Nine-Tailed Fox Saint

Nine-Tailed Fox Saint

"Senior?"

Seeing Xiao Ming lost in thought, the sharp-faced old man cautiously asked.

Coming back to his senses, Xiao Ming glanced at him and said with a faint smile, "You may leave. This Saint will protect her."

Hearing this, Hu Yu's face lit up with joy. At last, she would not be captured by the Glass Snake Tribe.

Unlike Hu Yu, the members of the Glass Snake Tribe looked utterly miserable.

Their tribe had finally caught the Saintess of the Nine-Tailed Ice Fox Saint Tribe alone. To ensure success, they had even dispatched a Half-Saint. They were truly unwilling to give up just like that.

Yet if they were to face a saint, they did not have the courage.

After struggling inwardly for a moment, the Half-Saint could only sigh.

"Forget it. We can only return and let the Supreme Elder decide."

"Senior, then we shall take our leave." The old man bowed and cupped his hands.

"Mm." Xiao Ming nodded in satisfaction. With a wave of his hand, the crushing aura weighing upon the Glass Snake Tribe members instantly vanished.

Watching his clansmen shakily rise to their feet, the old man cupped his hands again before leading them away through the void.

Only then did Xiao Ming turn his gaze back to Hu Yu. Seeing her lying on the ground in an exceptionally seductive posture, he softly asked,

"Can you still stand?"

"No problem."

With the danger gone, Hu Yu happily got to her feet. She also took a white lotus from her Na Ring and stuffed it into her mouth. The injuries all over her body recovered at a visible speed.

Xiao Ming glanced at her Na Ring thoughtfully.

"An Eighth Grade Snow Leaf White Lotus... It seems the rumor that the Wind Snow Holy