Footsteps grew closer. Ye Hian's beautiful eyes scanned the surroundings sharply, grabbing a hairpin that lay abandoned on the side.,Stepping out of the dilapidated temple, Ye Feiran cautiously surveyed her surroundings. After a moment's thought, she recognized this as Kyoto's most notorious ghost street on the outskirts of the city.,After a quarter of an hour, the love flower poison within Ye Hisshen's body had dissolved.。