Ming Chuan knew that his approach was too messy, but he also had his own considerations. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Before boarding the plane, he knew how long the voyage would take, but these accidents during the flight made the voyage much longer, but this was also estimated.

After roughly estimating it in his heart, Ming Chuan knew that if the next thing could go well, it would probably take less than half an hour to enter the sky above L City. That is, he only needs to hold on for half an hour at most.

Provided, of course, that all goes well.

The ghost qi in the body flowed into the magic circle on the ground with the blood, and gradually, the blood closely linked Mingchuan and the magic circle.

Mingchuan felt that his feelings were becoming more and more strange.

The five senses gradually moved away from his body, and all kinds of feelings became unreal, and it seemed to cast a faint shadow on his surroundings. Soon he found himself looking down on everything in the cabin, including his own body, from a godlike third-person perspective.

It's not the first time this experience has happened, either. He had experienced similar feelings in his dreams before.

Only this time he wasn't in a dream.

Looking down on himself from a high place was a strange feeling, but it didn't take long for Mingchuan to get used to it. When he got used to it, he found another problem.

His senses, or his consciousness, were not only in the air, but also in his original body there were equally clear and clear sensations. His sight is both high in the air and on the ground, as is his sense of hearing and touch.

It was as if he had been split in two, half left on the ground and half floating into the air.

The experience was novel and he had never experienced it before. After a few moments, he understood what was going on.

There was a small part of his consciousness, and a little fragment flowed into the circle he had arranged with the blood, and at this moment, his consciousness stayed on the shell at the top of the plane, in the lines of the circle's energy.

Since consciousness flows into the circle, is it possible to follow the flow of the circle and wander around?

Ming Chuan was a little curious about this, and he tried to control the consciousness of this part of himself, feeling the flow of energy in the surrounding circle.

The warm air currents flowed around him, and Ming Chuan carefully identified their directions, and soon found out the pattern.

He controlled the fragments of his consciousness and followed the flow of energy, slowly swimming along the outer wall of the plane.

The movement of consciousness caused his five senses to move with him, and his sight and touch were constantly flowing, and he could observe the surrounding scene more closely. In just a few moments, the entire cabin was in full view of him.

This state lasted for a short while, and Ming Chuan felt that his body had become a little heavy. He secretly said in his heart, could it be that the separation of consciousness has increased his mental burden?

Ming Chuan knew that he couldn't let his consciousness separate like this, otherwise, once something happened on the side of the main body and he couldn't replenish the energy in time, the magic circle would lose its effect, and all his previous efforts would be in vain.

Thinking of this, Ming Chuan wanted to control his separated consciousness and return to the center of the cabin, back to his body.

Just as he was about to do this, Ming Chuan suddenly had a strange feeling.

He suddenly felt that outside the barrier formed by the circle, something was desperately squeezing inside. It wasn't that pure, unlike the energy of the ghosts, and it was mixed with weird filth.

What is that?

Ming Chuan was a little puzzled.

Soon, that wonder was replaced by surprise.

Because he clearly and clearly felt that something was coming in from outside the barrier.

Ming Chuan was taken aback, although the magic circle he arranged was not as good as Gao Shan Jing and Gao Shan Kaguya, it was not so easy to break through. He didn't even feel that the barrier of the circle had been breached, and the other party just quietly squeezed in.

Through the circle, he could feel everything that the energy of the circle touched, including their shape, their movements, their energy fluctuations, and so on. But that thing just now didn't leave him with much of a picture.

It's not that Chuan doesn't feel that thing, he does sense it, but he can't grasp the other party's form and shape and energy fluctuations.

Ming Chuan was very surprised by this.

He quickly withdrew his consciousness from the outer barrier to the interior of the cabin, and followed the energy patterns of the circle to find it in the plane.

Nothing was found.

There are no foreign objects in the cabin. Could it be that he had just felt wrong, or was it the illusion that he was too careful?

Ming Chuan didn't dare to jump to conclusions, after all, he himself was in an unprecedented state at this time, and even he couldn't be completely sure whether his feelings at this moment were real.

He didn't see that a white line thinner than a hair was slowly swimming in the direction of the cockpit along the fuselage, and he didn't see that the white filament didn't forget to avoid the energy flow of the circle when he was swimming, and he didn't alarm the magic circle arranged by Ming Chuan again.

Bai Silk squirmed in the cabin for a while, and swam into the cockpit, and at this time, Shi Qing was squinting hard, looking at the blue sky outside the cabin.

The slender white silk moved slowly on the ground, and crawled towards Li Ruyao, who was lying motionless on the ground. The process went smoothly and unhindered.

When the white silk swam to Li Ruyao's side, it quickly climbed up to Li Ruyao's arm without hesitation, and the snake swam on her body, burrowed into her nostrils, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Everything went on so quickly and quietly that no one noticed the anomaly.

Then, Li Ruyao quietly stood up behind Shi Qing.

At this time, Ming Chuan still didn't know anything about it.

The fragments of consciousness still followed the energy of the circle and roamed around the cabin, trying to figure out if the sensation was his own delusion.

But before he could find the slender white silk, Ming Chuan heard a fierce movement from the cockpit.

There was Shi Qing on the cockpit, and he had told him many times before to be optimistic about the situation in the cockpit, but he still made a fuss.

What is that guy doing in Shi Qing?

While thinking like this, Ming Chuan controlled his consciousness and tried to move in the direction of the cockpit, trying to see what was going on over there.

At this moment, Ming Chuan's voice came from Yinglan's ears.

"Lord Mingchuan, what is that?" was thick in Yinglan's voice.

Ming Chuan's consciousness quickly returned to his body, and he raised his head in some confusion, only to see Jiang Shengqing, who was sitting at the very end, standing up from his seat.