"How could you know?!"
The woman's pupils sharply contracted, and her body suddenly transformed into a streak of blood light, escaping from Yu Yuan's palm.
She reappeared at the Cold Pool, her immortal dress changing into a green Daoist robe.
But even though the Daoist robe was loose, it could not conceal her mature and curvy body.
She looked at Yu Yuan in surprise and frowned,
"I have never exposed my origins to the outside world, how did you learn of it?"
Her words were an admission of Yu Yuan's guess.
The reason Yu Yuan had such a guess was actually because seeing a mosquito instinctively made him think of the Mosquito Daoist.
After all, the impression of the black-blood-winged mosquito that was nurtured in the Netherworld Blood Sea was extremely vivid in Yu Yuan's mind.
Especially right after he started his apprenticeship, every time he saw Gui Ling Saint Mother, he would involuntarily think of this mosquito.
