Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 74 The Supreme Witch is Arrogant
As for French culture, anyone who understands it will understand it.

In addition to the traditions of the old revolutionary base area, it is famous for its romance.

Of course, the other side of romance is also called... decadence.

The vehicle was turned off, and Louis and others walked into a hotel and started to check in.

At this moment, Louis glanced to the side and saw Yurenka whispering something to her mother Jenny.

After a while, Jenny grabbed David tightly, pressing her chest against his, and her eyes kept staring at the women passing by. She was quite alert, which made everyone around her take a second look. David felt helpless.

In response, Emma snickered, while Yurenka glared at Emma.

But soon, they felt the characteristics of this city.

The family went to a French restaurant to eat, wanting to try this foreign flavor.

After a while, people kept coming in.

Perhaps because Yurenka, who was already a high school student, looked sexy and pretty, or because it was obvious that she was a foreign tourist, these young men who came in were trying to strike up a conversation and have a wonderful encounter with the foreign beauty. Of course, they were all driven away by her without exception.

On the contrary, no one paid attention to the prettier Emma. Perhaps it was because although she had a pretty face, she looked a little short, had a bad figure, and was not very old. In addition, David's murderous gaze was quite intimidating.

However, what Louis didn't expect was that he was approached just by going over to receive a glass of fruit wine.

"Hey, handsome? Wanna get a drink?"

A mature blonde beauty called out to Louis. She was sitting on a swivel chair, her black hollow dress outlining her beautiful curves. Her eyes were full of cynicism and special self-confidence. A lady's cigarette was burning in her hand, and the strong smell of smoke mixed with the scent of perfume seemed to have a unique charm.

However, although she was pretty, Louis wasn't interested in older women. If she was a pretty 30-year-old, it wouldn't be a problem, but 40-year-old was a bit unacceptable. 50-year-old? Get lost!

The beauty in front of him, although well-maintained, was probably close to forty years old, and was not his type.

and so……

"No, I have something else to do."

Louis smiled, took the fruit wine and returned to the dining table. The amulet of the statue on his chest burned slightly for a moment, but Louis did not stop and left the front desk very naturally.

Fiona didn't stop him, but just shook her head regretfully. Her taste had been a bit heavy recently, and she wanted to change to a younger taste to feel the youth. Coincidentally, the handsome boy in front of her was not bad, with excellent temperament, and most importantly, his vitality was really attractive.

and……

He seems to have some special abilities, and it's even more interesting that I can't read his mind. I don't know if he's religious or has a connection to hell.

Unfortunately, the other party is unwilling.

She doesn't want to force anyone, that would be so boring.

Forget it, let’s find another one.

At this time.

A girl of fifteen or sixteen rushed in, looked around, and walked towards Fiona aggressively.

"Cordelia?"

"Why did you disappear again? Can't you just stay home? Do you know how I found you?"

"I just asked the neighbors, and they knew you must be around here, here, so..."

The little girl, Cordelia, seemed about to say that this place was dirty, but stopped herself.

"Please, Mom, can you come home?"

"No, no, no, little girl, it's nice here. Also, could you please leave? It's very impolite to stay here and disturb a lady without eating." A well-dressed gentleman came over with a burly man and stopped Cordelia. The burly man pushed Cordelia and tried to drive her out.

The gentleman looked at Fiona. Although he tried his best to pretend to be a gentleman and polite, his eyes were still fixed on Fiona's chest, and his desire was hard to hide.

In the past, Fiona wouldn't mind playing with him, but today she didn't have much of an appetite, and...

His eyes flashed. An inexplicable power flashed through him.

The burly man who was still driving Cordelia away suddenly bent his arm, revealing the white bones, and the gentleman in front of him banged twice.

The eyeball burst open and blood was gushing out.

For a moment, the whole restaurant was filled with their screams.

Just as someone around noticed and looked over, Fiona waved her hand, and everyone turned their heads back in unison, being manipulated like puppets, as if nothing had happened.

The only exception...

Fiona stood up with a scream and walked to her daughter Cordelia with enchanting steps.

Snapped!
He slapped her directly, "You are weak, why do you think you can restrict my freedom? Even if you are my daughter."

Cordelia covered her face, not daring to speak. Tears welled up in her eyes, but never fell.

"Remember, don't forget, let's go."

After saying that, she blew out a smoke ring and left the restaurant with Cordelia leisurely, her steps bold and unrestrained.

After they left, the eerie silence in the restaurant was broken only when a new customer came in, screamed, and called the emergency number.

corner.

Feeling that the amulet blocked the other party's mind reading, Louis, who was already aware of the abnormality, breathed a sigh of relief.

Mad, the Supreme Witch Fiona.

New Orleans, my daughter's name is Cordelia, and that mind control, telekinesis...

This reminds me of the American Horror Coven that was confirmed to exist in Emilia's witch notebook.

There is an 80% chance that the woman in front of me is the Supreme Witch Fiona.

This old witch is not easy to mess with. She is powerful and ruthless. She can almost be regarded as the most powerful supreme witch in history.

If I faced her now, I would have no ability to resist. Maybe I would just give in. Actually, she is still young and not ugly...

Fortunately, she still abides by some secular morals now.

Consider yourself lucky.

Hey? Luck?

It seems that the art of marrying off a disaster is still somewhat useful.

Louis pondered for a moment, then returned to the hotel with David and others.

In the next few days, Louis did not leave the hotel. He practiced wholeheartedly, increasing the internal energy in his body, practicing various techniques, and striving to become stronger.

Emma was also bored staying with him. "This place is not fun at all. It's so messy and there's no excitement. Those haunted houses are not scary at all. They are all men and women who go in to flirt. It's disgusting."

"That guy Yurunka was really comfortable. He bought a lot of things, all kinds of cosmetics. Damn, I wanted to buy some too, but David wouldn't give me any money, saying I was still young. Yurunka is only two or three years older than me..."

"But she's often harassed. She looks like she's getting annoyed to death, haha."

Emma was chattering away, holding a knife and pressing it against the neck of a little white mouse, as if she was experimenting to see if the mouse knew it was a sharp weapon and whether it had any dangerous instincts.

Louis opened his eyes and glanced at her.

Emma immediately shut up, gave him a dissatisfied look, cut the mouse's throat with a knife, and ran outside to find a trash can.

But after a while, she came back and helped get a cup of hot water.

Well, it seems that the correction effect is really good.

(End of this chapter)