author:匿名
state:in the series
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Time was of the essence. Ye Hiran suddenly sat up, her blood-stained hands fiercely striking the burly man's neck.,Under the moonlight, you could see that inside the haunted house was a medicine garden, filled with all kinds of herbs.,Yè Hísǎn found nothing, her brows furrowed as she murmured softly, "Strange, I always feel like someone is following me"。