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"Can you feel where it went?" Wu Qiong asked in a low voice.

Ming Wan slightly frowned: "Windows."

"Actually, it's the mirror of the window."

The worry on Ming Wan's face became even more obvious. "Now I know what that thing is. It's a Spirit Mirror."

"Mirror?"

"Without a soul to rely on, one becomes a wandering ghost. Without dispersing any resentment, they become a vengeful spirit like me