Ye Hishi Ranye Mu Li

Time was of the essence. Ye Hishang abruptly sat up, her blood-stained hands striking the burly man's neck with brutal force.,Under the moonlight, you could see that inside the haunted house was a herb garden, filled with all sorts of medicinal herbs.,She didn't know that a four-leaf clover, about the height of her finger, was hopping quietly after her.。