"If you're really dead, that's fine, I'll take you back to the storage space." After saying that, Han Sanqian raised his hand to act.

But almost at this moment, the little black stick moved slightly. Although it was unusually small, it was enough for Han Sanqian to catch it.

This guy is really playing dead.

However, the close contact obviously made Han Sanqian more curious about this thing than angry.

It has no life characteristics at all, so let alone a human, even if it is not worthy of a monster, there is no real energy fluctuating in the stick body, so it cannot be some kind of weapon spirit, sword soul or something.

It is just a simple black stick. Although I don't know what the material is, but the texture is a very ordinary black long stick.

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But such a simple and pure thing has abilities and behaviors that ordinary people can't imagine. If Han Sanqian hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't even believe that there is such a thing in this world.

"What the hell are you?" Han Sanqian couldn't help frowning.

I asked a question, but the thing didn't respond in the slightest.

Han Sanqian was naturally not reconciled, how could he be overwhelmed with curiosity? Continue to add, said: "Also, why are you attacking me?"

"Damn, if I remember correctly, you belong to me."

"Is it possible that you got revenge on me because I threw you into these green juices?"

Han Sanqian was obviously like a child full of question marks, waiting for the thing's response, but the thing was still lying in Han Sanqian's hand just like before, motionless.

Even if Han Sanqian threatened it again by putting it on the blade of the axe, it would still be the same.

Is it possible that he is really dead?

Suddenly, when Han Sanqian was extremely puzzled, his eyes suddenly refocused, and he thought he understood, could it be because of it?

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian looked at the green juice on the ground.

It didn't reflect before, but since I threw it into the green juice, it moved.

It also reacted originally, but under Pangu's axe, it blew up the whole thing, green juice flowed out, and it didn't move again.

Everything seems to be related to those green juices.

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian glanced at the little black stick in his hand, who cares, he's already like this anyway, it's better to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian could really wrap up the little black stick, took it all the way to the ground, and then soaked it in the green juice.

Sure enough, the green juice soon became the same as before, with many bubbles popping up and ringing non-stop.

And the little black stick who can really control it seems to have regained its vitality.

"Wow!"

As the green juice exploded, the true energy controlled by Han Sanqian was also broken, and the little black stick flew up again just like before.

After circling in the air for a while, the guy stared at Han Sanqian again, as if he was about to attack at any time.

"Your uncle, are you still here?" Han Sanqian was so depressed that he could really circle around and fly away from the Pangu ax to stand in the air. After holding it in his hand, the Pangu ax returned to his hand.

Seeing the Pangu axe, the little black stick moved back a few meters. Although there was no human expression, its movements already showed that this guy was scared. JrNovels.com