Ye Huiran Night Mu L

She gritted her teeth, bearing down on the excruciating pain that wracked her body, reaching a hand to press against her pulse.,Footsteps grew closer, Ye Hiran's beautiful eyes scanned the surroundings sharply, and she grabbed a hairpin that lay forgotten beside her.,Stepping out of the dilapidated temple, Ye Feiran cautiously surveyed the surroundings. A quick search of her memory revealed that this was Kyoto's most notorious ghost street on the outskirts of the city.。