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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.,Outside, it was a deluge, at least a roaring flood of hundreds of miles. It could even be like the biblical flood of Yahweh's destruction.,Ouyang Rong, who had been looking up, suddenly spoke without turning around.。