Wang Haotian and the three walked to the edge of the cliff.

Look down.

The waterfall rushes straight down, and the bottom is as deep as an abyss.

Look ahead.

A thick fog is filled, shrouding the mountain stream, and the visual distance is no more than 100 meters.

What is 100 meters away.

Nobody knows.

didn't wait for Wang Haotian to ask.

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Chapter 1277 of "The First Supreme of the City" Sister Qiankun, come out and talk It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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