Noble Husband At the Door (Antonio) novel Chapter 3622

Thinking of this, Samuel looked at the green liquid on the ground.

The black stick had not responded before, but since it was thrown into the green liquid, it had moved.

Originally, it also had a reaction, but under the strike of Pangu Axe, the green liquid flowed out, and it stopped moving.

Everything seemed to have something to do with the green liquid.

Thinking of this, Samuel glanced at the little black stick in his hand. "Who cares? Anyway, it is already like this. It's better to have a try."

Thinking of this, Samuel use energy to wrap the black stick. He took it all the way to the ground and soaked it in the green liquid.

Sure enough, the green liquid soon began to bubble like before, and it kept ringing.

And the black stick that was controlled by energy seemed to be alive again.

"Hua!"

As the green liquid exploded, the energy controlled by Samuel was immediately broken. The black stick flew up again like before.

After making a slight turn in the air, the stick aimed at Samuel again, as if it was ready to launch an attack at any time.

"F*ck you, you want to do it again?" Samuel was depressed. He could only run his energy and fly away from Pangu Axe, standing in the air. Then he clenched his hand, and Pangu Axe returned to his hand.

Seeing Pangu Axe, the little black stick obviously retreated a few meters backward. Although there was no expression on its face, its action showed that it was afraid.

Looking at its appearance, Samuel smiled slightly and couldn't help feeling a little proud.

”Fuck, can you play with me?”

However, as if it could feel Samuel's scornful and proud smile, the little black stick was obviously provoked by anger. Suddenly, it sped up and rushed directly toward Samuel.

Samuel was really curious about this black stick, so for a moment, Samuel was very excited and forgot that he was in danger.

"All right, let's stop playing." Samuel waved his hand. "I'll get rid of it now. I'll study it after I go out. You don't know how fun it is."

"Ha." The soul of the demonic dragon couldn't help but laugh. The laughter was rigid and fixed. It was obviously not a simple smile, but more like he was laughing at a fool. "What did you call that thing just now?"

"Is there a problem? Should I call it the burning stick?"

"No problem, of course not." The demonic dragon snorted disdainfully. "I came out to stop you not to tell you that you are in a dangerous environment now, but to tell you..."

"Alas, I don't even know what to say about you."

Samuel was depressed. "What do you want to say? Just say it."

"Haha, what do I dare to say? I'm afraid that only you would regard it as a toy and play with it. How dare you ask me what was wrong?"