Jun Wuji faintly felt that the flute's aura burst today was probably related to her.

It's because she's here, to be exact.

Since she could sense that flute, that flute must be able to sense her as well.

Suddenly, the face of the black-robed old man became hideous: "The old man doesn't believe it, and he can't control you!"

With that, he suddenly took out a black bottle.

The bottle was not large, but he held it very carefully, as if it contained something extremely terrible.

When Jun Wuji saw this scene, his heart instantly lifted.

The black bottle gave her a very bad feeling, and the contents of it should be very evil, and it was likely to cause damage to the flute.

Sure enough, the black-robed old man looked at the black bottle in his hand and smiled sadly: "This time, the old man wants to see if you can survive it!"

With that, he very carefully uncorked the bottle and poured its contents onto the flute.

The contents seemed to be very viscous, and it took him a few moments before a drop of pitch-black liquid dripped out of the bottle and smashed into the flute below.

Seeing that the disgusting and viscous liquid was about to smash on the flute, Jun Wuji's heart instantly tightened, and he nervously recited "Be careful"!

Who knew that at this moment, I saw a flash of white light, and the originally opened box was closed instantly!

The moment the box closed, the disgusting viscous liquid finally fell and landed on the lid.

Suddenly, a spiritual light bloomed on the lid of the box, and it looked like it was resisting.

The black-robed old man looked at all this in shock, then hesitantly glanced at the black bottle in his hand, and stretched out his hand to reopen the box.

Clinker just stretched out his fingers and was about to open the box, when the box suddenly had a flash of inspiration!

The drop of black liquid that fell on the lid of the box was completely lifted away by the spiritual light, and it smashed on the face of the black-robed old man with a "pop".

Suddenly, a terrible howl came out of his mouth that was even more terrible than before.

"Ahh

Jun Wuji: "......"

Although she instinctively disliked this black-robed old man, and this person also took what should have belonged to her.

But seeing this tragic scene, she suddenly felt some sympathy for him.

This man's luck today is too bad.

Let her say what is good?

This time, the black-robed old man howled miserably for a long time before he gradually died down.

Jun Wuji looked at his face curiously, and was shocked to find that the old man's originally pale and gloomy face actually had black patterns.

At first glance, the black patterns looked like tattoos, but on closer inspection, they looked like scars, covering his entire face.

What's even more weird is that when those patterns are connected, they look like a spider.

With these black scars, the black-robed old man's face looked hideous and even more gloomy.

Jun Wuji couldn't help but wonder, what was that drop of black liquid, how could it be so powerful?

But a little drop turned him into this ghost.

At this time, the black-robed old man stared at the closed box on the table with gloomy eyes.

With the lesson just now, he didn't dare to mess around again, but his eyes were extremely cruel.

It seems to hate the box, and the flute in the box.

He asked in a hoarse voice, "Why, the old man has been getting you for so many years, and you still refuse to surrender to the old man?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a beastly howl of pain was suddenly heard in the distance, and the whole ground trembled.

The black-robed old man's face changed: "Not good!"