My Script is a Supporting Role

In fact, he has accumulated many years of cultivation, and the vitality is not weak.

Little Qinglong certainly caught many, seeing a lot of success, hurrying with the big nostrils, and the green leaves flew gently, falling in front of it.

Xiao Qinglong took a slope to suck, did not care, and three times and five were taken to the suction.

After you finish, play a full, comfortable!

Mo Chen, Luo Qier, Murong Qingyue San people have never seen such scenes, and they will stay at a time.

There is still such a technique that can extract the voyage from the dead.

Chapter 112 has alarmed the old age

It is only a loss of regrets in Xiaoyonglong.

This absorbs a moisture method, it is, it is necessary to consume some of the voyage, and can only absorb ten eight nine.

It's better to directly absorb better than enough.

But in the eyes, don't cause bigger dislike, less suck less.

With this black people's full body, at least it is still a little battle, not weak to the small snake without a smart.

However, for Mo Chen, such a scene is already shocked.

After the green leaves fly away, they were even more surprised. The black man's body has completely disappeared, leaving the golden chain of the golden chain into the empty space, as if this person has never been in this place. The same appears.

This is far from the grace of the flesh and blood, and the appearance of the corpse is far away.

Honestly, Xiao Qinglong, this hand, put a disgusting thing that sucked the dead, and actually three points of poetic three-point romance.

And all this is the result of the smoke of Xiaoqinglong spit out.

If this group of smoke spits themselves ...

Luo Qier and Murong see that Xiao Qinglong's eyes are different.

This little dragon, there is a hero, and there is such a means.

Mo Chen, this kid, where to find such a guy?

Mo Chen, of course, knows the details of Xiaoqinglong, but now he is not good to say that this guy is ourselves from Lin Jin's Qingxianjian.

I have to have a chaos: "I also accidentally went to the mountain to collect the grass. I found that it was hurting in the grass. I felt very poor, I took it back to hear, who knew it after treatment, it I don't want to go. "

"In fact, I don't know what it is."

This kind of novel in this mountain in the mountains in the mountains, I have seen it, I have seen it, I'm going to hurt, and I have no one.

Xiao Qinglong is dark in the heart, making me dying, isn't it a big yourself?

But of course, you can't affirmed this.

It's great now that it is the biggest thigh.

Xiaoyonglong is also a lot of people who live a few tens, hundreds, um, anyway, a boss, a boss, I heard the big saying, immediately know what I should do.

In the earth, rush to the foot of Mo Chen, holding the thigh of Mo Chen is a souse of a tear.

"Big!"

"The big is my savior!"

"Is my regeneration parents!"

"I will never forget the great kindness."

"I want to follow it forever!"

Mo dust has a slight smile, gently pat the small dragon, "Nothing!"

I can't wait for one to kick it out of my heart.

I rub!

Perform so exaggerated!

From the expression to the line, there is no work!

You don't have the resonance of the audience, but also make me very embarrassed?

However, it turns out.

The way men and women look at things are completely different.

After Loqi listened, I gave it to my mother.

Stretching the young dragon, full of love pity: "Wow, you are almost dead? Hey, so pitiful!"

"Who is so evil, put you so miserable?"

"Baby doesn't cry! Tell your mother, mother played him!"

Even Murong Qingyue also went to Mo Chen to a soft and gaze, "I can't think of it, you still have love."

Mo dust is slightly pumping.

No!

So beautiful performance, can you get such a big affirmation?

At another look at the young Qinglong lying in Luoqi, squinting, got a splendent expression.

Mo Chen also had to admit that this guy although he lived in millions of years, the stupid selling this set is actually a fire.

It seems that there is no resistance to things in any era.

Mo Dust shrugged his shoulders, no matter what, the mongolitan passed successfully.

The knowledge, the golden human form is instantly decomposed, and the combination is combined into a chain, and it is flying back to his right wrist.

The ground is a sound that sounds.

Walking over, it turned out to be black in black.

The black man's body is decomposed by Xiao Qinglong, but this dress is falling, and there seems to be something in it.

Mo Chen lifted the black jumbler, drop a cyan jade brand, and a storage bag.

Picking up the jade brand, but he wrote the word "Qingzhibao" in it, and there was a significant volatility in it.

Mo Chen is a little bit.

When he met with the black man, he already known that this person has been a disciple of Qingzong, because some changes have become the people in the magic gate, and it seems to be older with themselves. What is deep hatred?

So he is very familiar with all of Qingzong, and the king is also true.

And this jade brand should also be one of the relevance of him in Qingjing.

Leave the jade brand and turn the tub bag.

This storage bag is quite big, there are still quite a lot, and the exercises, the spiritual instrument is stone, and put a bunch.

I feel that this guy takes the whole body home.

"Someone is coming!" Murong Qingyue suddenly opened.

Mo Chen quickly took the storage bag, whispered: "About the black people, don't say anything!"

Today, this movement is actually quite big.

If Luo Qier is in order to be dissatisfactory, I will pick such a secluded place. I am afraid that I will wake up Qingzong early.

To put it, the black man is definitely in this point, so I am so relieved that I have no scruples.

After all, in his point of view, whether it is Mo Chen or Murong Qing Moon, Luoqi, what threats to him.

Just he didn't think of himself, this, actually became his way of challenge.

For this people who have grown in Qingzhang, it is a kind of people who have been complaining with Qingzong Zong, and I don't know if it should be a kind of comfort? Still a satirie?

After a moment, Wei Changlong, Yang Kaizong and other elders, and Zheng Qingshan, Ganlu, etc., all floating.

Just have a few eldest times, because they are somewhat big, the wine is not awake, it is not very stable in the air, and I suddenly feel that I am going to be planted.

Zheng Qingshan is also a face of sleep, it seems to be woken up from sleep.

Inside these people, there is only the gods that look at the spirit.

Zheng Qingshan is in the sleepy eyes, seeing the people below is actually Mo Chen, and immediately take the fire.

"Head boy! Don't sleep in the middle of the night, what is it?"

I still don't know the gas, I will take off the shoes under the feet, and I have smashed it.

Mo Chen reached out and grabbed it, and a slap bit was almost smoked him.

Uncle, you are afraid of these feet?

Hurry to lose the shoes to Zheng Qingshan, "Uncle, Luo Qier's brother is not coming to her? Her mood is not good, I will accompany her to chat with her, sit for a while."

Zheng Qingshan reached out to picking the shoes, but because they slept, the eyes were not fully opened, this hand was empty.

That shoe has a perfect arc, flying to the hill.