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.,Finally, she reached out and brushed the grass clippings off her robe. She glanced around with beautiful eyes and politely said, "Thank you!"。