An Yixuan frowned and slowly lifted the plane up to the sky—

After quickly setting a distance from the horizontal line, he fired two missiles at the enemy's plane.

Earl Lucas was not to be outdone and issued a cold order, ordering the pilot to immediately send double missiles to them!

An Yixuan untied her seat belt, picked up Xiao An with one hand and sighed, and said to Mu Jingcheng, "Xiaocheng, there is not much time. You are ready to jump off the airbag and buckle."

Mu Jingcheng was frightened, right? He jumped at the machine? Is there still a chance to survive?

But when An Yixuan's voice was very anxious, it didn't seem like a joke. She got up without saying a word, and suddenly he shouted again, "Catch it firmly!"

Before she could catch the airbag and the rope, her body was thrown to the side with a heavy sound.

An Yixuan naturally knew it, but he had to fly the plane to avoid their missiles, and even took care of Xiao An to prevent him from falling.

After entangled for a long time, Count Lucas finally couldn't sit still. He ordered angrily, "Immediately, bombard them for me!"

A very strong British accent, with amber eyes full of hideousness.

Regardless of the missiles flying around behind him, he threw the shells wildly. An Yixuan controlled the balance steadily, and he had already chosen to fight back.

"Jingcheng, hurry up, skydiving!" An Yixuan urged, but his voice was unexpectedly calm, but there was a trace of indescribable tension and danger.

Mu Jingcheng fell several times, because the bumps were too severe and she had to avoid the missiles. The plane sometimes fell rapidly and sometimes flew in a tilt. She couldn't stand at all.

"I understand." She responded. She fell heavily these times, and suddenly fell again. Mu Jingcheng's body had just stood down and fell several times. She rolled around the plane. Finally, she hit the table and chair hard, and her waist hurt so much that she was about to go crazy. "Damn!"

In the severe pain, I couldn't help but swear!

Standing up again, when An Yixuan avoided the missile again, she grabbed the rope tightly, took the airbags over, and stumbled back to her original position.

An Yixuan looked grim and said in a tight voice: "Press it on your waist, and my baby's waist."

Mu Jingcheng has seen this kind of flying airbag online, which has similar functions as a parachute, but it is not easy to expose its whereabouts and is smaller in size.

It was very thick and strong. She didn't understand what An Yixuan meant, so she obediently buckled it and then buckled the other one on the waists of An Yixuan and Xiao Atan.

"What are you doing?" Mu Jingcheng asked hesitantly, as if she noticed something, her hands were about to tremble, "Can you want to use this ghost thing to jump down?"

Virgin Mary Sue, help me!

If you don’t need a parachute at this height, you will probably fall to the ground and turn into a pile of meat paste...

Mu Jingcheng's face turned pale all of a sudden, and she couldn't believe what she had expected.

Life is so bloody that she thinks it’s cool to jump off a plane. She even thinks it’s so cool to jump off on such a high plane in extreme sports. It’s so cool to jump off on such a high plane.

But, it was her turn and her legs became weak.

"Xiaocheng, at any time, you must trust your man, Ready, Go!" An Yixuan said in a deep voice. His usual cold tone had another touch of seduction.

It was faint, but so firm, as if he was the king of this battle, so confident and so tall and mighty.

"You are crazy. If you jump down at this height, you will be disabled even if you don't die!" Mu Jingcheng said with her eyes tightly closed and her lips trembling.
Chapter completed!