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.,Meanwhile, clover had silently entwined itself in Ye Hisui's jet-black hair at her back. The four leaves trembled constantly, faintly revealing their excitement.。