Chapter 230 The Cursed Place of Sarah

"Well, little sister, who the hell are you?"

Andrew walked over.

Unexpectedly, the little girl turned around and was about to leave.

It was not easy for Andrew to have a talkative person. He rushed up with a big stride.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he put his hand on the little girl's shoulder, the whole arm passed through her body.

"What..."

Andrew was so frightened that he lost his balance and fell forward.

Then, as Andrew fell, he passed through the little girl.

It was as if he had passed through a wisp of cyan smoke without any hindrance.

What was going on?

Regardless of the pain in his palm, Andrew hurriedly looked back but didn't find the little girl.

Illusion?

No, no! I'm already a grand mage, full of energy. Illusions can't exist at all.

Spatial transference? Illusion? Avatar technique? The illusion of wind magic?

No, neither.

Andrew speculated and denied all the possibilities.

It was not such a superficial thing.