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"Oh." Zhang Xiaotian did not utter a word. He kept having the feeling that He Ziyu had changed again, becoming even more special than before.

It was as if no one could fathom her true thoughts about what form of existence she was in.

"Come, follow me." She Ziyu patted Little Yellow, and the big bug disappeared like a wisp of smoke. No one knew where it was hiding