She suppressed the fear in her heart and pretended to be calm.

"Senior, I didn't mean to offend you. I beg you to show some mercy and spare my life. I will be extremely grateful!"

"Give you a way to live?"

The woman looked at her with a half-smile, "What qualifications do you think you have to negotiate with me?"

Meng Wan's heart sank, and she felt that she might really be in trouble this time.

Fortunately, she had a backup plan in the cave world.

When she was a maid in the Wu family, she even found an opportunity to refine two puppets.

You can't die.

But the road ahead is bound to be a bit tortuous.

But just as these thoughts flashed through Meng Wan's mind, the woman suddenly burst into laughter, her laughter clear and pleasant.

"Interesting, really interesting! So you're practicing the Blood Demon Heavenly Evil Technique. No wonder you're so bold and not afraid of death!"

Meng Wan's heart was shaken. She raised her head suddenly and looked at the woman in front of her whose background she didn't know. A chill ran from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

This woman not only understood her thoughts, but also saw through her skills at a glance!

Who is she?

As if seeing through Meng Wan's shock, the woman chuckled.

"Mind reading is just a minor trick. Your realm is so low, I can tell what you are thinking at a glance.

As for how I know that the technique you practice is the Blood Demon Heavenly Evil Technique, it is because... this technique was created by me."

This light sentence exploded in Meng Wan's ears like thunder, making her head buzz.

But her reaction was faster than her thoughts.

Meng Wan knelt on the ground with a plop, kowtowed several times, and shouted respectfully.

"Meet the Grandmother!"