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Their silly smiles seemed exceptionally white against the snow white forest. Their smiles were so infections it could be felt by each snow particle on every branch and every strand of grass beneath the snowy ground. However, the burning flames from the Fu paper in the snow pit before the two did not catch on. The flames did not grow any larger as the bitter winds blew across it.
Ning Que looked at the tiny flames on the black robes covering the body of the Judicial Department's deacon. It was then, when he discovered, rather awkwardly, that his abilities were very much beneath the young Talisman Master beside him. The talisman that Mo Shanshan had drawn without much thought yesterday had reduced the Judicial Department's deacon into ashes without a single scorch mark on his black robes. However, the fire talisman he had worked hard on in Chang'an City was very weak compared to it. How many days would it take to burn the corpse completely?
Mo Shanshan noticed the awkward
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