C272 The doubt of the little ghost

Xuan Qing hurriedly chased after him, but discovered that there was no trace of the ghost mother anywhere. She could not even smell the scent of blood, as if the blood had completely evaporated after she turned around.

Xuan Qing brandished her long sword, shooting out sword qi. The wall only had a few marks carved on it.

He leaped towards the window and into the darkness