Chapter 682 Lu Qingxue's Mask

Mu Fan said this unintentionally, the bracelet looks really unique, especially at the moment when Lu Qingxue is dressed in a black bow suit, Sai Xue's bright wrist is matched with this jade-like ring, it is simply too beautiful. Too dazzling.

But when Lu Qingxue raised her left hand and put it down, the ring was covered by the wide sleeve again, without revealing a trace.

"thanks."

The cold woman's voice was still soft, always giving Mu Fan the illusion that he was not meeting her.

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 his best not to let his words leak.

But why Lu Qingxue could notice herself there at a glance from two hundred meters away, Mu Fan didn't have the heart to think about it at the moment.

"If there's nothing else to do, I'll go back first."

Finally Mu Fan spoke.

"Um."

Qianying in front of her nodded slightly, and Mu Fan felt relieved immediately.

It can be regarded as a mess, and with Lu Qingxue's temperament, it is 10,000% impossible to communicate with people, he is very relieved about this.

but……

Just when Mu Fan was about to turn around, that cold and soft voice sounded again.

"Wait, this is for you."

Mu Fan turned around to look in astonishment, only to see that white jade hand spread out, in which lay a thin... fabric?

"what is this?"

He asked curiously, and Mu Fan was a little puzzled that senior sister Lu actually met and gave him something at this time.

The beautiful cherry lips of the proud girl 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 could only feel a cold sweat rising all over his body.

"This mask can calm your spirit and hide your breath. The back of your trousers on your left leg...has not been dealt with properly."

Lu Qingxue, who was dressed in a bow suit, looked down at Mu Fan's trousers.

Mu Fan was startled, and twisted his left foot lightly. When his ankle turned around, Mu Fan's pupils shrank into needlepoints.

Under his unhindered night vision ability, there was a drop of blood that was only a quarter of the size of a fingernail on the back of his left leg.

Mu Fan's heart began to sink infinitely. There was something in Lu Qingxue's words just now, and it was very likely that he had discovered something.

He raised his head abruptly, showing a smile, "Sister, you mean..."

Lu Qingxue shook her head, and the blue hair on her back swayed slightly.

"You put away the mask, and you can rest assured about the rest."

After finishing speaking, he gave his palm lightly, and Mu Fan reached out subconsciously.

The cold touch fell on the palm, it was not only the soft mask, but also the inadvertent touch of the jade hand, and then the snow lotus-like woman turned and left.

Although she is wearing a bow suit with clear lines, she outlines her beautiful figure while walking.

Lu Qingxue's back finally disappeared from Mu Fan's sight.

Mu Fan stared blankly at the back of Lu Qingxue leaving. His figure stood like a sculpture on the spot, and he looked down at the soft fabric mask in his palm. He completely lacked the extreme calmness of his brain when he went to slaughter.

Senior sister Lu's words just now seemed to completely reflect what he did when he went out at night, but what did the words after that mean?

What must she know, and how did she know it?

Mu Fan, whose mind 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 Wuxin smiled heartlessly, he didn't have as many thoughts as Mu Fan.

From the beginning to the end, its small-scale induction force field did not feel any changes in Lu Qingxue's heartbeat, oh, except when Mu Fan said that the bracelet was beautiful.

Girls like to praise themselves.

So Lu Qingxue was not within Lord Hei's vigilance at all, and this girl was still very good to Mu Fan.

"Determine your sister!"

Mu Fan said angrily, held the icy mask in his palm, turned around and continued walking towards the research center.

"If my lord has a younger sister, I will give it to you directly. How about I split an intelligent life and name it my younger sister?" Heijian said in a low voice.

"Shut up! I really miss Teacher Mohanda, he must have a way to cure you."

Mu Fan felt that his thoughts were completely disturbed by this bastard-like black.

This meeting has been delayed for ten minutes, and it will be dawn in a while, and he must return to the biological cabin to continue to create signs of receiving treatment at all times.

During a series of accidents, Mu Fan really forgot one thing, that is how Lu Qingxue found him in the dark breathing, and how in the dark night he noticed the blood dripping from the bottom of his trousers that Mu Fan didn't notice?

There are only two things on Mu Fan's mind right now.

The first thing is that Hei shut up quickly.

The second thing is that you can be sure that the senior is a friend rather than 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 straps.

Just put it on like this?

He stretched out the thin layer of light white mask with both hands, took care of the position of the eyes, nose and mouth, and gently covered his face.

At the moment of contact, the cold touch was even transmitted directly to the brain, and the brain that thought it was calm enough turned out to be like entering a freezer at this moment.

And the most frightening thing is that when he tried to operate the dark breath again, this superposition still existed!

There seems to be a breakthrough in mental power at this moment!

Under the premise of not activating the heart of psionic energy, there are faint signs of breaking through the fifth layer of dark breath.

But in the end, that threshold was not crossed.

The icy cold touch was sliding on the face, and Mu Fan only felt that the mask came alive.

Eventually the sliding stopped, and the initial coldness began to transform into a spiritual feeling.

Subconsciously caressing his face with both hands, caressing the mask 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 sister said. The outline of the mask at this moment fit his face perfectly, without any excess or lack.

As if born to belong to tailor-made for him in general.

At this moment, Mu Fan looked around again, like an assassin who had completely lost his temperature from the inside to the outside, watching everything coldly.

This wonderful feeling is really fascinating.

When Mu Fan glanced over the glass partition beside him accidentally, he saw his reflection in it.

Her face was as white as snow, and her pitch-black eyes were indifferently cold.

At this moment, Mu Fan is as cold as iron and as rich as jade.

It is also like the most silent killer in the dark night.