Chapter 601

Wynter had not forgotten about the red shoe in her bag. Her priority now was to find Nixon’s soul and use the method of guiding souls to send him back.

Winnie had said that Nixon had fallen sick because a child wearing a costume had invited him to play.

Wynter’s gaze fell on Isla in front of her. “Has your sister ever invited a little boy to play?”

“A little boy?” Isla shook her head at first, but then said, “Oh, I remember now. There seemed to be a little

boy, but my sister didn’t invite him. She said he was chosen.”

Wynter quickly got the essence of Isla’s words. “Chosen? By what?”

“I don’t know, either.” Isla tried to recall something. “It looked like he was captured, but no one spent à single penny to look for him.”

Isla tried hard to explain clearly to Wynter, “Those people have taken away a lot of children other than my

sister, and they have not returned.

“Wynter, since you speak Foplyanese, could you go and ask them what happened? They are friendly to

those who can speak Foplyanese.”

Are they Foplyans?” Wynter’s eyes narrowed.

invite them to take photos together. But they promised to send

not comprehend what exactly was

this period in

her fingers,

know where those people who

I have sold flowers near there.”

be too late if they went there any later.

lips. “Not now, Wynter. I need to save my mother. She hasn’t

first thought that went through Wynter’s

open sores all over her body, so she forbade

her.”

it syphilis? Or was

since she had

deliver the medicine to

Chapter 601

“Walt until I have delivered the medicine, then I’ll go with you to save my sister.”

let Isla go back alone. Moreover, she did not know how serious

because she was worried that people in this era still did not know how to prevent the disease. Isla could be infected

going with

far away. To Isla, who had been running back and forth daily, it was very

the money earned from selling camellias to buy her mother what little medicinal herbs

left.

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