Ye Hibiscus Dyed Nig

Though it was melodramatic, the most important thing was that she had survived. There was nothing more important than being alive.,Time was of the essence, Ye Hixian abruptly sat up, her blood-stained hands striking the burly man's neck with a sickening thud.,Walking out of the dilapidated temple, Ye Feiran cautiously surveyed her surroundings. After a moment's thought, she realized this was Kyoto's outskirts most famous ghost street.。