The crippled plane dove toward the vortex. The vortex's endless suction seemed to mock the little plane's audacity. With a boom, torrential rain lashed down, like the final straw on the plane. Pulled by the vortex above and crushed by the weight of the rain below, the plane spun a few times before being swallowed whole. In the vast blue sky that resembled inky seawater, it tossed about for a moment before vanishing without a trace.,In the desolate mountains, three people remained silent together.,Several people looked alike and shouted as they rushed forward to grab Lou Qi. Ying jumped up and blocked them, shouting: "Can you cure the pain of your master!"。