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.,Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew, Ye Hirai's nose twitched, a hint of joy appeared in her heart, and she stepped into the ghost house on the east side of Ghost Street.,The next moment, the white shadow darted swiftly through the medicinal herb garden, quickly harvesting the herbs it needed.。