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Beiming Ye stared at the cliff for a while, then turned his horse and left.

Below the cliff, Nalan Youyou slowly sat up, stretching her wrists and ankles.

She wasn't dead, but she was still intact. Not even a little bit of damage? She stood up and looked down. Below her was a cliff that was tens of thousands of feet high. Her palms couldn't help but break out in cold sweat