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At the same time, in a high-end villa in country M.
Bai jingxu, who was in deep sleep, was suddenly woken up by a strange number.
The phone number was not a number but a string of garbled numbers, which made Bai jingxu feel strange.
What was even stranger was the voice that came from the other end of the phone.
It was a woman's voice. She said, " Tugen 'er, guess who I am? "
Bai jingxu's still dazed brain buzzed, and his entire body turned cold from head to toe.
He had not heard the name earth root for almost twenty years.
But what made his hair stand on end the most was Yingying.
Why did this woman's voice sound so familiar?
It was very similar to his grandfather who had passed away 40 years ago.
Bai jingxu shuddered and felt goosebumps all over his body in the bedroom that was warm as spring.
He quickly picked up the cross on the bedside table used to ward off evil spirits and asked in a trembling voice, " "Yingluo, Who are you?"
