The icy breath surged from the heart, pouring into the blue crystal core along the arm.
Then the blue crystal core instantly burst with brilliance, a circle of probes directly piercing Mu Fan's chest.
In an instant, blue mist enveloped his entire body, his messy hair moving without a breeze.
"What the heck is this?"
White Hair stood in the shadows, watching Mu Fan's back, even the surrounding air and hair were instantly tinged with a vibrant blue, something unheard of in his understanding.
But in the next second, his mouth hung open wide, unable to close again!
The faint sound of clashing rang out.
The nearly ignored travel bag on the ground began to shake slightly.
Mu Fan's right hand suddenly swung to the side, fingers splayed wide.
At this moment, the agitation of the travel bag surged to its peak!
A stream of white bone armor pieces instantly rose up against the sky, flying towards the palm of that hand and then precisely attaching piece by piece to the body.
