Everything was exactly the same as before, and even he noticed that the middle-aged woman next to him was having an asthma attack due to nervousness, and the flight attendant opened his mouth in the second he spoke.

He didn't think much about it, removed the safety belt, and quickly rushed towards the front cabin, completely ignoring the flight attendant's obstruction.

He didn't even realize that the power in his body was not complete, and his true qi was much weaker than his body.

Soon he joins up with the black-haired version of 'Teresa', who is the purser, and the two have the same idea, which is to prevent the captain from committing suicide and prevent the unmanned plane that deviates from the course from crashing into the sea due to a change of course.

"Purser, what's going on. ”

"Something happened in the front cabin. ”

The two of them rushed to the cabin as fast as possible, opened a secret door, took out a key, and inserted it into the keyhole of the cockpit door.

Bang~

was still a step late, and just happened to see the scene of the middle-aged captain swallowing a gun and committing suicide.

The next thing is pretty much the same as before, this time' The purser' Teresa managed to get in touch with the tower with his memory, the destination airport had become a mess after the interruption of contact, and re-got in touch only to find that there was a major accident, the flight lost the co-pilot, and no one on the plane would fly the plane, so the tower urgently contacted the old captain through dialogue, step by step to teach Xia Chan and a purser to know the driving instrument and control stick, how to judge the route, correct the route, and resume automatic driving, but unfortunately the autopilot has long been destroyed by the captain.

"What's the speed reading?"

"Where's the speed reading meter?"

“......”

"Keep calm, I'll repeat the reading meter position......"

"Probably, it's 175. ”

"Altitude reading?"

"Have climbed to a safe height, folded the flaps, and maintained level flight. ”

"How do you receive it?"

This is a conversation between Xia Chan and the tower.

How could two rookies who had never touched an airplane at all, and who had not even had time to absorb the civilization of the old era, fly a passenger plane in a short period of time to find the right route and find the nearest airport to land.

The second time only extended their survival time in the air, this time after four hours of sailing, the plane disintegrated and crashed in mid-air after hitting a headlong into a thundercloud.

There is no suspense, and once again back to the beginning, this time they raced against time to grab the gun before the captain committed suicide, but the unsuspecting captain who was bent on death actually bit off his tongue fiercely and refused to cooperate.

This time, the plane stubbornly changed a nearby landing route, but it got lost at night and ran out of fuel seven hours later and crashed into the sea.

The fourth time was even more unlucky, and although the captain was safely captured, the plane deviated from course and ran into a storm and stalled and crashed.

The fifth time, Teresa performed a spell to completely turn the captain into a puppet, corrected the route in time, and landed at Sanya Airport five hours later and encountered wind shear, the plane crashed and caught fire.

The sixth landing still failed.

The seventh landing failed.

It was only for the eighth time that Teresa realized that her spell seemed to have greatly reduced the intelligence of the captain, and it was simply impossible to complete the process of landing a plane with hundreds of tons of planes safely.

So they changed their strategy and asked the puppet captain to repeatedly teach them how to control the landing process.

"Drain ......"

"Adjust the shipping lane...... Height ......"

"Slow down, put the flaps thirty degrees...... Airbrake preposition...... Lower the landing gear ......"

Until the twenty-seventh time, when Xia Chan and Teressa's spirits were on the verge of collapse, this time the successful plane successfully landed, and the last command came from the intercom: pull back thrust!

The body sank suddenly, resisting the feeling of weightlessness, Xia Chan exerted his legs and supported his body forward to lift and unlock the thrust reverser lock that had been touched for hundreds of hours according to the instructions, and then slammed the throttle backwards, the plane slowly slowed down in the sharp and fading roar of the engine, and finally stopped steadily at the end of the runway, and several fire trucks sounded the alarm and rushed over, accompanied by a storm truck full of airport police.

There were earth-shattering cheers throughout the cabin, people unbuckled their seat belts and hugged people nearby, and the cabin was filled with laughter in Chinese and Malay.

When Xia Chan and Teresa unlocked their seat belts, walked out of the cockpit and entered the cabin, they were immediately surrounded by flight attendants, and the cheers set off another climax.

They couldn't imagine that they could land safely without a co-pilot and the captain lost control.

Through the passenger ladder car, more than 300 passengers got off the plane in turn and arrived safely on the tarmac.

However, as a passenger, Xia Chan and the purser Teresa stood at the top of the stairs and looked at the crowd of people who had escaped death below, and the busy ambulance doctor, glanced at each other, and at the same time felt something.

The next moment, the two of them came back to reality.

Inside the nest, in Xia Chan's room.

At this time, the sky is bright.

The two of them were still in a strange posture at this time, Xia Chan hugged his feet and fell down, and Teresa knelt down and reached out to clasp his shoulders.

The two silently separated, each examining his own situation.

"It's been a long time since my bones were sour. Teresa hugged her knees and rubbed them non-stop, very angry, "It's all you bastard." ”

"I guess it's been six or seven days. Xia Chan also didn't ease up, he was nervous all the time, and he swallowed the dates and instilled everything in his head that was about to explode.

"The key is what the harvest is, and someone once summed it up in a sentence, the weirder the nightmare world, the more wonderful it is. Teresa closed her eyes again, her long eyelashes twitching slightly.

"The aura of the Yuan Spirit is a little weaker, but it doesn't feel bad, it seems to be ......"

Teresa couldn't think of an adjective with her head in her hands.

Xia Chan immersed himself in meditation for a moment, opened his eyes and shook his head and said, "I don't know anything else, after I woke up, I felt that the vitality in my body seemed to be more vivid, and it was not right to say this, I should have grasped the subtlety that I couldn't grasp before." ”

"I've been to the Nightmare World more than a hundred times, but I've never been to a place like the Old World, and it seems that there is a 'cause and effect' mission that you can't quit if you can't complete it. Teresa muttered to herself, as if she had thought of something, and suddenly bounced up and walked around the house.

"Seems to have forgotten something. Xia Chan grabbed his head in a daze.

"Oh no!" the two looked at each other, thinking of one thing almost at the same time.

Xia Chan took out his mobile phone, and the time on it showed that it was 1:50 p.m., and there were less than twenty minutes left before his next elimination matchup.

There are a number of calls and full text messages that have been called many times in the address book, including the head teacher Lao Zhou, Lou Dad, Tao Julie, Ma Yang, and even Sister Xu of Gun Rose.

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In the No. 1 ring of the Silver Phoenix Fighting Hall, the referee of the referee's seat kept looking at his watch, Xu Ziling was standing alone in the ring and bored with her mobile phone, and suddenly she raised her mobile phone and shouted at the referee's seat: "He has something to delay, he will be there soon!"

'We have a tight schedule, we can't postpone it for him, there's still a minute and 15 seconds. The referee replied solemnly.

Many people outside the court are paying attention to this 12-in-6 knockout tournament that may lack a protagonist.

Time has passed, and the person who should have appeared has not yet arrived.

The referee picked up the gavel and was about to ring the bell to announce the verdict.

Xu Ziling jumped out of the ring at this time and said loudly, "I'm also absent, you can't judge me to win." ”

The people nearby who heard this sentence were in an uproar.

"Are you stupid!" The referee wanted to say this, but he happened to know the identity of this girl, considering his identity on this occasion, he patiently persuaded him: "Please follow the rules and don't embarrass the organizing committee and the referee team." According to the rules, these two people can actually be sentenced to be both out, and another person can be selected to replace them, but this consequence is only afraid that it will cause an uproar in public opinion.

"I'm sorry I'm late. Xia Chan came out of the locker room passage on his side, his breath was a little uneven, obviously he was desperately coming.

The referee had no choice but to wave him to the stage as soon as possible.

Xia Chan took a long sword sharpened and reinforced with standard runes from the weapon rack on the side of the ring and jumped onto the stage.

The referee was too lazy to talk nonsense and waved back.

The two of them raised their swords in unison to salute their opponents, which is the etiquette of a swordsman.

"I've watched so many games, only you are a real swordsman, and I will use my swordsmanship to compete with you. Xu Ziling's chin sank slightly, and her clear gaze became extremely sharp.

Xia Chan didn't speak, and there was only one way for the swordsman to talk, the sword.

He had already seen all the previous competitions of this girl, and her sword had only one word, fast, fast to the extreme, without any tricks, and cultivated the tattoo technique to an extreme.

Qiang –

Xu Ziling's long sword was unsheathed first.

Xia Chan also pressed the spring and held the hilt of the sword.

The sharp killing intent turned into a bit of sword light in his perception, and an arc of light jumped out of his hand.

Bite~

This is the first tentative move of the two.

Xia Chan estimated that this girl's sword speed was really not below him, and even exceeded.

With the first sword, the two quickly exchanged dozens of swords.

Xu Ziling's sword is like lightning straight to and fro, one advance and one retreat but smart like a fox, Xia Chan is the main guard, the sword is selfless, the sword light is like silk, and he can always calmly parry in the face of a life-threatening sword.

In the elite box, Ba Dao muttered, "I have a strange feeling, why don't these two people look like they are fighting each other, but the senior brother and sister are practicing swords?"

"Don't say it, it's a bit like, there's no anger at all, it's just a trick. Julie covered her mouth and chuckled.

Ji Xiao, who was eliminated, said with emotion, "I finally understand where I lost, I care too much about my special qi, my mind is not pure enough, my sword intent is not enough, no, I am not a swordsman at all!"

As soon as he said this, the more than ten people gathered in the box at this time fell silent, and they couldn't help but say that Ji Xiao just hit their weakness, they were either congenitally awakened or acquired, all of them relied on the blood roots to quickly promote the rise of the realm, fists, feet, blades, kung fu is a skill, in various teachings, their cultivation direction is the Tao, not a technique.

They don't think they're wrong, but seeing the skills of these two people tell them that their skills have reached a certain level, which is also a very beautiful and desirable realm.

At this time, in the ring, Xia Chan felt an indescribable beauty, a pleasure to meet a kendo bosom friend.

All kinds of swordsmanship came out in his hands, he sometimes turned into a touch of sword air, sometimes turned into a firework, sometimes turned into a wisp of clear spring, the sword intent was transformed as he wanted, and the sword skills were beautiful.