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"Haha, I'm here. Everyone, don't be afraid of me!"

Zhang Tian Ling Zi's body was as light as a swallow. He ran as fast as the wind and stopped in front of the Little Ancestor. With a smile, he asked, "So you are the Little Ancestor?"

The little ancestor quickly observed Zhang Tian Ling Zi and saw that the sword in her hand was black with a crimson red blade. He knew that this sword was the Sky