My Script is a Supporting Role

Mo Chen suddenly gone.

Climb the flying sword, sitting, and the Qiama flying feathers brush vertically rising nearly one feet.

"Do you need so high?"

Mo Chen has some indiscriminate.

"Need!" Murong Qing moon lane: "Do not fly a little, will be discovered."

Will it be discovered?

Who is discovered?

Mo Chen is then put your heart back to the situation in front of you.

"To tell, what is the driving sword in this big night?"

The Murong Qing Moon gently gently gently perceived something.

Cold side faces outline the perfect contours.

"I follow the old man named Feng Yuancheng."

"Later, I feel that you are behind, so come over and see, sure, you are really here."

Mo Chen's eyebrows rise up, and the eyes began to be big, "You, actually light, you know that I am here?"

Murong turns back to him, "What is the problem?"

Mo Chen smiled a few times, said: "No, no!"

The feeling of this girl is simply a backbone of Bug.

If anyone married her in the future, it was afraid that there was a little sad.

Going out three friends, you will drink a wine, or go to the fireworks willownee, and give it a place to give you a position.

It's a horrible than portable GPS.

There is no room for lie.

Mo Chen thought about a brain.

A greasy man is full of blushing to stand on the right, come out from the gentle hometown, one lifted, his wife has been filled with fire, the red sword is full, waiting for him at the door ...

It's too shocked!

The Murong Qing moon is felt, and the angle of tightly adjusting the Qianfun feathers, slowly flying in the southwest.

"Feng Yuancheng ..."

Mo Chen remembers the inn to say hello to him, Feng Yuancheng did not start with others, but it was postponed for a long time.

So now Feng Yuancheng also fell behind the pedestrian of Luoqi.

"You track Feng Yuancheng, is it what question?"

Murong Qingyue Road: "Yes, I doubt, this Feng Yuancheng is the middle of the magic gate."

"Yesterday evening, after the lucky effect of the soul of the soul faded, Feng Yuancheng went out from the inn."

"I was on the roof at that time, I saw him and went straight."

"When he acts, very careful, I don't dare to keep it too tight."

Do you want to follow your perceived ability?

It's yourself, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, running on the roof, how many people are you?

Murong Qingyue continued: "Later, he entered a small court, I didn't go in."

"But I turned around, I feel, where there is a touch of magic."

Speaking here, Murong stopped and said: "" It is a bit similar to the breath of your body. "

Mo Dock heartbeat hop.

When I got the black man last time, I could only fully show my Golden Magic.

And in order to disturb the heart of the black, it also said that the Golden Magic Games Complete Method.

After that, I cultivated the magic work, Luoqi and Murong Qing moon were very clear.

However, they seem to have no representation of this.

Even even looked.

They don't say, Mo Chen himself is not happy.

This is so unfolded in this matter.

Today, Murong Qing Moon suddenly mentioned that Mo Chen did not know how to pick it up.

"Amount ... you haven't thought about it, I also cultivate the magic work, will it be a magician?"

Murong looks at him with a strange look. "You are not under the black people, is it forced?"

Mo Chen has some period of Ai Dao: "It's okay ... just, have you doubt it at all?"

"Doubt that you are the people in the magic gate?" Murong showed a slight smile in the eyes of the moon, revealing the confidence, "no!"

Mo dust scratched his head.

This gimmick is fascinating, and I don't know where it is.

It seems that Luoqi also trusts the Murong Qingyue, and it has never asked things to Mo Chen.

Oh ... it is good, save yourself to explain it.

"I have been staying outside until the next day, I saw Feng Yuancheng from the small courtyard."

"And after coming, he knows that Luo Qi has gone to go, but there is no urgent way."

"So I have been following him, just want to know what he has to do later."

Feng Yuancheng has a connection with the magic gate?

Lenovo's martial arts identity, Mo Dust hidely felt that he was in the same way, the identity of Wu Xiu was only hidden, in fact, his cultivation may also be magical.

This is more interesting.

Feng Yuancheng is the five emperor, which specializes in protecting Luoqi.

If he is a magic door, it is deliberately hidden, mix it under the five emperors, or the five emperor itself is with the magic gate with Guayu?

Lenovo has established an [Restaurant] in order to compete for the empowerment.

In order to increase his forces in order to increase their power, it is not impossible to seek help.

According to this idea, the so-called protection of the five emperors, I am afraid that there is nothing.

Chapter 152 Chapter Dragon Set Review

The four princess yesterday's shot may make them alert.

Feng Yuancheng is not rushing to catch up with Lu Qi, should be re-developed a new action plan.

"~~~"

Murong Qing Moon places a finger in the lip, made a gesture.

They have already fly above a rose, and the hills are not high, but the wood is very green.

Under the night, Mo Chen is the greatness to look forward to it.

"Not here, behind the hillside." Murong Qingyue Road.

Murong Qing moon is slightly condensed, and the beautiful brow is gently wrinkled.

"There are other people in ..."

"It seems that Xuan Yu is unparalleled!"

"And his two maids."

Mo Chen did not hear it.

This is a journey, this bride's bodies don't do something, how can I match his protagonist?

However, this most important play, Xuan Yu is unparalleled with the first meeting of the four princess, has been grabbed by himself.

Murong Qing moon lowered the flying sword, putting their entire cracked a big tree, but the eyebrows, there is no action.

"If you want to hear what they say, it will be very close."

"But two of them are integrity, and it is very easy to discover too much from me."

"And that Xuan Yu is unparalleled, I always feel that his ability is stronger than he shows the realm of him."

Murong Qingyue's perceived ability is extraordinary, but the perception cannot replace the ear.

Want to know what the people behind the hillside are talking about, and the light is not enough.

Mo Chen is gently sigh.