Sitting in the cockpit, the small hand gripping the steering wheel was white with effort. His eyes were fixed on the vortex, a look of fear etched on his face, but his missing lips still muttered curses incessantly.,Lou Qi suddenly opened his eyes. A chest appeared before him, but it was covered in jewels, crimson ones that popped out like stars, then flowed together like water, only to have new ones appear. His hands were pressed against the two sides of that chest.,Those eerie eyes suddenly widened, and a crimson gush flowed out, then slowly slid down along the corners of his eyes. The two lines of tears mingled with all the beads on his face and fell.。