As soon as he climbed to the top of the rockery in the background of broken thoughts, Wang Qiyi twisted his neck and shrank his limbs into the shell in the cheers of the tourists, and slid down the waterfall.

"It's been photographed, it's been photographed, and the ticket for visiting Yunshan is worth it!"

"The king of the wishing pond in other attractions is either too small or too lazy, and it has to be the big king of Yunshan View, handsome and lively!"

"Hahaha, Wang Bake'er surfs, and he's quite good at playing!"

Chapter 128 of "The Eighth King Who Crossed into the Wishing Fountain" The Burning Man is hitting with his hand, please wait a moment,

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