Ye Hishuiapos;s Nigh

Time was of the essence. Ye Hiran suddenly sat up, her blood-stained hands fiercely striking the burly man's neck.,Suddenly, a night wind blew by. Ye Hidi twitched her nose and felt a surge of joy. She took a step forward and entered the haunted house on the east side of Ghost Street.,At the same time, clover had quietly wrapped around Ye Hisai's dark hair behind him. The four leaves swayed constantly, hinting at excitement.。