Xuan Yingluo quickly ran over, but she was too late. There was no one here, and that figure had already disappeared.
The light here was very dim, and it was already impossible to see that person’s tracks clearly.
Something was wrong.
Xuan Yingluo quickly became alert. Everything seemed very abnormal. She lowered her head and looked around, carefully looking for traces.
It was impossible for a person to appear without leaving a trace. She could feel that she had woken up too quickly. That person was caught off guard and quickly ran away.
Soon, Xuan Yingluo saw traces on the ground. However, they were not footprints, but traces of a wheelchair.
Was that person in a wheelchair?
Xuan Yingluo was very suspicious. She went back. At this time, the second and third were holding Little Seven’s hand as they walked over. Xuan Yingluo quickly said, “The second and third, where did you go just now?”
