When his hand was about to touch Ye Hixian, Ye Hixian, who had been tightly closed, suddenly opened her eyes. A trace of murderous intent flashed in her cold and sharp beautiful eyes.,Da Han's head went fuzzy and he fainted completely.,Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew by. Yè Hí Rǎn twitched her nose, a hint of joy appearing in her heart. She took a step and entered the ghost house on the east side of Ghost Street.。