C449 Airplane Crash

Yin Qijin worked at the grocery store at night and watched the door as the rain continued to pour.

She could feel a lot of uneasiness lurking in the heavy rain. Listening to Qin Yiran's master, Wu Jingdao, for the past few days, the ghosts and gods of the East and West had always provoked small battles.

"Bang – –" A thunderous sound rang out, and a lightning bolt tore a gaping hole in the sky