Swish~

The dark ship carried Han Lang to the entrance of a space, which was the abode of the legendary tribe Sirius a long time ago, but now it has long been abandoned, and there are no flags or stone tablets that the tribe is accustomed to at the entrance, only an empty energy barrier. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Han Lang got off the dark ship here and came to the enchantment.

Scold~

The white energy barrier opened automatically, obviously someone had been waiting and monitoring him for a long time, Han Lang frowned slightly, and then walked in.

Cemetery.

The former home of the Sirius tribe has long been replaced by a large cemetery, which, unlike Earth's customs, does not have any inscriptions, and all the deceased have no names and will not be remembered by future generations.

The cold wind blew, making this space full of cemeteries even more desolate, speaking of the Sirius tribe, it should have been the great benefactor of all the tribesmen, after all, they risked their lives to find out the entire cursed land, and after they left, no tribe remembered to visit the graves of the benefactors, which shows how prevalent the law of the jungle is in the tribal area.

Rumble~

Han Lang suddenly heard a bang behind him, and when he turned back, he found that the entrance to the space had disappeared.

Han Lang had already thought that the kidnapper of Xiaobao would control him, so he did not panic, but continued to walk deeper into the cemetery, until he saw a huge grave, standing like a hill in the middle of this cemetery, he finally heard the voice of the kidnapper.

"Stop." The voice shouted, and Han Lang felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he heard it for a while.

"Very good, you are the same as I thought, you are a person who relieves commitments, I have been watching you, if you don't come alone, but bring someone else, you won't be able to enter this space, and you won't be able to see that little water shadow." The voice continued.

"He's been watching me?" Han Lang secretly said in his heart, this is not a simple matter, as the chief designer of the giant gods group back then, 9527's efforts in the base dare not be said to be seamless, at least it is meticulous.

Even so, he still knew Han Lang's every move? It's strange, and I wonder how he did the investigation? Even 9527 was deceived.

In any case, Han Lang felt lucky, he fortunately didn't tell anyone else about it, otherwise he would have harmed Xiaobao.

"I'm here, what do you want?" Han Lang said loudly.

"What do you want?" The voice laughed and said: "Han Lang, Han Lang, you have entered the death place I prepared for you, and you are still so angry, don't you never know the word death, how to write it?" ”

Han Lang pursed his lips and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm here to exchange myself for Xiaobao, I'll stay, you let him go!" ”

Hahahaha~

The laughter continued, and in the distance, behind the largest tomb, a figure slowly walked out.

"Xiaobao!" Han Lang saw the little treasure in his hand clearly and shouted loudly.

I saw that this was an old man, he had long, long black hair, which hung almost to the ground, completely covering his face, and he was burly and powerful.

Xiao Bao was in his arms, trembling like a puppy, this person kept stroking Xiao Bao with his rough hands, and Xiao Bao looked at Han Lang with blank eyes, and did not dare to resist at all.

On Xiaobao's neck, a golden collar was covered, and the light scattered was cold, perhaps a control technique for Xiaobao.

Xiaobao is like a child, he is afraid, and he is happy because Han Lang really came to save him alone, but soon he realized that Han Lang's righteousness was likely to put him in a situation from which he could not recover, so he couldn't be happy anymore, pursed his mouth, and tears fell from his eyes.

"Don't cry, I swore that as long as I live, no one will be able to touch you." Han Lang said in a deep voice.

Xiaobao cried even more, and I don't know if I was wronged or sad.

"You save him? Think about how you can save yourself! This space has been isolated by me, this little water has been controlled by me, I know you are very good at using ghost ideas that others can't think of, but you better be careful, do you see the golden collar around his neck? As soon as I make a move, or if you get closer to him within ten meters, the collar will be detonated, and this little thing will be blown up to the ground! ”

"Trust me, you don't want to see a dead water stygian."

Han Lang gritted his teeth and said, "I believe in you, but what do you want, please draw a line, if I blink my eyes, I will be a bad seed!" ”

Hahahaha~

The long-haired weirdo couldn't stop laughing, he pointed at Han Lang and said sharply: "What a hard-boned Han Lang!" Since you are happy, then I am also happy! ”

"What I want is simple, I want you to die! Not to be killed, but to be tortured to death! ”

"From now on, you are not allowed to fight back, let alone use a flying feather bow! Otherwise, this little thing is your burial offering! ”

"I promise you!" Han Lang didn't hesitate, and replied to the other party in a louder voice, he had already prepared for the worst before he came, but he was not allowed to fight back, Han Lang didn't even need time to think, so he agreed.

Wow~

Xiaobao finally cried out loud, he saw that Han Lang actually agreed to such cruel conditions in order to save himself, he couldn't help it anymore, and cried loudly, he felt that he had hurt Han Lang.

And this is Han Lang!

A warrior from a small place like the earth can have today's status just because Han Lang has unique superpowers? Because his talent is strong enough? Because of his wisdom and calculation?

Neither.

There are only two things that are most important to people in the rivers and lakes, righteousness and brothers!

The brothers around Han Lang didn't befriend him because of his talent, but because Han Lang's bones were hard enough! Being righteous enough!

Whether it is a person or a water underworld, when needed, Han Lang will stand up and do not hesitate to go to the soup!

"Do you know who I am?"

On the other side of the largest tomb, another voice sounded, younger and colder.

Han Lang looked at the person who appeared after him, and said lightly: "Although I haven't seen it, I think you are the lion six of the griffin tribe." ”

"We haven't seen each other before, how do you know?" Lion Six asked curiously.

"It's very simple, you have the Griffin Tribe's winged mad lion gold medal, and as far as I know, the other people who have this thing are either missing or dead." Han Lang said in a deep voice.

Shi Liu's voice gradually became gloomy and said: "Now that you already know who I am, you should be able to guess what happened next, I will take revenge on you now, and use your blood to sacrifice my tribe and my family!" ”

"Resurrect it! Kill me, you sleeping people! ”

Resurrection!?

Han Lang was stunned when he heard this, this seems to be the method of resurrecting the dead by the Lion Flying Eagle, is the Lion Six going to...

Rumble~

Rumble~

Rumble~

Before Han Lang could react, the worst had already appeared, the arms of white skeletons poked out of those nameless graves, and the arms vigorously opened the grave and pulled the entire body out of the grave!

Looking at Lion Six again, he really has the same black light as Lion Feiying, it was this strange light that resurrected the dead on the battlefield, and Lion Six was even worse, what he resurrected was not a corpse, but a skeleton!

As we all know, the strong are immortal, these tombs are full of the corpses of the dead warriors of the Sirius tribe, although they are not yet strong enough to be immortal, but due to the accumulation of the source power in their bodies, coupled with the cultivation of many years and months, the bone strength far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Even though it had been several epochs since they had been buried, it was only their flesh that had rotted, and their bones were still as hard as the best warriors, harder than steel!

One, two, three, four...

Countless skeletons have been resurrected under the summons of the Lion Six, they are the strongest legion of the tribe back then, the most elite scouts in history!

Now that they have become skeletons, they are still strong!

Lion Six was panting, he was still young, not the old lion who had become a spirit, and resurrecting these skeletons was a huge burden for him.

But Shi Liu's eyes are still very energetic, full of desire for revenge, and if Han Lang does not die for a day, this desire will not be resolved.

The attack began, and Han Lang suddenly found that he was facing an unprecedented desperate situation.

Since his debut, Han Lang's talent, and the path he has taken, which is completely different from that of other fighters, have made his combat power grow wildly.

Most of the time, Han Lang is an existence that only beats people and will not be beaten!

But today, he couldn't fight back, he could only rely on his demon footwork to dodge, and countless sharp claws were rushing towards him every second.

As the number of skeletons increased, Han Lang's situation became more and more difficult.

It was already difficult to just dodge and not attack, but now Han Lang was still facing a group of enemies who once had a super keen sense of smell and judgment.

The Sirius tribe is the most powerful and outstanding group of warriors in the history of the tribe, in addition to their outstanding combat effectiveness, their judgment of the timing of the battle is even better, the good tiger can't stand the wolves, even if Han Lang's demon footwork is very coquettish, he still becomes more and more tired under the siege.

Han Lang wants to kill the long-haired monster and the lion six to break this hellish deadlock!

But he couldn't do this, he couldn't even get close to the two of them within ten meters, in that case, the collar around Xiaobao's neck would be detonated, which was an unacceptable ending for Han Lang.

Puff~

The sharp claws shed a trace of red blood on Han Lang's face, and Han Lang did not make any sound.

Puff~

The claws that suddenly poked out from the ground grabbed Han Lang's ankle, blood gushed out, and Han Lang limped.

Don't give up until the end!

You swore to protect Xiaobao!

If you can't even do this, what kind of man are you!?

Han Lang desperately warned himself in his heart that he would never fight back, even if he was covered in bruises, he would never give up!

In the eyes of some people, promises are, and not only do they not respect their promises, but they also think that those who keep their promises are all fools.

Han Lang won't, even if many people laugh at him for being stupid, today for his hometown, he will fight until he is scarred, and tomorrow for his brother, he will kill until the blood is flowing like a river, and his life is boring.

But Han Lang thinks that people always have something they care about, right? If a person can't even protect the existence he cares about, and can't even keep the promises he makes, then it's really boring to live!

Suppose others laugh at Han Lang for being a fool, then Han Lang is willing to be a fool, as long as he thinks it's worth it, who the hell cares about other people's opinions!

In my own life, I came to this world, and I didn't come to listen to other people's opinions!

An hour passed, and the ground was covered in blood.

Two hours passed, and Han Lang was scarred.

Three hours have passed, tens of thousands, and Han Lang, who is under the siege of the most powerful skeleton soldiers who know how to grasp the opportunity, has become shaky, but he is still standing!

His eyes were still bright, his brain was still thinking frantically, and he couldn't see any signs of giving up!

Hang on!

Hold on! (To be continued.) )