In Love With The Fake Bride

Life is like this, ups and downs, from one starting point to another starting point.

He has finally fulfilled his due obligations and is about to usher in a new life of his own, where he can spend more time with his family.

Dalbe was feeling emotional when he suddenly heard a panicked call from outside, "It's not good, it seems that a plane is about to land, run!"

"Yeah, shouldn't that plane be parked on the tarmac? Why did it land towards the palace?"

"Oops, it seems to be heading towards the main hall, such a forced landing will destroy half of the main hall!"

The noisy voice forced Dalbe to sit up and walk out of the hall.

He wanted to see who was so desperate to make an emergency landing in the palace.

Dalbe walked out quickly, his eyes widened instantly.

What the voices said just now is correct, there is indeed a small plane, and it is landing towards the main hall!

With such a speed and distance, once it hits the ground, the plane will definitely be destroyed!

"Oops!"

Dalbe made a decisive decision, stomped his feet straight to Yunxiao, and shouted loudly at the same time, "Stay away from the hall, the plane may fall!"

The maids in the palace who hadn't had time to leave screamed and fled in a hurry, fearing that they would be knocked down by the plane that suddenly fell.

Before they even had time to look up, Dalbe's figure had already rushed towards the falling plane.

Dalbe hadn't shown his inhuman jumping ability in front of people for a long time. He jumped up and came directly under the fuselage, ready to hold the crazy falling fuselage with his hands.

It’s just that he seems to have overestimated his own strength, the iron lump was not so easy to lift, but dragged Dalbe to fall together.

no!

Never let it just fall like this!

Dalbe became ruthless, gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength, but it only slowed down the falling speed of the plane, and could not stop his falling trend at all.

Just when Dalbe was sweating profusely, there was another exclamation from below, "My God, is that our prince? He can jump so high!"

"Will the prince also want to hold that plane like the king? It's incredible!"

"I believe the prince definitely has this strength, he is not impulsive at all! Come on, little prince!"

The people who were running for their lives in a panic stopped their feet when they saw Ping Shun rushing up to the falling plane, and Yang Tian looked at everything in front of him.

They don't know why, but they just believe that with Ping Shun's helper, the plane will definitely land safely and smoothly!

Dalbe lowered his head when he heard the sound, and saw Ping Shun gradually approaching him, as well as his confident smiling face.

Looking at Ping Shun, who looked like a little adult, Dalbe smiled, "Come on, let's go together, father and son!"

"it is good!"

Ping Shun nodded happily, and stood under the plane with Dalbe respectively, reaching out to hold its sides.

With his help, the father and son successfully dragged the falling plane.

The maids below looked at everything in front of them with admiration, and burst into applause, "The plane is really stabilized, what a handsome prince!"

"Yeah, this is unbelievable and unbelievable, the prince is really powerful!"

"Oops, it's a feeling of heartbeat. I feel like I'm in love."

"You old aunt, hurry up and wake up, let my noble prince go, any thoughts about him are blasphemy!"

Amidst the mixed praises of the crowd, Ping Shun and Dalbe placed the plane on the top of the towering hall.

After it was destroyed and repaired by Goode many years ago, it was so strong that it was indestructible, and it was no problem to put down a small plane.

"It's not bad, kid. It has the style of your father and me." Dalbe raised his finger at Pingshun, then turned his head to look at the helicopter. "This seems to be for Locke. Why did it suddenly fall? Go and have a look."

Ping Shun was not proud of being praised, but calmly nodded, "Okay, let's go and have a look."

The father and son came to the door of the cabin, only to find that it was severely deformed, as if it had been hit by gravity before.

Ping Shun stretched out his hand, forcefully opened the locked cabin door, bent down and walked in.

"Master, are you in there, Master?"

Ping Shun knew this small plane, and Locke took him around a lot before.

Now that the plane's cabin door has been hit so horribly, Ping Shun suddenly has an ominous premonition, and his brows frowned slightly.

The cabin was silent, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air.

Dalbe followed in, and the father and son walked towards the cockpit side by side.

They came to the cockpit in three or two steps, and seeing the scene in front of them, they were so shocked that they couldn't make a sound for a long time.

In the cockpit, Locke was sitting in a daze, holding Chama with a pale face tightly in his arms, frozen like a sculpture.

And Chama's chest was already more than half soaked in blood, staining half of his body red.

In the center of the bloodstain, there was a wound no bigger than a thumb, and blood was still gurgling.

"Master?"

Ping Shun tentatively shouted, unable to believe that Chama was injured, and was obviously dying.

Regarding the emotional entanglement between Locke and Chama, not only Dalbe is clear about it, but even the young Ping Shun has a vague idea.

He has studied art with Locke and Charma since he was a child, and no one understands the importance of Charma to Locke better than him.

Dalbe was also stunned, and asked in a low voice, "Lock, Chamata... what's wrong?"

However, the questioning of the father and son did not get a response from Locke.

In the small helicopter, Locke sat with blank eyes, as if he couldn't hear the sound of the outside world at all.

Ping Shun was in a hurry, walked directly into the cabin, came to Locke in two steps, and bent down to check Chama's injuries.

"Master Locke, Master Chama, you..."

"Hoo-boom!"

Before Ping Shun could finish his words, Locke had already slapped him, obviously not allowing anyone to get too close to Charma.

Fortunately, Ping Shun reacted quickly and took half a step back in time to avoid it.

And the place where he had stayed peacefully just now has been slightly sunken by Locke's palm.

Dalbe walked over with a frown, pulled Ping Shun behind him, and then asked in a deep voice, "Lock, what's going on? What's wrong with Chama?"

Hearing this stern voice, Locke seemed to regain some sanity, and his slack eyes regained a little clarity for a while.

He looked up at Dalbe, his deep eyes were filled with heartache, and he said hoarsely, "I thought that as long as I flew fast enough, I would be able to bring him back smoothly and have a chance to save him...but...but..."

Locke's eyes were red, and he was so choked up that he couldn't speak anymore.

Looking at Locke who was so devastated, Dalbe knew that the matter was very serious.