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... o he immediately conjured some spikes in his palm.
The spikes pierced into every corner of the room.
A cry of pain was heard.
Jiang Ming nodded.
He did not really stick the spikes into the painting.
If the voice was really coming from that painting, it would not have let out such a painful cry.
Following the voice, he walked to a corner.
In the corner was a child dressed lik ...
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