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a fat arm flew up, and the shoulder joint of the fat boss froze immediately because of the cold air on the ice sword, without a drop of blood. Such a wound, even if it's a high-level light magic, can't make him recover.

"if you talk to me again, Miss Ben will cut you into a human stick." The delicate voice of the snow is like the cold air emanating from a piece of ice. The sharp edge of the clear eyes and Brahma's life vision are really a little cold.

don't you think it's a matter of time. Brahmin's heart couldn't help thinking. He was still...