Stygian Fog Island, an uninhabited island hidden in the fog of the underworld, floats on the open sea all year round, the location is uncertain, even satellites cannot peep, only the people in the Xuanmen can explore the fog and find the entrance to the Stygian Fog Island.

There are many strange scenes on the island, there is no lack of rare treasures, but also full of dangers, and the various Xuanmen often use the Stygian Fog Island as a place for the disciples in the sect to train.

There are no rules in the secular world here, so there are often evil sects that haunt them.

The Divine Moon Cult is one of them.

The turbulence of the plane became more and more intense, the lights in the cabin flickered, and the screaming and crying of other cabins could be heard through the door curtains.

The cabin heard the crew's announcement, mixed with the sound of electricity: "Because of extreme weather, there will be strong turbulence during the flight, please fasten your seat belts and do not walk around in the cabin......"

The frightened passengers were greatly comforted and everyone listened attentively, but when the second broadcast was made in English, the broadcast came to an abrupt halt after a strong electric current and the lights in the cabin were instantly extinguished.

The noise of commotion, screaming, and crying all fell silent in an instant, and came to an abrupt end. There was a moment of darkness in the cabin, and even the feeling of weightlessness just now was gone.

Shi Ling was also at that moment, feeling a strange sense of distortion around him.

This feeling......

It's a bit like the last time she strayed into a steam train during the Republic of China, but it seems to be a little different.

After a long time, a trembling voice came from the darkness, "Is there anyone?" Sister Lu? ”

Ji Zhuo said and reached out to touch the seat next to him, and only breathed a sigh of relief after grabbing an arm, but the next moment his body was stiff, and he couldn't help pinching the thick and strong arm he caught, and smiled dryly: "Ha, Sister Lu, your muscles are quite developed." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about! It should be out of the thunderstorm zone by now, and the plane is jolting. Where did you go? ”

After Sister Lu's voice came, Ji Zhuo's scalp suddenly felt a little numb.

Because this voice did not come from his left position at all, but not far in front of his seat, as if it was a short distance!

And whose muscular arm did he pinch?!

Sister Lu and Ji Zhuo discovered something strange at the same time, and screamed in horror.

At this moment, there was a light behind Ji Zhuo, and he turned his head suddenly, and he met a miserable white face with long hair scattered!

Ji Zhuo was terrified: "Ah!! Hell! ”

"You're the ghost!"

Shi Ling turned the phone in a different direction angrily, turned the flash that had accidentally hit his face just now, and sat quietly in his original position.

Shi Ling asked: "Yu Shen, are you okay?" ”

Yu Shen shook his head.

After Ji Zhuo saw the two of them clearly, he was also busy touching his mobile phone and taking pictures of the person next to him, who turned out to be a strange man who was sleeping in a coma.

"Who are you? How could you sit in Sister Lu's position? ”

However, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he found that the body of the person next to him was actually stiff!

Is it a corpse?!

Ji Zhuo screamed, unbuckled his seat belt in horror, and quickly escaped from his seat.

"What the hell is your name?"

Shi Ling, Yu Shen and Sister Lu also left their seats and stood beside Ji Zhuo.

Ji Zhuo trembled and pointed to the sleeping man next to his seat, "Sister Lu, he, he's dead!" Hands are stiff! ”

Shi Ling turned the light of the mobile phone over, and saw that the stout man had a dark face, his face was covered with dark blood, and there was a black blood hole on his forehead.