The plane slowly ascended, and Thirteen secretly glanced at Si Xiuwen.

discovered his abnormality, and before he could speak, the fuselage was jolted.

The cold air is coming, and through the window, you can also see the lightning flashing by from time to time outside.

This weather is not very suitable for flying.

Thirteen held on to the handle, and his body swayed with the fuselage. If he wasn't still wearing a seat belt, he would have crashed directly into the table behind the front seat.

When the plane stabilized a little, he looked at Si Xiuwen with concern and said cautiously, "Young Master, are you okay?" ”

The latter closed his eyes and frowned. Hearing his inquiry, he shook his head slightly.

The plane gradually stabilized, but the captain also felt that the air was not suitable for travel, and wanted to apply to land nearby, or turn around.

Si Xiuwen disagreed, and said strongly, "Keep flying." ”

The stewardess and Thirteen on the side looked at each other, but no one dared to persuade them again. The captain can only continue to drive towards his destination.

Si Xiuwen let out a long breath of hot air, his hands clenched into fists, and he looked out the window.

The dark clouds were thick, and just below them, there was a faint light.

The wings flashed red lights again and again, echoing the lightning that lit up from time to time not far away.

He didn't think anything was wrong, but the rest of the plane could only start silently praying that the weather would be better.

However, even if it rains, they are above the clouds, the rain is in the troposphere, and they are in the stratosphere, which is completely unaffected. It's just that the lightning looks terrifying.

Thirteen propped his head and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Si Xiuwen only felt that the sensation on his body was becoming more and more obvious, his self-control was collapsing more and more, and his eyes involuntarily began to redden.

Thinking of what Lan Ling had done, he suddenly chuckled, "Cancel all the cooperation with the Lan Clan." ”

Thirteen was already drowsy, suddenly heard a voice, and immediately woke up, and his brain quickly reacted, and responded, "Okay." ”

No reason was asked.

Si Xiuwen's orders, in his eyes, were absolute orders, not discussions.

He has long been unaccustomed to that big family, and it is naturally best if he can not cooperate.

The man closed his eyes and seemed to be resting.

But the faint appearance of green tendons on his forehead still revealed his uncalm at this time.

His breathing became rapid, his body began to heat slightly, and he could clearly feel that his abdomen was becoming hot, as if there was a fire burning inside.

Si Xiu Wenming confessed that this was the result of the dissipation of medicinal power, and his body was being frantically consumed by this medicine, and some messy things began to appear in his mind.

He shook his head slightly, trying to get rid of everything in his mind, closed his eyes, and couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, mobilizing his will to suppress it.

Thirteen on the side opened his eyes at this moment, he could sense the changes in his young master, turned his head to stare at him, except for his face was slightly red, there was no other abnormality, he took a deep look again, got up and left his seat.

He walked to the front of the plane lightly, without making a single noise, leaving Si Xiuwen alone in the cabin.

Buzz –

The sound of air hitting the glass filled the entire cabin, and the slight vibration made the seat shake slightly, and Si Xiuwen, who was sitting on the seat, slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the sky outside the window.

It was pitch black, secluded, and from time to time a cyan thunderbolt slashed, exploding not far from the plane, but it did not affect the plane, and no thunder was heard, and the surroundings were unusually quiet.

"Young Master, how are you feeling?" Suddenly, Thirteen quietly appeared beside him, holding a glass of boiled water in his hand, and handed it to him with a worried expression.

"It's fine." He took the water from his hand, took a few sips and put it back.

Si Xiuwen rubbed his temples, closed his eyes again, leaned his head back on the table and chair, and said softly, "How long will it take?"

Thirteen lowered his head and pondered for a while, carefully calculating in his mind how long it would take to fly at the current speed and distance, and with a respectful face, he stretched out a finger and stood in front of him, "It will take about an hour." ”

The man opened his eyes slightly, and a cold gaze slid by.

The air conditioner was on in the plane, and Si Xiuwen's position had been adjusted to the lowest temperature, but his face was flushed, and cold sweat was still breaking out on his forehead.

A bold idea flashed through Thirteen's mind.

Impossible, right?

He quickly shook his head and shook the thoughts out of his head.

Si Xiuwen only glanced at him and closed his eyes again. When the plane is quiet, you can eliminate distractions in your mind.

However, I don't know what kind of medicine Lan Ling gave him.

The effect of the medicinal power spread throughout his body, and even with such a good physical fitness, he could feel that the effect was constantly shouting, and his will gradually fell.

Either find the corresponding medicine to relieve the desire, or it can only solve the desire.

The comparison between the two is inconvenient. But taking medicine in addition can also harm the body.

Thirteen was helpless, so he could only watch from the sidelines.

Time flies, and every second seems to be extended. Si Xiuwen's face became redder and redder, and if someone touched it, he would definitely feel hot.

Finally, the plane slowed down and began to prepare for landing.

The air pressure was still very strong, and it made people's eardrums hurt. But Si Xiuwen didn't seem to hear it, opened his eyes, and stared straight outside.

Twenty minutes later, the plane managed to hold firm.

Si Xiuwen immediately got up, stepped off the plane stiffly, and left through the priority channel.

The car arranged by Thirteen was already waiting outside.

As soon as they went out, the two got into the car.

"Go find her." The man said.

His fingers clenched into fists, and the lower half of his body was almost completely controlled by the effects of the drug. It felt like it was about to tear apart.

Needless to say, Thirteen also knows who this "she" is.

He gave an order and told the driver to hurry up.

On the side, there was another subordinate who originally came out to greet Si Xiuwen, but before he could get in the car, the car had already left quickly.

Leaving him with a bewildered face, he helplessly looked at the vehicle that was about to lose his shadow.

From the time I saw the young master to the time he left, it was only a short half minute.

What a hurry!

The subordinate watched silently, and quickly reacted, and quickly hailed a taxi and asked people to follow the car.

The driver gave him a blank look, "What do you call me to follow?" ”

The airport is full of people, and cars have to go through a specific passage, and this passage is now full of traffic, and you need to stop and go to barely drive out.

And that car, the speed is fast, and it is a member channel, and in the blink of an eye, it is no longer called.

The subordinate had no choice but to order him to drive to the vicinity of the camp.