Ye Hibiscus Dyed Nig

Soon, the two arrived before Ye Hishui. The pitch-black dilapidated temple was illuminated by torches.,Time was of the essence, Ye Hixian abruptly sat up, her blood-stained hands striking the burly man's neck with a sickening thud.,Ye Hisui found nothing, frowned and murmured softly, "Strange, I always feel like someone is following me"。