C266 Healing

Mo Ziyu curled his lips. If there was a plane, then there was hope.

Qiao Yiyi also thought the same. They looked at each other in tacit understanding. Qiao Yiyi ordered Aku and Agu in a low voice, and Mo Ziyu also told Mr. Zong a few words.

The plane flew closer and closer. The propeller rolled up a strong gust of wind, blowing down the grass. The people on the plane naturally saw them