A face that had been smiling just now was now frighteningly pale, with deep uneasiness in its pupils like clear springs.

She could no longer hear what He Jiangang said next, and she kept repeating He Jiangang's words just now in her mind.

Dongchuan Yu is here... Dongchuan Yu is here...

The evil spirit is coming...

This name used to be Wan Han's nightmare. How many times I dreamed about it at noon and night, and woke up covered in cold sweat. It was a nightmare that I couldn't get rid of.

That man is a devil, a scary, scary devil.

Just hearing this name, those black memories sealed in her heart surged up and invaded Wanhan. Thinking of those things, she felt cold and trembling all over.

She has never been so afraid of anyone or anything.

But this man named Dongchuan Yu...

"Wanhan! Wanhan!" He Jiangang was talking to himself, but suddenly found that her voice was missing from the phone, so he shouted anxiously.

"Wanhan, why don't you speak..." He knew how terrifying this man's name was to Wanhan.

Even he knew how scary that man was.

"I, I'm fine." When she spoke again, her voice became hoarse and difficult, and she could no longer maintain her calmness and calmness.

"He must see you now..."

"No! Don't!!" Wan Han suddenly interrupted He Jiangang's words with a startled voice and refused: "No, don't tell him where I am, I don't want to see him."

She didn't want to see the devil, the Satan from hell.

"Uncle, I don't want to see him." Wan Han stood up in panic and kept repeating.

"Wan Han..." He Jiangang wanted to say something else, but noise quickly appeared on the phone, accompanied by He Jiangang's anxious and panicked voice: "Master Dongchuan... what are you going to do..."

Before he finished speaking, the phone fell silent and there was no sound at all.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" The call suddenly went silent. She didn't know what happened over there, but there was a vague and extreme fear in her heart.

"Little one, did you hear that you don't want to see me? I really want to see you..."

The man's cold voice, which seemed to be full of joy, reached Wan Han's ears.

Every word is like the most terrifying tarsal maggot.

"..." This demonic voice made Wan Han freeze up.

Suddenly, an extremely cold feeling came from the bottom of her heart and almost reached Wanhan's limbs, freezing her.

The kind of fear and disgust that comes from deep in the soul, just the sound makes Wan Han almost faint.

"What's wrong, are you so happy to hear my voice? My little baby, you are really easy for me to find..."

He continued talking, and it could be heard that he was in a good mood and smiling faintly.

"..." Wan Han still didn't speak. She had the urge to scream and throw away the phone to avoid the man's voice.

"Why don't you talk? I miss you very much. Of course, I miss your body even more. I miss the way you look under me..."

The man's evil and lewd voice slowly told those memories.

"Shut up... you devil." Wan Han couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted him angrily!
Chapter completed!