The ghost sword fell from the sky and groaned softly on the ground.

Xiaobai, who was licking his fur, suddenly felt strange. He looked up suddenly and saw that there was no one on the seat. The sun was shining in from the window. The person who was supposed to be sitting behind the table to bask in the sun was gone.

Only the ghost sword was lying quietly on the floor, while the person who was holding it just now disappeared inexplicably.

Go...where?

Xiaobai was stunned, subconsciously wondering if the guy had left it behind to go out to see monsters, but suddenly he felt that this was not the reason.

There was a very strange feeling, and Xiaobai tried hard to sense the breath of the man of light.

Its hair emitted a dazzling light, as white and holy as an angel. After a while, Xiaobai opened his eyes, the pupils of his ice-blue eyes were dilated, with a cute expression on his face.

Damn it, it can’t sense it!

Xiaobai stood up, paced back and forth anxiously, then jumped onto the chair where Zhuiyu was sitting just now and smelled it. After a while, he jumped onto the table and walked around, and finally ran up and down the house.

No more! There is no scent of that person anywhere!

Just like his light, clean.

Can't feel it at all.

Xiaobai returned to the room just now, tilting his head and continuing to look confused, as if the whole cat was stupid.

Is he... not in this universe anymore?!

Xiaobai squatted on the table, the bright sunshine fell on its white hair, and it stared outside.

That person was indeed gone.
Chapter completed!