The sun sets, and the sunset fills the sky.

The orange-red light shone on the Yanjing Airport, and many people below stared at the black dot on the void with full vigilance.

Their expressions were solemn.

The Old Testament was destroyed, and the strange invaded.

Even though human beings have great power to shelter them, just as the light is brilliant, there is always darkness that cannot be seen.

And in those cold and dark worlds, tragedies happen every day that cannot be seen.

But no one could have imagined that this time, it would be on a plane.

"In the cabin, there should be only one or two live ......"

"The ghost will devour his soul and then flee into the void, and we will never find where he has gone......"

"They're getting more and more unscrupulous!"

"The great weirdness that has descended, it seems that there is no sound......"

“……”

Song Guozhu sat silently on a chair outside the airport without saying a word.

Around him, several black-clad men stood behind him with frosty faces, telling him about the situation above the void.

One of the men in black with a scar on his face could not hide his anger.

A plane of people!

A whole plane of people!

That's it......

Almost all wiped out?

The soul of man!

It is just eaten as food!

How can they accept this?

Song Guozhu did not respond to his words.

It's just that there is endless killing intent in his eyes, and his heart is even more angry.

Today......

It was the first day that his grandson came to Yanjing to study.

He had already prepared a table of delicacies for his grandson's feast.

But now......

The grandson has already been fed!

No one could have imagined that such a situation would occur when the plane was in mid-air.

This is something that has not been seen in a hundred years!

That strange thing is so unscrupulous, who is behind the scenes?

Are there traitors among the human race?

A ghost-level strangeness can appear on the plane silently, so that everyone is unaware, even the transcendent people in the airport......

Doesn't that tell the story?

At this moment, on the other side, a young man with a player walked over slowly.

"Grandpa Song...... The recording equipment on the plane, some signals came intermittently, do I want to ......"

"Open!"

"Okay."

Song Guozhu watched the tape recorder turn on.

Subsequently......

"The night is coming, the power of the human race is about to fall, and when the time comes, there will be only darkness and pain in heaven and earth!"

"Human, are you ready?"

“……”

In the tape recorder, there was a strange and evil voice.

After hearing this voice, Song Guozhu's face was frosty, and his heart was extremely cold.

……………………………………

Song Qing woke up from the gloom.

His body was cold, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.

He experienced fears that he had never experienced in his life.

He wandered through the empty illusory airfield, constantly on the run.

However, the airport is deserted.

He felt like he was going crazy, and he didn't know how long it was, but he felt that the darkness was getting thicker and thicker in the illusory world......

He yelled, he ran frantically, he felt his soul being torn apart by something, and his spirit was incurably damaged, lingering in the midst of extinction.

He seemed to be constantly swaying in a whirlpool......

His psychological defenses finally collapsed, and he kept begging for mercy and crying bitterly......

Humble to the extreme!

He once mocked that mortals were ants, but he never felt that one day he would become an ant.

"Am I alive?"

He looked at everything in the cabin in shock.

Although he was very tired, his spirits were sluggish, and his face was frighteningly pale, he could still feel the pain.

That means he's still alive.

He exhaled deeply and looked at the passengers around him.

He saw that the passengers were all sitting peacefully in their chairs, some listening to songs, some of them sleeping with their heads down.

Everything, it seems, is perfectly normal.

It was as if everything around him was like a dream, and he was just having a nightmare.

At this moment, he couldn't tell the reality.

He jerked his head away.

"Bingyan? Bingyan? ”

He subconsciously looked at the girl next to him who was sleeping and had an extremely delicate expression......

“……”

The girl opened her eyes at his voice.

The moment she opened it, her pupils were filled with beastly guard, but then, her eyes widened and she looked at everything around her in disbelief.

What's going on!

Could it all be ......

A dream?

She watched as the flight attendant reminded them that the plane was about to land, and she saw the small table being put away, and she saw a man standing up and ready to leave.

In the end, her gaze was fixed on Song Qing's body.

Song Qing is still alive!

She saw Song Qing's soul stripped of her body by the ghost general, and then devoured into her abdomen......

But how......

Is it all a dream?

Zhou Bingyan subconsciously retracted her hand into her pocket, when she saw that the yellow charm in her pocket had disappeared, and when she noticed that her clothes were stained with dust and many places had been broken, she realized that all this was not a dream.

So, why......

There are a lot of people who have come back from the dead?

"Ladies and gentlemen,

The plane is descending. Please sit back in your seat, fasten your seat belt, put away the small landing board, and adjust the seat back to the normal position. All personal computers and electronic devices must be turned off. Please make sure that your carry-on items are properly stored. Later, we will dim the cabin lights ......"

At this moment, there was a burst of prompts on the airplane radio.

The plane is about to land.

Subsequently......

As if thinking of something, Zhou Bingyan turned her head sharply and stared at the back row.

In the back......

She saw a young man standing up with his luggage, dressed in ordinary clothes and with a calm expression.

After seeing the luggage bag, Zhou Bingyan's heart trembled.

That duffel bag!

There should be a spooky monster hidden!

The winged snake that stirred the storm, and the one-eyed three-tailed thundercat!

"Bingyan ......"

"Shut up!"

Song Qing saw Zhou Bingyan staring at a mortal in a trance, and subconsciously wanted to speak.

But she didn't expect Zhou Bingyan to have a frosty face, and she didn't even look at him, so she turned around and left.

"Wait, sir!"

“……”

He was at a loss.

I don't know what I'm saying wrong!

The moment he also stood up, he instantly felt the world spinning in his mind, and then his body was unstable, and he sat on the seat again, his whole body feeling indescribably weak and tired.

He gasped.

watched Zhou Bingyan's back and the back of that mortal.

Zhou Bingyan is talking to that man!

Yes!

Accosted!

His heart was like a knife, he had never seen a goddess like Zhou Bingyan take the initiative to do such a thing!

"What's wrong?"

"Thank you!"

"Thanks for what?"

"Sir, my name is Zhou Bingyan, can I get to know you?"

"Oh, hello, sorry, I'm in a hurry......"

“……”

In the twilight of night......

Song Qing watched with tears in her eyes as Zhou Bingyan followed behind the young man.

The young man, on the other hand, bowed his head and quickened his pace.

Song Qing felt that he was going crazy, he struggled to stand up, but unexpectedly, after another whirlwind, he fainted.

…………………………

Off-airport ......

When a person comes down!

Song Guozhu, the transcendent of the Song family, saw a strange scene that made him unforgettable in his life.