Flight m570, aircraft cab.

Colson, the co pilot, looked at the dashboard and indicator lights in the cabin and turned his head to the pilot and said, "Hi! Pete, autopilot is set up. It will take ten hours to get to the destination. We can have a rest. "

Peter sat in the driver's seat, raised his head, moved his aching cervical vertebra, smiled and said, "I have to rest. My neck is very uncomfortable recently!"

Colson reached for the phone, dialed the crew's lounge, and whispered, "two coffees, please. Thank you."

Put down the phone, Colson picked Pete's eyebrows, smiled and said, "Pete, I think you should let the beautiful stewardess press your neck."

Pete smiled and shook his head. "Hi, Colson! I'm getting married. You're hurting me! "

Shua!

The cockpit door was opened by a steward.

"Mr. Pitt, Mr. Colson, this is your coffee!"

"OK, thank you!"

Peter and Colson took coffee, smiled at each other and took a sip.

However, they did not find that at this moment, the autopilot of the plane actually changed its route and deviated from the original direction to the airport of China.

At the moment, on a small island overseas of the Chinese territory, a piece of rock land has been artificially modified.

Let the original uneven ground become a little flat.

A team of fifteen stood on the side of the island, standing in silence in the wind.

Fifteen of them were all in bright plate armour with swords.

Behind the face armor, a pair of cold eyes close slightly, like a sleeping beast, waiting for the moment when the prey arrives.

Boom ·

the man standing at the front of the line suddenly raised his head, eyes shining, looked at a black spot in the far sky, and said in a deep voice, "ready! People have arrived! "

On the plane, Ye Yu looks at the blood sea in his hand. No, it's blood spring now.

The angel who gave birth to blood almost consumed all the energy of the sea of blood.

However, Ye Yu's mood now is full of joy instead of any pity.

The blood sea almost dried up, but instead of a tall, strong breath of blood angel!

What's more, after the Blood Angels are gestated, the energy in the blood sea is still slowly recovering.

Immersed in the blood sea of the netherworld, Ye Yu is trying to check the strength of the blood angel, but suddenly feels that his body is sinking slightly.

Lift the blindfold, Ye Yu looks out of the passenger plane window, and finds that the passenger plane is slowly descending.

Looking at the time, Ye Yu frowns slightly. He hasn't arrived in China yet, but why does the airliner seem to land?

"Steward!"

Ye Yu pressed the phone beside the seat to call the flight attendants.

"Hello, sir. May I help you?"

The steward hears Ye Yu's call, steps to the front, bends slightly to inquire.

Ye Yu pointed out the window of the passenger plane and said to the steward, "why hasn't the passenger plane landed in China?"

The steward was stunned and said, "Mister, you misunderstood that the plane didn't arrive in China, but it didn't land."

Ye Yu raised his eyebrows and said softly, "I've driven a plane. I know it's landing now!"

The good quality of the stewardess just froze for a moment, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, then he said with a smile, "OK, sir, I'll ask the pilot about it."

When we got to the rest area, the steward shook his head slightly and sighed, then called the cab.

"Hello, Captain Pitt, a passenger wants to ask why the plane is landing!"

After a pause, the steward continued, "Captain Pitt, you don't have to pay attention to this boring problem. I'll explain it to the passengers."

The stewardess said, just about to hang up, but suddenly heard Peter's panic voice in the receiver, "how can it be? The plane is really landing! "

"What?" The steward opened his mouth wide and his eyes were full of shock. "He was right. The plane is really descending!"