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As the temperature around her dropped, her body shivered as if the temperature was too low. She was so weak that she could collapse at any moment, but her figure never fell. She slowly walked to the top of the mountain.

Standing in front of the slightly familiar cave of ice, her beautiful face revealed a bitter smile under her veil. She took out a small hand from her snow-white fur cloak

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