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.,Walking out of the dilapidated temple, Ye Hidan cautiously surveyed her surroundings. A quick search of her memory revealed that this was Kyoto's outskirts most famous ghost street.,Suddenly, a night wind blew in, Ye Hidan twitched her nose, a hint of joy appeared in her heart, and she took steps into the haunted house on the east side of Ghost Street.。