Chapter 3; Advance, Holy Emperor City!

Billy is still immersed in fantasy, and the bad luck seems to be playing a joke on him again.

That's good, it's bad luck!

This bad luck is particularly fierce, and there is a momentum that he will never stop dragging him into the abyss.

A slight vibration sounded in all directions of the secret room. If it is put outside, this shock can't be noticed at all. However, you should know that this is underground. Even if Billy doesn't know where he is, he must understand that he fell into the crack of the ground before coming to this secret room, that is to say, this secret room The room is built underground.

Before Billy recovered, the terrible facts finally came.

The ground shook violently, countless stone debris surged from the ceiling, and the walls began to crack. This seemingly solid secret room was about to collapse.

What's more terrible is that the secret room seems to be completely sealed, and the only bronze gate that seems to be an exit. Billy rolled up and rolled up his sleeves and tried to lift it, but with his little arms and calves, how could he lift the thick bronze gate?

"Ah, God, I am your devout believer. You should not abandon your people."

All thoughts were extinguished, and Billy fell decadently on the bronze gate with dull eyes, and he didn't know what he was muttering to himself.

At this time, the mysterious girl's behavior became strange.

She was not moved at all because of the collapse of the secret room. Instead, she walked back and forth in the secret room, looked up and down with curious and questioning eyes, and finally her eyes stayed on a wooden sign next to the crystal coffin.

"Love wife, Fang Wanqing's tomb, husband, Han Bai!"

Love wife? Fang Wanqing? Han Bai?"

The girl hooked her hand, and the wooden card flew upside down from the ground and fell into her palm, gently touching every word on it. The girl could feel the strong melancholy and sadness between the lines.

"Tomb? Is my name Fang Wanqing? Han Bai? My man's name is Han Bai? Why... Why don't I have any impression?"

....

Fang Wanqing stood under the majestic wall outside the Holy Emperor City, with no expression on her beautiful face, but stared at the plaque brought out of the zombie cave in her hand, looked at the short words above, and was silently stunned.

Yes, Fang Wanqing lost her memory. She doesn't remember the previous memories at all, and she doesn't even have any impression of her origin, her relatives, including Han Bai, etc.

The only thing, coming out of the crystal coffin, her blank memory has many instincts, fighting instincts, and a power that she can't figure out.

Billy, who sat on the ground without grace, was full of Fang Wanqing's mind integrated into the card that might represent her identity, but his face was full of bitter smiles.

Since he accepted the task of the windbreaker man, his fate has changed. This change, if only from the perspective of the destruction of the blood rose mercenary regiment he painstakingly managed, must be approaching bad luck. But if you really want to investigate, touch the bulging burden next to your feet, the full ability of knowledge in your body, and at least ten times the spiritual strength than before, the destruction of the Blood Rose Mercenary Corps is far worth it.

The girl named Fang Wanqing has to say that she has injected a powerful dawn into Billy's haze-filled world.

Along the way, Billy escorted Fang Wanqing to various cities to look for her so-called memory. In fact, Billy knew very well that he didn't know how many times he would die without the seemingly weak girl in front of him. What surprised or frustrated Billy even more was that he still didn't know how strong this girl named Fang Wanqing was.

After a while of rest, the blue clouds in the sky gradually became a little yellow. At dusk, a short day passed, and the two people outside the Holy Emperor City finally had to face what they were going to do next.

"Miss Fang, it's going to be dark now. Since the Holy Emperor City has no memory you are looking for, then..."

"Call me Wanqing. We are friends along the way. We don't have to be so out." Put the card in his hand into a rectangular brocade box, and Fang Wanqing said with a faint smile to Billy.

Looking at the beautiful smile like flowers blooming, Billy was briefly distracted, shook his head, straightened his thoughts, and said with an embarrassed smile, "Fang... Er, Wan... Wanqing, from the map, there is a Tianbo Town to the east of Shengdi City. I have thought that since East Asia has no memory, we can take a boat from Tianbo Town all the way west across the Atlantic Ocean. We can pass by Bliss Island and enter the Western European Union. Maybe there is something you want to look for.

With his mouth squeezed, Fang Wanqing looked up to the east, thought for a moment, shook his head and sighed, "Forget it, the Western European Union, this place is more strange in my memory." After saying that, Fang Wanqing looked at the wall of the Holy Emperor City, which was more than ten feet high, and rarely showed a longing look in his eyes. He blinked playfully at Billy and said, "I heard that the Holy Emperor City is one of the three major civilizations of mankind. Why don't we stay here for a few days? I want to eat candy."

The expression was stunned. Billy was deeply immersed in by Fang Wanqing's playful appearance with the little girl. He sat there and was stunned until he was gently knocked on the top of his head. Then he came to his senses and saw Fang Wanqing walking happily to the pilgrimage to the imperial city, with a silver bell-like laughter in his mouth.

"Fang Wanqing, Wanqing, such a beautiful girl, such a perfect woman, who is qualified to have... Han Bai? What kind of person are you?"

Looking at Fang Wanqing, whose figure was gradually moving away, Billy's thoughts drifted far away. From the secret room of the zombie cave, he was gently shaken away from the collapsed world by Fang Wanqing to get along the way. To be honest, this kind of woman, regardless of her figure and strength, Billy's not moved is fake, but in his heart, a A kind of inferiority makes him dare not express a little love like the goddess in his heart. Even a loving look is blasphemous.

"Billy, if you don't keep up, I don't care about you sleeping on the street at night..."

....

The sunset is gradually setting, and a few stars appear in the western sky, announcing the arrival of the night.

Almost an hour after Fang Wanqing and Billy left, outside the Holy Emperor City, three short figures looked at the great city majestically.

"Have you seen it? That's the Holy Emperor City, the birthplace of the three major civilizations of mankind. Li Wuyan, the strongest sword demon in kendo, is sitting in it. In the past hundred years, no strange beast has dared to offend it. It is the location of the core regime of the East Asian Alliance and the most fun and delicious place in the world."

Peng Feiyue, Han Xiaoqing, Xue Xiaodan!

Outside the Holy Emperor City, three people who were supposed to study honestly at Kaiyuan College appeared outside the Holy Emperor City, the central city of the East Asian Union.

At this time, as Peng Feiyue, who grew up in this land for more than ten years, was upright and introduced a series of legendary origins of this great city to two children who had never stepped out of Kaiyuan College. In that way, he may have experienced too many things and been infected by the characters. Now Peng Feiyue is full of confidence in his words and deeds, as if he is not talking about the Holy Emperor City, but his own back garden.