The Ordinary Man's Guide to Fast Travel

Chao Yao was shocked and stared at the rapidly falling plane.

The plane streaked across the sky like a meteor out of control, making a sharp whistling sound.

The fuselage of the plane was shaking violently, and the wings seemed to be shaking under the impact of the strong airflow.

Inside the cabin, passengers screamed in terror one after another, their faces filled with despair and fear.

As the plane continued to fall, it got closer and closer to the ground, and the air seemed to be compressed to the point where it was difficult to breathe.

The airflow around the plane became extremely turbulent, forming small whirlwinds that scattered the surrounding clouds.

Zhao Yao frowned, she knew she couldn't just sit there and watch.

She quickly stood up from the cloud and mobilized the immortal power in her body.

A bright light shot out from her hand and headed straight for the plane.

The light instantly enveloped the plane, trying to slow its fall.

Under the cover of light, the plane's falling speed gradually slowed down, and finally stopped steadily in mid-air.

After the initial shock, the passengers in the cabin burst into cheers of survival.

Chao Yao breathed a sigh of relief, but beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Her mortal body indeed restrained her somewhat. She didn't know who was sitting on the plane that could cause such an obstruction.

She maintained the output of her immortal power, carefully controlling the light, and slowly sent the plane to a flat ground.

Supported by the light, the plane landed smoothly on the ground as if it was held firmly by an invisible big hand.

Passengers walked out of the plane one after another, their faces still filled with fear and terror.

After the passengers walked out of the plane, their legs were still a little weak. They supported each other, their eyes filled with relief for surviving the disaster.

A middle-aged man looked pale and said in a trembling voice: "It was so terrible just now. I thought we were dead this time."

The woman next to him held his hand tightly, tears in her eyes: "Yes, fortunately we are lucky, I don't know what miracle allowed us to survive."

A young man looked at the plane in shock and muttered to himself: "This is simply a nightmare. I may never dare to take a plane again."

His companion patted him on the shoulder and consoled him: "Don't think so. We are lucky to be alive. Maybe this is a test from fate."

An old man put his hands together and prayed silently: "Thank God for blessing us and letting us escape this disaster. I must cherish my life more in the future."

Everyone was talking about this thrilling experience, but they didn't know that Chao Yao was watching them silently from where they couldn't see.

They were completely unaware of the miracle that had just occurred and were simply lost in their own fear and relief.

Among the crowd, one person stood out to Chao Yao.

He was surrounded by a group of serious-looking people, who exuded an aura of majesty without even being angry.

Obviously, this person has a special identity and is a VIP.

The group quickly set up a barrier on site to separate the VIPs from other passengers.

After a while, a black luxury car came speeding and stopped not far from the plane.

The car door opened and several well-trained bodyguards got out first, looking around vigilantly.

Then they respectfully ushered out the distinguished guest and escorted him quickly to the sedan.

The VIP had a solemn expression on his face. Although he was grateful for surviving the disaster, he was more calm and composed.

Surrounded by bodyguards, he got into the car, which started quickly and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Oh, I didn't expect it to be Fu Feng who has lost his memory and any magical powers again."

Chao Yao curled the corners of her mouth slightly, lying on the clouds and following Fu Feng. She wanted to see what Fu Feng's identity was in this life.

She rode on the clouds, following the black luxury car at a leisurely pace.

Afterwards, Chao Yao cleverly concealed his breath to ensure that he would not be discovered.

The car sped along the city road and finally turned into a quiet tree-lined avenue.

The lush trees on both sides of the road are like a green barrier that isolates the noise from the outside world.

As the car went deeper, a magnificent manor gradually came into view.

The gate of the manor is tall and majestic, made of exquisite ironwork and carved with intricate patterns, exuding an ancient and solemn atmosphere.

There were two rows of uniformed guards standing at the door. They stood tall, had alert eyes, and performed their duties meticulously.

The car slowly drove into the manor, and Chao Yao quietly landed on a big tree outside the manor, observing quietly.

The manor is shaded by green trees, lush flowers and plants, and the carefully manicured garden is as beautiful as a painting.

A clear stream gurgles along, sparkling in the sunshine.

Along the paths in the garden, you can see elegant buildings.

These buildings have a simple style, combining modern and traditional elements, with tall columns and gorgeous reliefs as well as advanced technological facilities.

The roof is covered with dark tiles, which gleam with a calm luster under the sunlight.

The center of the manor is a magnificent main house, which is magnificent and looks like a small palace.

The white walls paired with dark window frames look particularly elegant.

The main door of the house was closed, and only opened briefly by servants occasionally coming in and out.

From the outside, you can see that the decoration inside the house is luxurious and exquisite, the crystal chandeliers emit dazzling light, and the precious carpets cover the floor.

Chao Yao looked at the manor and couldn't help but feel emotional.

How come Fufeng’s family background is always so profound every time he travels through time?

But it’s different for her. She suffers the most miserable fate according to her status.

Of course you should enjoy the good days, or find a chance to get close to him.

Chao Yao probed into the main house with his spiritual sense, intending to observe Fu Feng first.

The atmosphere in the main house was solemn. Dongfang Fufeng sat on the sofa, his face still pale, but his eyes were still firm.

His father Dongfang Hongyuan sat in the main seat, his face full of worry.

Dongfang Hongyuan spoke first: "Fufeng, this plane crash was extremely dangerous. Fortunately, you are safe, otherwise I really don't know what to do."

Dongfang Fufeng nodded slightly: "Don't worry, father, the child is blessed with a long life."

At this time, a sarcastic voice sounded: "Humph, big brother is really lucky. He can be safe and sound like this. I don't know if he used any special means."

The person who spoke was Dongfang Fufeng’s half-brother Dongfang Yichen.

He has always been jealous of Dongfang Fufeng's status in the family, and he felt that this was a good opportunity to suppress him.

Dongfang Fufeng's eyes turned cold, and he looked at Dongfang Yichen: "Yichen, what do you mean by this? Do you want something to happen to me?"

Dongfang Yichen sneered: "Brother, I didn't say that. I just think this matter is too strange. Why are you so lucky every time?"

Another brother, Dongfang Yuxuan, quickly stepped out to smooth things over: "Big brother, second brother didn't mean that. We are all very worried about you, and we are all very happy to see you return safely."

Dongfang Fufeng didn't appreciate it: "Yuxuan, you don't have to speak for him. I know what he is thinking."

Dongfang Hongyuan frowned and shouted angrily: "Shut up! Fufeng has just been through a disaster, and you are still arguing here. Yichen, restrain yourself. If you dare to disrespect Fufeng again, I will not forgive you."

Dongfang Yichen was dissatisfied in his heart, but he did not dare to disobey his father's orders, so he could only shut his mouth in disappointment.