Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 736 741 The Holy Maiden
Copper Street.

The light blue mist seems to be alive, slowly floating in the remote streets.

under the moonlight.

A hundred meters away from the light blue mist, there was a light and shadow between illusion and reality.

The light and shadow float, and the dark fragrance flows.

Gradually condensed a tall and beautiful figure.

Moonlight shines.

The cheongsam vividly outlines the woman's slim figure.

She was barefoot, pointing empty to the ground.

A white veil covers the lower half of the face.

Only a pair of beautiful narrow and dark eyes were exposed.

There was a hazy mist in those eyes at the moment.

He stared blankly at the five motionless men standing in the light blue mist.

"... a bunch of trash."

A voice as gentle as a breeze spit out from the woman's mouth.

She didn't seem to be cursing, but comforting children.

The woman's white fingers raised a bell.

"Ding Ling..."

"Ding Lingling."

The sound of the bell echoed in this street. The five men who were still trapped in the light blue mist mechanically obeyed the order of the bell, raised their arms, and stepped forward step by step like a puppet being held. Out of the range shrouded in light blue mist.

Meng Su's consciousness remained in the illusion for a long time before he vaguely saw the shadow of the real world.

He saw an exquisite figure floating in the void with bare feet ten meters away.

Shock and panic flashed across Meng Su's eyes very quickly.

He knelt on his knees, his forehead pressed against the ground, and his voice trembled.

"Subordinates are incompetent."

"Three prey escaped..."

"Ran?"

The woman quietly floated in front of Meng Su in the next instant.

Bend down slightly.

Her tall nose almost touched Meng Su's body.

Meng Su could smell the faint fragrance of flowers coming from the woman.

The fragrance of the flowers seems to have an intoxicating atmosphere, which can sink people's minds.

He bit his lip quickly.

The sweet smell and pain spreading from his mouth made him recover a lot.

"Mengsu."

"...I think, you should give me a perfect reason for failure."

"A hunter cannot fail a second time."

When Meng Su heard the young woman's words, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He raised his head, his face full of panic.

His lips were trembling, but his tone was still calm and brief, "Return to your lord."

"Someone rescued them halfway."

"An ordinary girl."

"...At least, I didn't feel any fluctuations of aura or monster energy from her."

"Only the breath of ordinary humans."

"Oh?"

The eyes of the cheongsam woman exposed outside the veil revealed a hint of interest.

"...Are you sure she is not a demon, not a blood or a witch?"

"The guys from the Witch Clan have been scared out of their wits by us. They are so proficient at things like restraining their breath."

Meng Su: "My lord, I have participated in many hunts of the witch clan."

"Besides, that girl has a typical oriental face. It is almost impossible for Asians to exist among the witches..."

The woman suspended in mid-air straightened her back slightly, and there was a faint cold emotion in those beautiful eyes.

Meng Su felt the breath in front of him recede a little, but he didn't dare to be careless at all, the hair on his back was still standing on end, and he reported meticulously.

"grown ups."

"I have already remembered the appearance of that woman..."

(End of this chapter)