An Airbus 380 flies in the blue sky.

First Class.

Luoyang was lying on the sofa, wearing the eye mask provided by the flight attendant, and slept soundly.

A flight attendant passed in front of him three times in a row, and each time she would slow down to look at him, and even make a sound, but he didn't respond.

The flight attendant was so disappointed.

People are so beautiful, they don't even look at it, they know sleep, are you a pig?

You don't even know how good people are.

She didn't know that the people of Luoyang were on the plane, but their souls were in the secret realm of Wuxu.

After chatting with the Nine Heavens Xuannu, Luoyang had a new understanding of Wuxu, and during the time of the flight, he wanted to go in and have a good look.

Under the dim canopy, there was a barren place, and there was no life in the entire secret realm.

Luoyang walked through the ruins, looking at it as he walked, and he was secretly thinking in his heart: "The Nulu said that the witch ruins are a tribe, and the Nine Heavens Xuannu said that there is no need to come from the world of the dead, the two don't seem to conflict, the tribe from the world of the dead...... But why did it choose me?"

There is no way to know.

Normally, Luoyang would go straight to the temple in the ruins, but this time he was not in a hurry, but bypassed the ruins of the temple and walked to the depths of the barren Gobi.

He walked all the way to the foot of the secret realm wall and found nothing.

He used the witch ruin to destroy the spirit of the real person in Guishan, and one of the purposes of coming in this time was also to see if there would be any changes in the secret realm of the witch ruins, after all, it was the spirit of an immortal.

But until he found the foot of the boundary wall of the Witch Ruins Secret Realm, not only did he not see any changes, but he didn't even sense that the spirit of the true person of Guishan had appeared here.

If the spirit of the real person of Guishan had stayed in this secret realm, there should have been traces left, but there was not.

Luoyang was a little depressed in his heart, and he returned to the ruins of the temple.

The ruins of the temple have not changed anything.

Luoyang passed through the black wall and came to the "tomb" behind the black wall.

He did understand that there was only one kind of person who could live in a hemispherical chamber, and that was the dead.

Luoyang's gaze swept over the statues, and he said to himself: "You won't be funeral objects, just like the terracotta warriors and horses of Qin Shi Huang."

Because of the words of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, his perspective has changed, and his feelings are different from before, and everything he looks at feels like a dead man's thing.

"If this is really a burial chamber, then where is the coffin?" Luoyang's gaze moved to the light and shadow portal again, "And there is a door."

Studied but cannot comprehend.

Luoyang stayed in the "burial chamber" for a while, gained nothing, and left dejectedly.

"Sir." A gentle voice came from my ears.

Luoyang lifted his blindfold and followed the sound to see that a flight attendant with a melon seed face and long legs was looking at him with earnest eyes.

"May I ask if you are Mr. Luoyang Luo?" The flight attendant was smiling.

Luoyang was slightly stunned: "I am, may I ask you something?"

"A gentleman asked me to hand you a note saying that there was something very important." The stewardess handed over a folded piece of sticky note.

Luoyang stretched out his hand to take it and opened the sticky note paper.

There was a sentence written on the sticky note: I'm curious about how you killed Kameyama with your strength? I'll come to you, we have a problem to settle between us.

There is no payment.

Luoyang was surprised and a little nervous, but he quietly folded the note paper and glanced at the flight attendant: "Miss, where is the gentleman who asked you to hand me the note?"

The stewardess said, "That gentleman's seat is in economy class, go through the right aisle, and the window seat in the back row is his."

"Thanks, I'll take a look." Luoyang unbuckled his seatbelt and got up to enter the aisle.

"Mr. Luo, I'll take you there." Without waiting for Luoyang to reply, the flight attendant walked in front to show him the way.

That's the benefit of being handsome for men

, you can always meet warm-hearted women in life.

Luoyang did not refuse, and followed the flight attendant, who had seen that person and would not recognize the wrong person.

During the walk, the supersensory perception entered the economy class perception search first.

Only Baili Pujia and Bai Jing knew about his killing of Guishan Zhenren, and they were a family with him, so it was impossible to leak the news. The cockatiel spirit also knew about this, but it had already become his demon pet, and it was impossible to leak the news if it stayed with Jade Butterfly in the cave. So, who was the person who handed the note, and how did he know?

Super Sense Perception searched the entire plane in a blink of an eye, but he didn't find any powerful characters, if there was someone like him on this plane, then he could perceive it.

"Mr. Luo, are you on a business trip?" The flight attendant looked for something to talk to Luoyang.

"Well, yes." Luoyang said casually.

"Mr. Luo, how many days are you going to stay in Xucheng?"

"Ten days and half a month."

"What a coincidence, I'm also going to stay in Xucheng for a few days, how about finding a place to have dinner after getting off the plane, I know there is a very good Western restaurant, an authentic French chef." The flight attendant smiled back.

"I'm sorry, my wife picked me up." Luoyang said.

The smile on the flight attendant's face suddenly disappeared.

She also thought about having two drinks in the western restaurant, pretending to be drunk, and then Mr. Luo sent her back to the hotel......

Isn't it fragrant to be a white prostitute, what's so fun about my wife?

Sick of it!

The end of the aisle in economy class has arrived.

All three seats in the last row were empty.

"What about the gentleman?" Luo Yang asked.

"How do I know, I still have something, you can find it yourself." The stewardess twisted her waist and left.

Luoyang didn't even look at her, his gaze fell on the window seat.

On that chair was a magazine with a black dog on the cover.

Luoyang's heart sank sharply.

He remembered the last time he took Song Meiqi to Sanxingdui to wake up Luo Ji's spirit, and the prophecy that Luo Ji told him was that a dog would come to kill him.

He had almost forgotten about it until he saw the cover of the magazine.

Luoyang turned around and glanced at the economy class, a person entered his line of sight, but there was no suspicious target, his heart was nervous and confused: "That guy gave me a note, it is said that the person should still be on the plane, but why can't I find him?"

The plane is not a street, you can pretend to be forced to run, this is an airplane, where to run?

He reached out and picked up the magazine, flipping through it.

It's just a very ordinary pet magazine, and there is a small card in it, a national seafood chain, shipped in the same city, and all kinds of seafood are available.

Luoyang closed the magazine and looked at the dog's head, and the doubts lingered in his heart: "Where is that guy?"

His gaze suddenly moved to the window, and he was stunned.

In the vast sea of clouds, there is a white cloud in the shape of a dog, and the dog's head is facing this side.