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v2 Chapter 105 in spell class
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There was a cry of frozen spells in the classroom, and the spells flew everywhere. The missed spells hit the chandeliers, and the shadows of the lights swayed on the walls.
Penello looked around, pursed his lips and smiled: "Fortunately, this is the morning, otherwise there will be dozens of ghosts."
Moriarty was noncommittal, and said to her, "Do you want to start with a frozen dead thing, or a living thing."
"Of course, practice from dead objects." Penello raised h ...
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