Wu Guocan gripped the knife in his hand and suddenly lunged at Ming Zhuo.

He didn't expect that Mingzhuo, who was still panting, would suddenly turn around and kick him in the chest.

Wu Guocan fell to the ground, but he was quick-witted and immediately rolled over to get up. He then pulled off the bone flute from his waist and began to play it.

He never expected this young girl to be so difficult to deal with. He was now extremely grateful that he had put something in her tea beforehand.

He obtained that item by chance a few years ago in a remote mountainous area. The old woman who gave it to him had told him to keep it safe, because it was too difficult to guard against.

Unlike the Gu poison of Miao territory, this thing is called Shadow Poisoning Technique. The so-called shadow is invisible and odorless. Once exposed to the air, it can quickly penetrate into the mucous membranes of a person's mouth and nose and multiply rapidly.

At this moment, as long as the bone flute is blown, hundreds of millions of shadow demons will devour an adult into an empty shell within minutes.

He only took out such a dangerous item after steeling his heart.

Wu Guocan looked smug. No matter how careful you are and don't drink the tea, it's useless. In fact, you've already been tricked the moment you lift the lid.

Mingzhuo was speechless. This person lured her here just to watch his musical performance?

"It's awful, absolutely awful," Mingzhuo sighed. "Not only is your soul ugly, but you're also utterly worthless. You're disgusting."

No wonder they ran to deserted places; after all, making such noise would make passersby want to punch someone.

Wu Guocan put down the bone flute and covered his mouth and nose with a mask.