Ye Hirai's eyes flashed with a chill, her mind rapidly searching through her memory.,Time was of the essence, Ye Hixian suddenly sat up, her blood-stained hands fiercely striking the big man's neck.,Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew, Ye Hisai twitched her nose, a glimmer of joy appeared in her heart, and she stepped into the haunted house on the east side of Ghost Street.。