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The whole person shrank in a large black crane fur cloak, arms crossed and hugging tightly, as if afraid of the cold.,At this moment, Ou Yangrong stood under the moonlight, struggling. The delicate girl's slender eyes peeked out from between her arms, silently watching him.,And a white silk cloth wrapped around her forehead in a circle, like a headband, covered a rather sizable wound. It still throbbed with pain at times.。