Ye Hishi Ranye Mu Li

The next moment, Ye Hishang only felt a sharp pain in her head, and large chunks of memory surged in like a tidal wave.,Time was of the essence. Ye Hishang abruptly sat up, her blood-stained hands striking the burly man's neck with brutal force.,Yè Hísǎn discovered nothing, furrowed her brows and softly murmured, "Strange, I always feel like someone is following me"。