When one end of the whole little black stick was completely covered with Han Sanqian's blood, at this time Han Sanqian was still trying to pour blood onto the little black stick.
Then, a pair of eyes fixed on the little black stick like torches.
One minute, two minutes, even ten minutes...
Almost when Han Sanqian thought he misunderstood the meaning of the magic dragon and was about to give up, suddenly, the blood that was originally on the stick began to slowly change unimaginably.
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