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Lee Ruo held her head, looking as weak as a newborn baby.

There was no way to resist, nor was there any way to resist at all.

The wind was blowing fiercely. No matter how many people were guarding outside the city, they were still unable to withstand the wind.

Lee Ruo's body was really thin, her broken hand was blown to the point of crumbling

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