Buzz—
Within that mosquito buzz, Li Changshou actually heard a trace of probing and timidity...
This little blood mosquito seemed to have suffered a tremendous grievance, yet did not dare utter a word. It circled Li Changshou twice before cautiously landing on the tip of this Paper Daoist's ear.
Naturally, Daoist Wen Jing had come to deliver intelligence again.
The one Zhao Gongming had discovered and poked to bursting before had been this sort of blood mosquito as well...
Li Changshou naturally knew;
In order to relay information to him in time, Daoist Wen Jing had used blood mosquitoes to infest a school of sea fish in the sea area south of Anshui City, using the fish's faint souls as hosts.
Whenever there was major news to report, the blood mosquitoes would devour the sea fish's souls and fly directly over from the Southern Sea.
Daoist Wen Jing's divine abilities...
Though they harmed the Harmonious Balance, fairness demanded it be said—they truly were more convenient than his Paper Daoists.
Most importantly, they saved trees.
"My lord," Daoist Wen Jing's voice reached Li Changshou's heart, truly carrying a hint of grievance.
"Ah, two fellow Daoists were drinking tea here just now, and one of them accidentally hurt you," Li Changshou said warmly. "I could not very well explain your identity to them. I do owe you an apology."
The little mosquito trembled its wings;
In a certain cave abode on Western Ox Continent, Daoist Wen Jing could not help rolling her eyes.
What was this supposed to mean?
Scare her first, then soothe her?
That routine was far too stale.
Did he really think that she, Daoist Wen Jing, the dignified Queen of the Black-winged Blood Mosquito Clan, could be fooled so easily?
Of course!
She could...
Through this blood mosquito,