In the cold wind, Xu Sirou half-bowed her head.

She didn't have any expression on her face, just staring at somewhere in the void in a daze, and tears were streaming down her face. But she seemed to be unconscious, only a faint mist escaped from her lips, and she could see her slightly rapid and deep breathing.

She exhaled and inhaled so deeply, as if she was going to vomit out all the blood in her body with her breath.

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