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The ice pile in Mother Ghost's hands that was spurting cold air became bigger and bigger, continuously expanding until it was big enough to hold an adult. But in Mother Ghost's hands, it was still spinning like a toy.

A childish smile appeared on Mother Ghost's face, one that was enchanting and naive. If she didn't know that she was a sinister and evil sect master, seeing her naive appearance

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