Li Yun couldn't laugh or cry, and said helplessly: "Brother Liao, do you think I have that kind of magical power? As for Qingsheng," Li Yun thought for a while, "I don't think she can do anything. Sometimes she even finds If you can't find anything, it's even harder to find a plane flying in the sky!"
It is said that the cultivator can perform divination and find out the whereabouts of certain things by asking ghosts and gods.
But Li Yun didn't think that this kind of magical powers could still exist in the world today when the aura is declining.
"Well, sorry, I just went to the doctor in a hurry."
Liao Hua smiled helplessly. The disappearance of a civil airliner still had a great impact, and there were practitioners like Li Yun around him, and it was normal to ask Li Yun for help.
"Well, I will ask the little maid Qingzhu later, if there is a way, I will call you again."
"Okay, trouble you, I'll tell you if I have follow-up news!"
After hanging up the phone, Liao Hua sighed, and he could also hear that it was out of the question, and he had to rely on manpower to locate the missing plane.
"Husband." Xia Feiyao took his arm and asked curiously: "The people of the Demon Sect hijacked the plane? Why? Are they not immortal cultivators?"
In Xia Feiyao's concept, immortal cultivators are all those who e and go, with swords for thousands of miles, ing and going without a trace, at all, they have no connection with the high-tech aircraft.
Li Yun shrugged, "Who knows, maybe they want to do some sabotage."
This is the best result, at least there is no follow-up conspiracy.
"But it's still not sure if it's hijacked by the magic door. I'll make a call."
Li Yun first contacted the little maid Qingzhu.
"Looking for the spell of the plane? Idiot, are you stupid? How could there be that kind of spell, and the plane has no soul! You are stupid!"
"...I thought it could be."
"How is it possible? Forget it, you e to me when I have time, and I will tell you about the spells in this area, lest you be like a fool!"
After being laughed at by the arrogant little maid, Li Yun shrugged and hung up the phone.
There are spells that can be traced, but a certain medium is needed. The most convenient and simple way is to search through the soul, that is, if the human remains in the wreckage of the aircraft are found, then the spells can be used to search for relevant information.
After thinking about it, Li Yun called another saint.
"Huh? Which **** interrupts my nap and looks for death?"
A lazy voice came from the phone, with a lazy accent, like a Persian cat stretching, revealing a charm of charm.
"It's me, Li Yun."
Li Yun's eyelids twitched. He didn't believe that the demon girl didn't see the call reminder, she just wanted to make him sick.
"Concubine Wan Qing, you sleep until four o'clock in the afternoon. Are you pig?"
"You are a pig!"
Concubine Wan Qing scolded with a smile, "I am in a good mood recently, and I have nothing to do, what's wrong with being a little lazy? Unlike you, who run all day to hook up with little beauties, one day you will be exhausted on a woman's belly!"
Li Yun: "..."
How does he feel that Concubine Wan Qing knows his schedule very well? Does this demon keep watching him?
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you."
Concubine Wan Qing's face blushed inexplicably, and the topic changed: "You called me, do you want to beg me again? Haha."
Li Yun's tone was stagnant for a while before he pretended to be confused and asked: "I called you just to care about you... What are you doing recently?"
"What do you do? Why can't I understand what you are saying~"
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