This fall, Tang Ling had been putting something in his arms, and had never been thoroughly studied, and it happened to fall next to the black object.

Then, Tang Ling watched something very strange and shocked happened before his eyes.

What fell out of his arms was the broken dagger from the Ance family warehouse.

Tang Ling took it away because his hands were stained with blood at that time. When it put down the dagger, he found that the blood on his hands had disappeared.

This dagger is the legendary blood-sucking dagger? Tang Ling took it away with this simple idea at that time.

Later, during the journey forward, Tang Ling discovered that this was not a blood-sucking dagger at all!

Because it will not suck the blood of the beasts killed by Tang Ling along the way.

Are you still picky about food? Tang Ling used his own blood to conduct an experiment.

After he found that his blood had dripped onto the dagger, the dagger absorbed it, but the next moment, a black liquid condensed at its fracture and dripped down.

Of course, Tang Ling collected this liquid, but after careful investigation, Tang Ling came to a funny conclusion that this black liquid was still blood, and it seemed to be the blood mixed with many people.

Of course, without advanced instruments, Tang Ling was not sure of the result by relying on precise instinct. He just left behind the fabric that collected the black black liquid and prepared to go to a certain safe area before verifying it.

If this is true, Tang Ling has some speculations.

But no matter what speculation is, how can this weird dagger, which is not sharp and not easy to use, "collude into rape" with the black object that I finally took off?

Yes, Tang Ling can no longer find a better adjective. After approaching this black object, the dagger actually burst out several roots and then firmly rooted on this black object.

"Damn it, this is mine, what are you going to do?" Tang Ling's face turned red, rushed over, and grabbed the dagger.

It firmly connects the black object, and no matter how Tang Ling shakes, it still remains unmoved.

Tang Ling punched him hatefully, but this black object, which looked very hard, suddenly cracked under Tang Ling's eyelids.

It was divided into two, and most of it was firmly occupied by a dagger and rooted in it.

The other half is in Tang Ling's hands.

This made Tang Ling feel a strange feeling in his heart, as if this dagger reluctantly divided it with him - this half mine, that half yours!

What's the matter? Just when Tang Ling was upset, entangled, shocked, and felt suspicious of life, he heard a strange voice again.
Chapter completed!