Chapter 15; Restore Memory

Not to mention the pressure emanating from several leaders present, Billy's covelation made Billy slightly throb, and somehow he committed the taboo of this group of people.

Han Bai knew some of the small movements of the people present, but he did not feel disgusted, and there was a feeling of not vomiting in it.

He finally saw that this foreign boy named Billy should be a little interesting to the other party Wanqing. Han Bai is no longer the angry boy in those years. He knows how to control his emotions. At least, he wants to figure out Fang Wanqing's will.

"Wanqing, it doesn't matter if you really lose your memory and don't remember me. I believe you will remember it one day. Even if you really can't remember it, don't worry, there is a person, Han Bai, who will change his love for you in this life."

Softness was like pulling Fang Wanqing's little hand in front of the water. Han Bai saw that she did not resist, but there was a confusion in his eyes. I couldn't help but be secretly happy, and then said, "Stay by my side in the future, okay? We won't be separated, okay?"

Fang Wanqing nodded dullly. At this time, her mind was full of chaos, and countless wrong shadows crossed her eyes. She didn't know that this was a dream, or... All this is a dream.

"Wanqing!"

Han Bai happily pulled her hand and was about to hold Fang Wanqing in her arms. Unexpectedly, the black light flashed in her eyes, and the powerful dead spirit burst out from her body. Since she had shocked Han Bai's body three steps away.

"Wanqing..."

Han Bai couldn't believe that since the strong demon spirit of death just now burst out from Fang Wanqing, he looked at Fang Wanqing's temperament and suddenly changed into a person. The first thing he thought of was the west wind enemy.

The fists were tightly pinched, and Han Bai hated the sky. The enemy of the west wind must be the enemy of the west wind. It was the west wind enemy who turned Wanqing into this.

Thinking of the immortal enemy of the west wind, Han Bai only has this explanation to explain Fang Wanqing, who is standing on the side like an evil spirit at this moment.

"I'm Fang Wanqing, but not your Han Bai's Fang Wanqing. I don't care how much you once loved Fang Wanqing. Now Fang Wanqing has no feelings for you. If you dare to be rude to me, you will kill him!"

Han Bai stepped back three times in shock. His heart was full of mixed feelings. At this time, he felt the stiffness of the atmosphere. The mosaic came to Fang Wanqing and took out a beautiful diamond necklace with his backhand and laughed, "This must be Miss Fang. I am Xiaobai's good brother mosaic. He is not often in my ear. Mention you. Sister-in-law, when we met for the first time, my younger brother didn't prepare any good gifts in a hurry. There is a gadget here. You can take it and play with it. After saying that, he handed over the diamond necklace. Originally, he thought that Fang Wanqing would take it with joy and joy like an ordinary girl. The mosaic only felt a cold chill shot with Fang Wanqing's eyes, and Sofir exclaimed in his ear, "Be careful!" His body was almost pulled aside by Deng Hui, and he saw the position he had just stood, since there was a scorched and smoking pit.

"This..."

The mosaic pulled Sofir to his side with an angry face and asked her not to act rashly. After all, this is Han Bai's feelings, and it is difficult for anyone to get involved.

Oh...

A dragon roared!

The necromancer released by Fang Wanqing disturbed the dragon knights in the sky. The flying dragons of these knights** have been killed all the way from the heavy army of death, and they have a keen sense of the necromancer, the breath of the underworld and the energy of foreign beasts. Finally, a sky knight couldn't stop the mount**, and suddenly a fire wave spewed out from the mouth of a flying dragon, and the target was Wanqing at the bottom.

"Hmm, a little bug dares to be wild in front of this girl and look for death!"

With a cold shout, Fang Wanqing raised her eyebrows and waved a black light away. Since the flame was extinguished, Yu Wei hit the huge body of the flying dragon and howled. The flying dragon circled weakly in the sky for several times. His body fell down like a green onion and fell to the ground heavily, as angry as if it were spinning.

"Demon, how can you trample on the glory of the Sky Knights!"

The life and death of his men were not clear. Thomas's eyes were cracked and he shook his gun. ** The golden dragon looked up to the sky and roared angrily, turning into a dark shadow. The three human dragon guns were combined, and the powerful gas machine instantly locked Fang Wanqing. This was an angry blow of the semi-saint strongman. The momentum was about to stop it, but Fang Wanqing took the lead and flicked his fingers. Three spirits compressed into a strong black ball burst and hit Thomas. Since his gun was broken, the tiger's mouth was shaken and numb, ** the golden dragon was even more injured. Seriously, he was hit in the abdomen by a dead black ball, opened his mouth and spewed a blood fog, which fell straight down. Fortunately, a mosaic used spiritual power to take over the two, and quickly fed them with a large amount of elixir to control their injuries, which did not inspire a deeper hatred of the Sky Knights.

"Wanqing, why did you become like this, no... Don't do it." Han Bai saw that Fang Wanqing's demon spirit was getting stronger and stronger, his dark hair slowly turned into a strange blue, and his eyes were even more black. Since he was ready to take action at the dragon knight in the sky.

Hesitantly, Han Bai stood still and didn't know what to do. He... I don't want Wanqing to take action.

And Han Bai's brother, Deng Hui and Mosaic were not Fang Wanqing's opponents at all. Even if they were willing or powerless, they could only shoot down a flying dragon between Fang Wanqing's fingers and sprinkled a lot of elixir to kill people.

The scene gradually got out of control. Fang Wanqing shot down more than 100 sky knights, and her target turned to the ancient martial arts disciples. Her face was expressionless, and the dead spirit surged crazily, trying to kill those disciples. However, the head here was not a vegetarian. He injured more than a dozen people. The patriarch of Xuantian was angry and was waiting to draw his sword to kill demons, but he was held down by Master Xuanji and wink at Han Bai.

From the conversation between the two just now, everyone already knew that Han Bai had an unclear relationship with this "demon girl". At this time, Han Bai was in the limelight and was in charge of the hall of merit. The major leaders had scruples and avoided it repeatedly, which made Fang Wanqing even more fierce. With a delicate shout, the dead spirit turned into countless souls of resentment and dispersed. On the spot, he grabbed a poor purple gold man, bitten by hundreds of ghosts, separated his flesh and blood on the spot and turned into white bones.

"My son!"

The owner of Zijin Gate roared, his eyes were wide open, his fists clenched, and he stood still with excitement. His appearance was sighing in the eyes of the leaders. Only the head of Xuantian Jianzong, who had a good relationship with Zijin Sect, sneered at him. He knew that the master of Zijin Sect had no children under his knees. The man's body was just an ordinary disciple. This work was just to settle accounts with Han Bai after autumn.

This Xuantianjian suzerain is the cold and endless father on the Tongtian chain. He is also a lively master with vicious methods. He saw the opportunity to quietly let several ordinary disciples of the sect die tragically at Fang Wanqing's hands. It has pioneered, such as the leader of the Mora Sect, which is even more magical. Since the use of fascination has caused several disciples to die, for a while, since there were large-scale casualties on the Zen platform, the blood flowed into a river!

"Wanqing, don't hurt others. A gentleman is like a dragon, incarnate into a saint, holy benevolence and righteousness, town!"

Junmo roared, and a red light rose to the sky. Since it was a red sky sword, it crossed a sharp edge in the sky and spread the word "town" and pressed it on Fang Wanqing's head.

"Dead and silent spring, I'm sleepy!"

The black stagnant water suddenly came from the sky, bounced Junmo's red sky sword aside, and enveloped Fang Wanqing in it.

The body was trapped, Fang Wanqing was crazy, and black silk thread shot out of her eyebrows, trying to break the dead quiet spring. At this time, Han Bai took a step faster and rushed into the silent spring of death. A trace of firmness flashed in his eyes. Since he opened his arms, he held Fang Wanqing in his arms and let the deadly demons break out to rage in his body.

"Brother!"

"Xiao Bai!"

Han Bai's behavior shocked Deng Hui and Mosaic. He was about to take action, but he heard Han Bai endure the severe pain and trembled, "Don't come here! Xiaohui, mosaic, after... I will go to the Temple of Light the day after tomorrow, and this is up to you to deal with the aftermath.

The colorful wings unfolded from behind Han Bai, tolerant him and Fang Wanqing, turning into a glow since it fell to the cliff of Mount Tai.

"Wanqing, do you remember that the zombie cave, you used the source of life for me?"

"Wanqing, do you still remember our first meeting at Xinye Bar?"

"Wanqing, do you remember? I once said that you are very important in my heart."

"Wanqing, do you remember that you want me to watch the stars with you, travel around the world, eat all the delicious food, and play all the fun things?"

"I'm Han Bai and Wanqing. I miss you so much. Do you know that I really miss you?"

He fell into the cliff of Mount Tai with Fang Wanqing in his arms. The whistling wind came from Han Bai's ear, and his heart rolled like a stormy wave.

In the past, Fang Wanqing and Fang Wanqing passed by one by one like a white cloud dog. Thinking of the smiling face as warm as sunshine and those firm eyes, Han Bai couldn't help subconsciously tightening Fang Wanqing in his arms. Even if Fang Wanqing's body was extremely cold at this time and the dead spirit wrapped around him was so domineering, Han Bai still couldn't let go of it. He wanted to hold the girl in his arms all his life until he was old.

Quietly, the dead and silent spring, the eight wilderness and the demon disaster, the light divine fire, the power of faith, and the power of natural disasters, including the wind power transformed by Fang Wanqing's essence, slowly penetrated into Fang Wanqing's body and followed the dead demon gas and milk in her body. Integrate and merge into one.

At this time, Fang Wanqing, since Han Bai hugged her and jumped off the cliff, the wide embrace, familiar taste and closeness made the vague memory in her mind gradually clear.

"My name is Fang Wanqing!"

Fang Wanqing didn't know why such an idea suddenly came to her. Her memories were overlapping. Not only did she have all kinds of past with Han Bai, but also the memory of another soul appeared on the surface.

"My name is Maclans, and I am the daughter of the Necromancer. I didn't want to accept this identity, but unfortunately the fate... I can't resist."

"Apollo, Apollo, go, leave me alone, when you crowned the king of the gods, I... I will always wait for you..."

The huge memory that suddenly appeared in her mind made Fang Wanqing have a headache. When a drop of coldness quietly fell on her eyebrows, a coldness dispelled the pain. When she opened her eyes and saw the familiar face looking at herself, her heart beat so fast.

"Han.... Han Bai..."

Fang Wanqing shouted softly. Seeing Han Bai's dull appearance, he was full of joy. He turned around and hugged him tightly and cried, "Xiao Bai, I miss you so much. I miss you so much. I had a long dream. I dreamed that I killed a lot of people."

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