Mu Fan said this unintentionally. That bracelet looked really unique, especially when Lu Qingxue was wearing a black bow suit. Sai Xue's bright wrist matched with this jade-like ring, it was simply too beautiful.
Too dazzling.
However, when Lu Qingxue lowered her raised left hand, the ring was covered by the wide sleeves again, no longer showing a trace.
"Thanks."
This cold woman's voice was still soft, which always gave Mu Fan the illusion that he was not the one he was meeting.
Mu Fan forgot one thing. The dark breath was still flowing through his body at this moment, but now his attention was all on the conversation with Lu Qingxue. He was trying hard not to let any loopholes appear in his words.
But why Lu Qingxue could notice herself there at a glance from two hundred meters away, Mu Fan had no time to think about it at the moment.
"Then if there's nothing else, I'll go back first."
Finally Mu Fan spoke.
"Um."
The beautiful figure in front of him nodded gently, and Mu Fan suddenly felt relieved.
But he managed to get through it. With Lu Qingxue's temperament, it was 10,000% impossible to communicate with others, so he felt relieved about this.
but……
Just when Mu Fan was about to turn around, the cold and soft voice sounded again.
"Wait, this is for you."
Mu Fan turned around in shock and saw the white jade hands spread out, with a thin piece of...fabric lying quietly in them?
"What's this?"
He asked curiously, and found out that Senior Sister Lu met to give him something at this time, which made Mu Fan a little confused.
The beautiful girl's lips parted slightly: "Mask."
This time it was really Mu Fan's turn to be surprised, why did he suddenly give himself a mask?
Who would have thought that when Lu Qingxue spoke again, Mu Fan felt a cold sweat break out all over his body.
"This mask can calm your spirit and conceal your breath. The back hem of your left leg... has not been taken care of properly."
Lu Qingxue, who was wearing a bow uniform, lowered her head and looked at Mu Fan's trousers.
Mu Fan was startled and twisted his left foot slightly. When his ankle turned around, Mu Fan's pupils shrank to pinpoints.
Under his unimpeded night vision, there was a drop of blood on the back of his trousers on his left leg, which was only the size of a quarter of a fingernail.
Mu Fan's heart began to sink infinitely. There was something in what Lu Qingxue just said, and it was very possible that he had discovered something.
He raised his head suddenly and smiled, "Senior sister, you mean..."
Lu Qingxue shook her head, and the black hair on her back swayed slightly.
"Put away the mask and rest assured."
After finishing speaking, he gently handed over his palm, and Mu Fan subconsciously reached out.
The cold touch fell on the palm, both from the soft mask and the inadvertent touch of the jade hand, and then the snow lotus-like woman turned around and left.
Although she is wearing a bow suit with clear lines, her beautiful figure is outlined in her steps.
Lu Qingxue's back finally disappeared from Mu Fan's sight.
Mu Fan stared blankly at Lu Qingxue's leaving figure, standing on the spot like a sculpture, and then looked down at the soft fabric mask in his palm. He completely lost the extreme calmness of his brain that he had when he went to massacre.
What Senior Sister Lu just said seems to completely reflect what he did when he went out at night, but what does the subsequent words mean?
She must have known something, and how did she know it?
Mu Fan, whose brain was a little confused, shook his head irritably and finally walked towards the research center.
"Xiao Fanfan, what does that girl mean by giving you a mask? Hahaha, is it a token of love?" Hei smiled heartlessly. It didn't have as many thoughts as Mu Fan.
From the beginning to the end, its small-scale induction force field did not detect changes in Lu Qingxue's heartbeat, except when Mu Fan said that the bracelet was beautiful.
Girls all like to praise themselves.
Therefore, Lu Qingxue is not within Lord Hei's vigilance range at all, and this girl is still very good to Mu Fan.
"Definitely your sister!"
Mu Fan said angrily, holding the cold mask in his palm, turned around and continued walking towards the research center.
"If I have a sister, I will give it to you directly. How about I split myself into an intelligent life, name it my sister, and give it to you?" Hei Jianjian said.
"Shut up!... I really miss Teacher Mohanda. He must have a way to cure you."
Mu Fan felt that his thoughts were completely disrupted by this bastard-like Hei.
This moment has been delayed for ten minutes, and it will be dawn soon, and he must return to the biological cabin to continue to create signs of receiving treatment at all times.
Amidst a series of changes, Mu Fan really forgot one thing, that is how Lu Qingxue found him in the breath of darkness, and how she noticed the blood drops on his trouser legs in the dark night that Mu Fan had never noticed?
Mu Fan is only thinking about two things in his mind right now.
The first thing is for Hei to shut up immediately.
The second thing is to make sure that the senior sister is a friend and not an enemy.
But is this mask really so magical?
After stepping into the research center with the door open, Mu Fan unfolded the mask and looked at it strangely, but found no ties.
Just put it on like this?
He opened the thin white mask with both hands, looked at the position of his eyes, nose and mouth, and gently covered his face.
At the moment of contact, the cold touch even spread directly to the brain. The brain that originally thought it was calm enough now felt like it had entered an icehouse.
And the most terrifying thing is that when he tried to activate the dark breath again, this superposition still existed!
The mental power seems to be showing signs of breakthrough at this moment!
Without activating the psionic heart, there were faint signs of breaking through the fifth level of the Dark Breath.
But in the end, I still didn't cross that threshold.
The cold touch on his face was sliding, and Mu Fan felt as if the mask was coming to life.
Eventually the sliding stopped, and the initial coldness began to transform into a spiritual feeling.
His hands subconsciously touched his face, stroking the mask that was as soft as skin. Mu Fan was extremely shocked.
Now he believed Lu Qingxue's words, and this mask was far more shocking than what the senior said. The contours of the mask fit perfectly with his face at this moment, without any excess or deficiency.
It's as if it was born tailor-made for him.
At this moment, Mu Fan looked around again, like an assassin who had completely lost all warmth from the inside out, watching everything coldly.
This wonderful feeling is really fascinating.
When Mu Fan's eyes accidentally glanced at the glass partition next to him, he saw his own reflection in it.
His face was as white as snow, and his dark eyes were cold and indifferent.
At this moment, Mu Fan was as cold as iron and as rich as jade.
He is also like the most eerie killer in the dark night.