Ye Hibiscus Dyed Nig

Time was of the essence, Ye Hixian abruptly sat up, her blood-stained hands striking the burly man's neck with a sickening thud.,Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew, Ye Hirai's nose twitched, a hint of joy appeared in her heart, and she stepped into the ghost house on the east side of Ghost Street.,The next moment, the white shadow darted swiftly through the medicinal herb garden, quickly harvesting the herbs it needed.。