.

　　Rather than disappearing directly, it's better to let her come to Daqin, it's not that she can't afford the salary.

　　Hei Zhen looked at Mo Zhe with blank eyes: "Just...?"

　　——What I want is revenge, or, just want, a justice...?

　　Justice... how heavy are these two words!

　　Heizhen fell to the ground and cried bitterly.

　　Mo Zhe squatted in front of her, looking at her rather petite and thin body.

　　Li Xiang and Matthew looked at each other, tacitly not bothering.

　　After a while, Hei Zhen glowed with golden light, and Mo Zhe asked Ah Fang to direct her soul to Da Qin.

　　The body shaped by the Holy Grail can no longer be used. It is not difficult to reshape a real body with Da Qin's technology.

　　The light dissipated, and a breeze was blowing in front of Mo Zhe.

　　Mo Zhe stood up: "Okay, it's time for me to go back."

　　Lixiang leaned over and looked left and right: "But you don't have that kind of light on you?"

　　It's not back to Valhalla... Mo Zhe rubbed her hair: "I'll help you this time, next time it won't be so easy, don't take lying down as the norm... Master." After speaking, he smiled happily laugh.

　　Lixiang covered her head with her hands and grabbed Mo Zhe's hand: "It's okay, I will still summon you, I have confidence in my character!"

　　Hey, from frugality to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality is difficult!Being spoiled is no joke!

　　Mo Zhe couldn't imagine Lixiang becoming a waste master who could only lie down and win.

　　He waved his hand: "Let's go."

　　Regardless of the rest, he said to Ah Fang, "E Fang, go back to Earth!"

Chapter 193 Chapter Twelve Hello Mapo Tofu

　　When Mo Zhe returned to Earth, Lin Shi was still confinement, and the family was busy as usual.

　　After a while, Lin Shi found out in despair that he had gained weight.

　　Fat.

　　Fat.

　　The confinement period of the Great Celestial Dynasty is deeply influenced by the habits left over from the past when there was insufficient food and clothing.

　　Because pregnancy and childbirth are extremely physically demanding, girls who have just given birth must take good care of them. A little illness can easily develop into a major problem, especially when malnutrition was common throughout the country in the past.

　　But modern times are different. When things reach the level of neuroticism, they will go to extremes.

　　I can't even go out the door, I can't wash my head, I lie down like a pig every day, except sleep, eat, and play games at most.

　　Even the imperial physicians of Daqin were suggesting that Concubine Lin (Lin Shi had not agreed to seal the concubine, but inside Daqin, privately, they called her concubine very tacitly) to go out for a walk.

　　Helpless, the two old people will not let them die. What scientific reasoning, what medical common sense, what expert opinions, if you don't listen to it, you just don't listen to it!

　　The concept of the previous generation, ten cows can't pull it back!

　　Mo Zhe was also helpless, he couldn't issue an imperial decree to force the two old people to change their minds, right?

　　Besides, they don't know who they are yet.

　　In the evening, Lin Shi secretly went to take a shower and shower, and snuck into the bed fragrantly.

　　The little princess was sleeping in the crib next to her.

　　Lin Shi had read a lot of books on childcare, lost sleep and food, worked harder than in the college entrance examination, and learned a lot of refreshing common sense.

　　For example, a newborn baby cannot sleep in the same bed as its mother.

　　why?

　　It's not a joke: because the chest will suffocate.

　　Mo Zhe also burrowed in, the warm aroma, with the unique sweetness of Lin Shi, plus a little bit of the recently added milky fragrance, rushed into the nose.

　　Lin Shi covered his body in the dim light.

　　Lying on his side, his chest pressed against the bed, the two extremely plump and plump flowers overlapped, squeezing and expanding each other, and the arms could not stop them at all.

　　The dark ditch can literally bury a person in it.

　　Big again.

　　Mo Zhe couldn't help stunned.

　　"What are you doing, you haven't seen a wife who has given birth before?" Lin Shi raised the corner of his eyes.

　　Mo Zhe said he had never seen it.

　　Lin Shi gestured to the side with his eyes, the little princess's white and tender face was facing the head of the bed, and her snoring sound was like ripples on the calm lake.

　　It's okay, there is magic in this world.

　　Mo Zhe used the bed as a range to isolate the sound and vibration, and then stretched out Lin Shi's arm.

　　Lin Shi symbolically resisted.