My Script is a Supporting Role

Instead, I left the last one, and I bought him like a scorpion with a chain.

The special soldier is quite quite quite lying on the ground, and the modern helmet is still wearing a head.

After waiting for a while, I didn't refresh the special soldiers.

"It seems that the first batch of people did not be kill, will not refresh again."

Although I haven't found a way to break this loop, at least give Mo Chen to the time you can think.

Sitting on the floor, looking at the special soldiers in front of the front, Mo Chen reached out and gently opened his helmet.

The face under the helmet, the sword eyebus, the contour is clear, but Mo Chen's own look.

Optimism.

There is no emotion and consciousness in addition to the feelings of the eyes.

In such a scene, the object that suddenly see the strand is actually himself, this feeling is really blame.

Mo Chen stared at this "own" to see a while, standing up, turned a circle in place, suddenly laughed.

"I understand."

"All everything here is, it is a self-minded mind."

Automatic rifles, modern equipment, full-deputy armed special forces, these things are not here.

They all come from the world of Mo Chen.

Damo's entry is coming in with the memory of the past.

All the memories of all the best are still kept in his mind.

Whether it is gun, ammunition, or personal equipment, all this, only he can imagine it.

"This is not a real scene, or even a fantasy."

"This is just my mind through the trick, and the one and earth created."

Because his brain mixed with two memories, it will appear such a special forces in such a place.

If you change one to another person, an original is the world, such as Xu Zhiming, that he is facing now, it should be a group of practitioners killed, and there is endless chasing.

If you want to understand these joints, Mo Chen now needs to do it, how to wake up from your own expected.

"Since this is an ideaful spiritual world, there will be a point, which is the singular point of this world."

This is not the theory of this kind of practice in the world, which is the theory of the world's world, the theory of the spiritual layered world.

Many movies are based on this theory, photographing the imagined picture.

Every idea of ​​people can form an independent world.

At this point of thinking, it will become the singular point of this independent world.

Only by finding this odd point can we break this illusory world and return to reality.

The time to stay here, the gross calculation has been almost about one hour.

Although Mo Chen is still not very clear about whether the time passed by the real world is synchronized, but I know with toes, the longer the time of dragging, the worse.

"Target confirmation, start actions."

Suddenly, the sound of the special forces suddenly came.

Mo Chen eyelids.

"Do I have left one?"

At first glance, the person who was previously tied has disappeared.

"rub!"

"This is also automatically reset?"

Taking into account all the settings in this scene, it is actually from your own brain. Mo Chen can only blame yourself that it may be too much game.

" !"

The fierce gun sounded again in the hallway again.

"I have made it, what time do I have to crack this bureau?"

Mo Chen ran quickly, the chain in the hand was disconnected, turned into a piece of metal block.

These metal pieces have a large small and the shape is different.

"~ ~"

"!"

"!"

All metal pieces are stuck from the head to his body, rapidly nested in each other, and make up a very simple metal armor.

Although the armor looks very ugly, it is enough to protect Mo Chen not hit by these rifle bullets.

Even in the spiritual world, he can't determine that he will not be killed.

"Hey!"

The violent bullets are in his body, but all are blocked outside, only splashing countless fire.

Mo Chen is also too lazy to fight with these special forces, but wearing armor, looking at the intensive bullets.

He returned to his room again.

Here is the start of all everything.

All things have nothing to have before.

The furniture arrangement in the house is all previously.

The incense burner is still placed on the table, and the faint white smoke is still easy to scatter from the incense burner.

After receiving the incense burner of that a boulder, Mo Chen only sat in the room very small, and when pushed out, everything outside became a look.

That sing, will it be this incense burner?

Mo Chen picks up the incense, in front of him.

"The white smoke in the incense burner should have some psychedelic stimuli, let me form their own mental illusion, but it itself is not the source of this scene."

Like confirming his thoughts, the incense burner is scanned by the special forces of the door, directly into the fragment.

"You are too rude."

Mo Chen shook his head and turned it in the room.

"Skills, is a point in thinking, through this point, depletion of various thinking, ideas, picture ..."

"Finally, it constitutes a complete world."

Mo Dust closed his eyes and put everything around him into his brain.

At this time, the special soldiers at the door have collected guns, touched the three-rightened army, and fluttered toward Mo Chen.

The anti-cold army is directly tied to the gap of the metal armor.

Mo Chen is all wrapped by metal armor, only leaving a gap to ensure he can freely activities.

Although this special soldier is just Mo Chen, it seems that it has not fully become NPC without IQ.

Mo Chen stretched out the armored arm of the metal armor, and directly rushed into the front, a military thorn, and looked out of the person.

Headed back, put the head of a special forces directly into the chest.

The opposite side of each helmet has a face of his own face, playing yourself, is really not a good thing.

But now he does not have a lot of idle work, you can play games here.

Two people were lost, and the special soldiers adjusted the strategy, and the steps were retired, and the rifle started shooting again.

No matter where he walks, it is a dense shooting, table, chair, tea cup, and teapot allocated by these special soldiers.

The 121st chapter of the large gel group in the space

The bullets fly, countless fragmented debris fell in the room, splashing on the metal armor on Dust, hey.

Mo Chen suddenly thought about what, see it in the door.

The door is still blocked by these special forces.

But Mo Chen is not them.

Instead, I suddenly thought that before the girl helped the merchants, it was Murong Qing Yue to visit, knocked his door ...

At that time, Murong made a dangerous breath in Mo Chen, and it seems that someone peeked in the dark.

Later, the boulder commission was sent to the incense burner, and the nails on the hand caused Mo Chen's attention.

Mo Dust took a head, but I forgot my arm and the armor of the metal on my arm, and I used it directly.

"It turned out to be here!"