Soon, the two arrived before Ye Hishui. The pitch-black dilapidated temple was illuminated by torches.,Finally, she reached out and brushed off some grass clippings from her robe. She glanced around with a beautiful gaze and politely said, "Thank you!",Meanwhile, clover had silently entwined itself in Ye Hisui's jet-black hair at her back. The four leaves trembled constantly, faintly revealing their excitement.。