1449. Saving Ourselves
"Glug!"
Little Tusi quickly took a gulp of water to calm himself down.
Li Bai had been right. He should have drunk that water long ago.
The water went down, and he immediately felt more alert. Even the dizziness after waking up was gone.
Just then, someone called from far away, "Twisty, Twisty! Look what I brought you!"
Pallas's Cat, who had been pouncing on butterflies in the grass, stopped at once. He looked around, then dashed toward the voice.
"Uncle Biao?"
Zabu knew that unmistakable, thick Northeastern accent all too well.
A group of more than twenty people emerged from the distant woods, carrying, hauling, or shouldering quite a few game animals. They seemed to have just returned from a hunt.
"Come on! Let's see what Uncle Biao caught."
Li Bai patted Zabu on the shoulder and headed over first.
Before the plane hit the ground, Qingyao Demoness had already wrapped everyone in a current of air. Even as a series of terrifying rips and impacts took place around them, the current acted like an airbag, protecting everyone inside without a scratch. The plane was smashed to pieces, a gruesome wreck, but every person in the cabin survived.
As flames began shooting skyward, Little Demoness Hong Li's Demonic Arts of Water and Fire extinguished the blaze in the blink of an eye, leaving not even a spark behind.
From the moment the turboprop airliner lost control to the crash, not even fifteen seconds had passed.
By the time the first passenger regained consciousness, only twenty minutes had gone by—about as long as a quick nap or an afternoon snooze.
Li Bai had managed to drag everyone, along with their seats, to safety. In the process, he had caused further damage to the plane's wreckage.
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