"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.
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