I, Xianyue, Qin Shi Huang

Because Zhao Zheng himself did not feel any restraint, he quickly ate his bowl of rice.

After putting down the bowl and chopsticks, Zhao Zheng began to seriously observe the Matong Ying across the table, there were no scars on the body, and the whole person was very clean, it was the kind of temperament like a puppet that Zhao Zheng did not like very much.

Carefully took a bite of rice, Ma Tong Ying raised his head slightly, looked at Zhao Zheng’s face staring at him, and subconsciously contracted his neck.

Then a hesitant look appeared on her face, and she stretched out her tender little hand and pushed the rice bowl that she had only eaten a few mouthfuls to Zhao Zheng.

Looking at the rice in front of him, Zhao Zheng blinked, looked at the opposite Ma Tong Ying, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

He pushed the bowl back again.

“No need, eat slowly.”

Hearing these words, a wave flashed in the purple-haired young girl’s eyes, and after seeing that Zhao Zheng really had no other meaning, she took it and slowly chewed the meal like a hamster.

Holding his chin and picking up the freshly brewed Xuanmai tea directly from the side, Zhao Zheng drank the tea slowly, and suddenly, he turned his head and looked at the front of the empty restaurant.

“Hide what shows your head, get out.”

Zhao Zheng’s calm words echoed in the living room of the Matong family, and the air began to ripple as if the water surface was disturbed.

This is a bald old man, his limbs are as dry and thin as a mummy, his skin is full of wrinkles after losing moisture, his black eye sockets are deeply sunken, and there is a disgusting light flashing inside.

Although it can be seen from the appearance that this is a living person, I am afraid that no one will not believe that this is a dead corpse resurrected.

The bald old man had his hands folded and a wooden crutch on his back, and as he appeared, a foul smell of corruption also floated in the air.

He was dressed in an ultramarine and dark gray kimono, and his facial features seemed to be piled together, and at this time, he was staring closely at Zhao Zheng and Ma Tong Ying next to him.

Hearing Zhao Zheng’s words, the bald old man who realized that he was recognized did not hide, and after lifting the technique, he squeezed out a disgusting smile and said to Zhao Zheng.

“This unknown hero, this is an old and old home, whether it is hiding his head or showing his tail, or rolling out seems inappropriate.”

His heroic identity was guessed by this old bug Zhao Zheng was not surprised, in fact, if it were not for the means of hiding the aura or spiritualization, the powerful and far more modern mystery of the heroic spirit allows any magician to recognize the heroic spirit after the initial stunned.

Although it was a little surprised that the Holy Grail War had not officially begun, the heroic spirit was summoned out of the Tong Dirty Inkstone, but it would not be particularly surprised, this was just an ordinary means, and it was not unusual except that the requirements for the magic power of the Imperial Lord were particularly high.

“That’s right,” different from the arrogance in his previous words, Zhao Zheng’s irony towards the dirty inkstone was very peaceful, “This place does belong to you, but today, Shu paid the price to use here, so this is the territory that belongs to Shu, and it is really unappetizing that something like you appears on Shu’s territory.” ”

Is Zhao Zheng really the kind of emperor who can live peacefully with others and be approachable?

If so, the title of tyrant will not appear on Zhao Zheng’s body at all, as far as the usual attitude is concerned, Zhao Zheng is not as arrogant as other emperors, and he will also maintain basic order for things that do not belong to him, instead of acting arbitrarily by strength.

It’s all because that arrogance has been carved into the bones.

This is your thing, and Xu also admits this, so when Xin uses it, Xin will pay a corresponding return, so during the period when the return is exhausted, it belongs to Xuan.

What the? You said you didn’t agree to let Xu use it here? Oh, ridiculous, what does his First Emperor want to do, do he still need your consent?

Matong Dirty Inkstone was dumbfounded, Ying Ling has all kinds of characters, clean, evil, powerful, just saw Zhao Zheng’s behavior and style is not the kind of madman who kills without saying a word, in addition to his confidence in himself, Matong Dirty Inkstone will come over.

But what he didn’t expect was that the guy in front of him seemed to be a more difficult egoist than a madman.

However, being slighted and insulted was nothing to Matong Dirty Ink, and it was more important to collect more information about the heroic spirit in front of him.

Through the words just now and Zhao Zheng’s unconcealed personality, Ma Tong Dirty Yan still came up with a relatively important piece of information.

The guy in front of him in an antique robe is an emperor or king.

Because Zhao Zheng said the self-name of ‘朕’, although this title is very prominent, but as a Japan that has integrated a lot of Chinese culture, this self-title is also integrated into the culture.

That is, the emperor, their official documents are also called by Xuan, coupled with the inflow of Western culture and translation problems, to guess who Zhao Zheng is based on the title of Xuan alone, is a nearly impossible problem for Ma Tong Dirty Ink, after all, the Holy Grail will only give translations, not solve the differences between cultures.

“Then, since they all came to bring Xuan, don’t you actually say your name?”

“It’s the old man’s negligence, and the contemptible name is Matong Dirty Ink, and it is the owner of the Matong family here.”

“Ma Tong dirty ink?”

Repeating the name, Zhao Zheng looked at the old man in front of him and nodded inexplicably.

Because there is still a gap between the picture in the memory and the reality, although he can roughly judge the identity of the other party, Zhao Zheng does not dare to guarantee that there will be no butterfly effect.

Therefore, this guy in front of him now is the villain in the Holy Grail War, the source of the tragedy of Ma Kiri Sakura, and even one of the culprits of that Black Holy Grail route.

This is a subjective opinion, that is, this is a simple view with Shirou Weigong as the protagonist, for Zhao Zheng, who lives in the God Dynasty, the way of survival of Matong Dirty Inkstone is disgusting, but it is not to the point of letting Zhao Zheng take the place of Tianxingdao.

So how is it possible to suddenly launch an attack on Ma Tong Dirty Ink, and Xu is not a mental illness…

Looking at Zhao Zheng, who suddenly did not move, and Ma Tong Ying, who was sitting opposite Zhao Zheng, Ma Tong Dirty Yan did not understand what the current situation was, he still maintained a disgusting smile, looked at Ma Tong Ying, and then took a step.

Zhao Zheng’s face changed and he raised a finger.

A tiny drop of mercury shot out from Zhao Zheng’s fingertips, penetrating his eyebrows in Matong’s dirty and incredulous eyes.