Ye Hishuiapos;s Nigh

The next moment, Ye Hixian only felt a sharp pain in her brain, and large chunks of memories flooded in like a tidal wave.,Time was of the essence. Ye Hiran suddenly sat up, her blood-stained hands fiercely striking the burly man's neck.,Yè Hísǎn found nothing, her brows furrowed as she murmured softly, "Strange, I always feel like someone is following me"。