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Qianqian pointed at the flying clan expert who had turned into an ice sculpture, then looked at the short and fat old man who was trembling with his head lowered, and asked: "You should have a secret technique to control the soul, right?"

Chen Ying could vaguely guess Xue Qingcheng's intention from her movements and he honestly nodded his head.

"Sure enough!" With a wave of her long sleeve