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... er vision.
She could only vaguely make out the giant figure in the heavy rain. Hail and cold rain hit Mr. Gray Wolf’s drenched fur. He looked like a wolf that had fallen into a pot of soup. So pitiful.
He was even taller than when they had first met. The rain and hail smashed down on the firewood on his back and continued falling down along the edges.
Although he looked wretched, he was still alive.
Still alive.
Ruan Qiuqiu had overdrafted on her physical strength a ...
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