Four days later, the forgotten star.

In general, the place of forgetting is a very strange place, first of all here is an enclave, the closest habitable planet to the Milky Way also has a full three-day voyage, between a dangerous undercurrent of the universe.

But when Hanlang's Falcon-class frigate crossed this wilderness, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, and seventeen habitable planets appeared on the light radar detector, and the distance between them was no more than a standard jump distance.

Although the place of forgetting is far less prosperous than the core of the galaxy, it is, after all, part of the cosmic wilderness, and the place of forgetting is like an oasis in the desert, sheltering the people who live here.

The automatic navigation system led Hanlang to land on the most remote inhabited planet, and to be precise, the landing site was the courtyard of the unto-do family.

Want to come to the road should be quite rich, his house covers an area of thousands of acres, surrounded by dense forests, gray buildings full of quaint atmosphere, in addition to a little remote, but a very elegant manor castle.

In addition to Han Lang's frigate, there are also two space shuttles in the yard, only four people to ride the lightweight spacecraft, presumably is the road and night black man's means of transport, Han Lang came to know, although the two are neighbors, but do not live on the same planet.

The night Negro lives on the most prosperous inhabitant planet No. 1, called Tarimtu, and the unobtrusive inhabitant planet No. 17, called Silent Hill.

Han Lang stepped down the starship and saw the night black people and the suji, although in the virtual system and real-time video connection, Han Lang has seen them countless times.I see the truth of both of you right now.Han is still excited.

“Two teachers.Let them wait a long time.”Han Lang smiled at the two of you.

The night black man is elegant, he is not domineering, the two old men stand together, and the temperament is completely different.

"Don't be so polite, you can call me Old Black, call him Old Monster."The night black man smiled and said that he did not seem to be angry with Hanlang shouting the old monster, and the road does not seem to be angry.It’s just as cold as usual.

"I have brought you some gifts, all of which are the native products of the earth."Han Lang smiled and pointed to the marks of his own moon.

“Is it food?”Lao Mo often praises the food of the earth."The black man asked curiously.

“No.”Han Lang shook his head and said, "It's too urgent to go, although the earth's food is good, but it takes time, so it's not time to prepare, right, how is Lao Mo now?"

"Not as usual, with a group of robots, looking for the so-called artifact, in fact, the artifact is not a weapon used by the god of war."The old man said that there is a unique weapon in the world, the inner soul of the war.Only weapons with a spirit of war can be counted as real artifact.”The black man laughed at night.

Han Lang followed the night black man and Zong Dao into the ancient castle, which was somewhat dark and gloomy.

Zong was obviously not good at tidying up the housework, things were still everywhere, three people sat down on the sofa, Han Lang felt a little hard under his ass, reached out his hand, and pulled out a book.

“On the spread of the damage of lightning superpowers in water wars.”Hannity read the name of the book again.

The night black man smiled and pointed to Zong Wei said: "The old monster is a martial idiot, there are no other books in his family, all tactical theory, and there is a four-story library behind it, most of which are ancient books."

He said, “You’re not the same?Pharmacological books are full of basements, and precious ancient books are no less than mine.”

"Han Lang, welcome you to the place of forgetting, so many years, old black and I in this ghost place are almost moldy, you come, how much can bring us some fun."

“But I have to tell you the truth, the place of forgetting is a very dangerous place, and I and I are here to live in seclusion because I have offended people in the galaxy and forced to go nowhere.”

“The reason why I am here is because there is no place in the galaxy that dares to take us in the realm of forgetting, and the forgotten realm has a powerful person who does not live, and only he dares to give us shelter.”

“This kind of asylum is not without conditions, and I and I must never leave here again by beating one foot into the realm of forgetting, otherwise our patron will always kick us out and never enter.”

"Of course, you are not here to seek shelter, so you can leave freely without this restriction, but you must pay attention to the fact that there are vicious people everywhere on the 17 planets of the forgotten world, even if it is a street vendor selling sweet tea, who may be a killer in the past and across the galaxy."

"So be careful during the forgotten world, there is no galactic law, there are rules, the rules set by the patrons, once you break the rules, you and I can't save you."

Han Lang jerked, the all-galactic gangsters who were cornered to seek refuge in the land of forgetting?Even roadside vendors can be killers who have crossed the galaxy in the past.This place is so magical!

Noding, Han Lang said: "Understood, in fact, the two teachers can rest assured that I am not here to swim in the mountains, but want to learn something real, I do not want to know the outside world."

“Very good!”The monies have something serious to say.

Zong No Dao is a very strict old man, not much, but the night black man and Han Lang talk very speculative, three people eat something together, but also drink a few cups of forgotten special fruit wine.

After eating, Zong did not walk to Hanlang to a circular room with a diameter of 500 meters deep in the ancient castle, and the floor and walls were made of high-strength tri-titanium alloy, which should be a place for Zongwu Dao cultivation.

"Han Lang, I only saw you cultivation in remote videos, but now I want to see it again with my own eyes, and I will use the broken star boxing I have taught you. As for the opponent, no, it's all your imagination."It is very simple to say what the request is.

Han Lang nodded, then closed his eyes, thinking about the enemy he had dealt with in his life, if they were in the room at this moment, what kind of tricks they needed to deal with him.

There is!

I saw Han Lang smile, and his body suddenly flipped sideways, from a very strange angle under the armpit.I punched it in a way!

Then I saw that Han Lang's body began to deform violently.The magnitude.It's like a dragon dance!

Night blacks and Zongsheng stood in the corner to observe carefully, and the night black man shook his head and asked, "Old monster, why don't you find an opponent for Han Lang?"

Zong said, "Han Lang did not learn regular martial arts, directly learned the prohibition, and what is the prohibition?"It is to jump out of all the bondage of martial arts, annihilating Han Lang has learned, if he still wants to learn six.Inadequate imagination cannot be achieved.”

"So I'm not only looking at Han Lang's martial arts, but also to see if he has the talent to learn prohibition."

The night black man seemed to understand the nod.

On the other hand, although there was no opponent to fight, Han Lang's enthusiasm was lit up a little bit.

He is indeed a master, but he still does not know Han Lang.

Imagination has never been lacking, and there are many things that no one else has in Hanlang!

As an Earthling, since Han Lang was a child, his memory is full of fear, fear of alien civilizations, and danger to the earth.Fear of becoming a colony of others at any time.

Clark once gave hope to the people of Earth, but he also turned this hope into despair.

Ten years after Clark disappeared.Every earthling person lives in the shadow of darkness, longs for Clark to return, longs for freedom to live, but the reality is extremely cruel, and every day of living is suffering for the earth.

Neighbors, classmates in the school, Han Lang remember the earth compatriots, everyone's face is black, we rarely laugh, for the future is not willing to talk too much, even the sky is always gloomy, and people's faces.

This is not what Hanson wants!

Since Han Lang has superpowers, his faith has never wavered!

Han Lang does not want the earth to become a colony of others, and does not want his fellow citizens to live in despair!He wants to see the happy smiling faces of the children!

Han Lang's own childhood life in the shadow, in despair, that is.

But let the next generation of the earth, the next generation, continue to live in the shadow, in despair?

Han Lang would not have agreed to die even if he died!

A warrior who cannot even protect his family is not worthy to be called a real warrior!

Han Lang's goal has always been clear, that is to become stronger!It becomes stronger!Until one day he can protect his home.

Han Lang does not care how long it takes to achieve this goal, how much suffering, how many lives.

If the existence of the earth needs to be at the cost of the death of the whole universe, let the whole universe die!

If Han Lang is an inconspicuous spark, then the only reason he exists is to shine on the earth that gave birth to him and raise him!Until life burns out!

That is the power of faith!

When Han Lang infused his faith into the annihilation of the forbidden art, everything was changed.

The wind began to howl in this cultivation room, roaring!

The prohibition of annihilation sublimated in the hands of Hanlang, the extraordinary attack unique to the natural magic attack is still there, but there is another killing that is difficult to describe in words!

In order to achieve the goal, the devil can be slaughtered, heaven and earth can be killed!You can pay any price!

This is the most determined faith in Han Lang's heart!

Even the night black people who did not understand too much martial arts were gradually stunned by the faith and killing of Han Lang, and he opened his eyes and asked incredulously, “Is this annihilation?”

“It should be.”

“Should?Old monster, what have you taught Han Lang!Don't lie to me, it's not annihilation at all!"

Huh~

Zong's face was very complicated, and he sighed and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "I thought it was annihilation, but now, I can't be sure."

Zong Wu Dao let Han Lang use his imagination, but Han Lang gave him something he had no idea at all.

The annihilation was without martial arts, all by the soldiers themselves to understand, to interpret.

What the warrior imagines this martial art to be, what will this martial art become.

In the hands of Han Lang, annihilated, was completely sublimated!

PS: In fact, this kind of writing is not suitable for the outbreak, writing extremely slowly, in the past five years, the outbreak of up to five times, because someone put nine children to the anger of not, a whole day and a night did not sleep, wrote out five chapters.

He also often wrote tears, and his hands were desperately tapping the keyboard.

But Nine believes that if a book can't even be moved by the author, it is not a good book.

This is the faith of the 9th!