The Bermuda Triangle, as expected, lives up to its name.,Silence, an eerie silence that pressed in on all sides. Wasn't I swept up in the terrifying maelstrom of the god-sea Where was the endless, azure ocean The howling winds and torrential rain What about the wreckage of the plane itself,The eagle immediately obeyed, but moved with such gentleness as if he were lifting a fragile porcelain vase. Lou Qi stared wide-eyed, only then realizing that he had been lying on this person just moments ago, and the eagle had propped him up, his hand still holding onto him, pulling him up along with himself.。