What's wrong with being late? As long as we're alive, we'll be eternally grateful!
What's the point of asking about this?
Bai Chuwei reached out her long arm, pulled Liu Qi over to sit beside her, and glanced lightly at those golden wings.
The enormous wings flapped in the air, stirring up a storm that was akin to a tornado, carrying the utterly wrecked plane swiftly towards the Imperial Capital.
The passengers in the cabin: "???!!!"
Holy crap, my gosh!
This is really the end.
Everything outside the window was completely indistinguishable, and the plane flew at a terrifying speed.
I've only heard of car racing, but never in my life have I seen a plane race!
We're doomed, we're doomed.
A passenger took off his oxygen mask and cried, "Have we seen a ghost?"
A plane crash and we encounter a ghost too?
