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Chapter 548 Crash

Now Huang Xiaolong finally figured it out. It turned out that the air crash was real.

But the cause of the air crash is not that there is a problem with the plane itself, nor is it because of weather, or other natural disasters.

It's indeed related to ghosts!

The passenger plane that came into being was ragged, just like a plane ten years ago, with ghosts and ghosts in it.

What's going on?

It’s very simple. Perhaps ten years ago, there was an air crash, and none of the passengers on the plane were spared. After these people died, on the one hand, they died in a foreign land, and on the other hand, the plane crash was different from a general accident. If their ghosts were not touched by the world, they would not be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation and reincarnation normally.

So, the passenger plane that had an accident turned into a "ghost plane", and the passengers on the plane became a "ghost in the air".

They are looking for a substitute. So they are searching in the sky. Or waiting for an opportunity.

It just so happened that the plane Huang Xiaolong was riding on today became their target.

The reason why almost all passengers on this flight received "ghost calls" was that there was a good ghost with less resentment among these "someone ghosts in the air". It was a kind warning and reminder among these "someone ghosts in the air".

The passengers and staff on board must not see the "ghost plane".

At this moment, boom! boom! boom! boom!

The whole plane swayed violently, and a serious alarm sound was heard on the plane, and all the oxygen hoods fell from the top of the cabin.

The passengers fell and turned into rolling gourds.

Screams, cries, despair, the child's hoarse voice...

It's messy! The cabin is completely in chaos!

"Little Dragon!" Ying Aoshan grabbed Huang Xiaolong's hand, and his delicate body trembled uncontrollably.

Yun Bo's face suddenly turned pale.

To be honest, even if you are a superman master of ancient martial arts, when facing such a disaster as an air crash, you will basically lose all your thoughts and be so desperate that you can't have the desire to survive.

Haha, at a height of tens of thousands of meters, once the plane crashes, the ancient martial arts master will have nothing to do with it.

At the same time, all the ghosts on the "Ghost Plane" have already rushed to the plane.

Well, there are hundreds of ghosts, including men and women, old and young, and those wearing flight attendant uniforms...

I saw that their faces were covered with blood, some of their faces were cut from wounds by sharp objects, and their skin was turned outward. Some had half of their heads cut off. Some were dragged out several meters long; some were burnt, and their faces were made of pieces of broken barbecue...

It's extremely scary!

The entire cabin was filled with cold energy, and the ghosts began to jump around, screaming while looking for their respective substitutes.

Many passengers were hugged by ghosts.

"Ah, I can't move! I was hugged by something! Ah!"

"Ah!!! Something is biting me!!!"

"Die, I'm almost dying. I'm only nineteen years old. I'm still in love! I haven't even talked about my girlfriend, I'm unwilling to give up! I don't want to die!"

"Help! Help! If anyone can save me, I will give him the grass for free in this life!"

"Mom! I love you!"

...

The passengers seemed to be expressing their last words.

At this moment, a miserable man's voice sounded on the airplane's radio

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

The gloomy radio sound made the cabin, which was in chaos, suddenly quieted strangely.

All the passengers' eyes were bulging, and their eyes almost fell out of their sockets!

"Haha~ It's impossible to create an air crash in front of me." Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong laughed and then took the shape of the talisman from his canvas bag.

Burn the talisman.

In the cabin, a golden light flashed!

Suddenly, those ghosts with a disgusting face and extremely miserable death were exposed to the passengers' sight.

"Ah~!!! Ghost! It's a ghost! All the planes are ghosts!"

Some ghosts are holding passengers' waists or necks. Now that they are seen by passengers, they do not avoid them. They just smile foolishly, and ghost blood is constantly oozing out of their eyes, scaring some older passengers to faint.

"Little Dragon~ There is really a ghost!" Ying Aoshan was shocked.

However, Ying Aoshan and Yun Bo are the masters of ancient martial arts, with true qi protecting their bodies, and ghosts cannot get close to them.

"Okay, you guys who died in a foreign land are also very pitiful. I will destroy you today." Huang Xiaolong smiled, took out the ghost tube, lifted the lid, and took away all the ghosts in the cabin.

Suddenly, the yin energy in the cabin began to fade away. The passengers who were scattered in their souls subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, countless eyes looked at Huang Xiaolong.

A beautiful stewardess shouted, "It's a Taoist priest! He has wiped out all his ghosts!"

For a moment, various voices of praise drowned Huang Xiaolong like flowers.

However, Huang Xiaolong did not relax, and walked straight towards the cockpit. Ying Aoshan and Yun Bo followed closely behind.

Several brave stewardesses also followed.

"Master Taoist, is there anything we need to help?" A short-haired stewardess with an apple-faced face and early twenties, with a very good appearance and a good figure, looking at Huang Xiaolong with admiration.

"There are evil spirits in the cockpit. They must be dealt with immediately, otherwise... the crash is inevitable." Huang Xiaolong smiled.

Yes! The danger has not been lifted yet!

Didn’t there be a “ghost captain” who posted a gloomy death broadcast just now?

Everyone came outside the cockpit.

The hatch door is closed.

"Where is the key?" Huang Xiaolong asked.

"Key...Key...Master, there is only one key on him," a flight attendant said in a daze. "Oh no! The cabin door is made of several layers of alloy, and it can't be opened even if it hits! It's over!"

Another flight attendant said in a confused and desperate look. "It's over, it's over, all the communication equipment in the cabin has failed, all signals are interrupted, and it's impossible to contact the ground!"

Just then!

Boom~!!!

The plane shook, and the flight attendants fell towards Huang Xiaolong.

The plane is tilting!

The machine head faces down and begins to fall slowly!

The plane crash began!

Ying Aoshan and Yun Bo are the masters of ancient martial arts. They have roots under their feet and stand firmly without staggering.

The flight attendants hit Huang Xiaolong one after another. Huang Xiaolong reached out to support him, but they inevitably ate some tofu and touched some plump mountain bags. But at this time, they didn't have the leisure to taste these things.

"What should I do? The cockpit door cannot be opened..." Several flight attendants burst into tears.

They are both handsome and beautiful, with great youth and future, but now they are about to die in this air crash. I am so unwilling to accept it!

"Forget it, you're waiting for me outside." Huang Xiaolong silently recited the curse of passing through the wall, and with a whirlpool, he rushed in directly through the thick cabin door.

As soon as he entered, Huang Xiaolong saw a terrifying scene!
Chapter completed!
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