My Script is a Supporting Role

From small to big, the mother is not easy to violate.

Ganluo went to the branches of Xia Xiaoyu, took over the eyes and showed some different colors.

"During this time, you actually launched this moonlight,"

The eyes of Zhong Xiaoyu were blocked, and the hand of the green car was held.

"Mother, you can see these from this truncation, can you see these?"

The blueprints are dissatisfied with dissatisfaction: "Are you as good as your mother? Even this point can't see it, how can I be the elder of Yang Feng?"

Holding a tree branch to Zhong Xiaoyu: "Shu Yue's flow of light, in fact, in the smell of the sword, because the postal shape is like the new moon,"

"This branch cut is very neat, indicating that the voyage is very condensed."

"Although the main branch is broken, the branch next to the branch is not affected, indicating that the control of the vitality is in place, there is no extra voyage,"

Speaking of this, the face of the gods exposed a vibrant: "During this time, you have practiced it very much."

Zhong Xiaoyu is thinking about another question, asking: "Then, how is this comparable to the rumor of the millennium in front of Lin Jin?"

Qingluo can't help but laugh: "How can he compare with you? He is just a chance of chance, and it is the first floor of the moonlight."

"Although it looks fit, it is not enough."

"This branch is absolutely impossible to achieve this extent," Gan Lu will give the branches in the hands of the branches. "I have to have a mistake, you should now reach at least the first moonlight Five layers, is it? "

Zhong Xiaoyu took the tree branch, but the brain was thinking about another question: "So Mo Chen at the time, although the wolf is only cut, because Lin Jin's silk is not unfained."

Qinglu softly sigh: "With a realm of Mo Chen, if it is not a heart of the moon, it is not to be worn by Lin Jin."

Recalling the situation at the time, Green Lu also had a doubt.

At the end of Lin Jin, Mo Chen cut into the moonlight, hit Lin Jin.

Each palm is just right, no matter whether it is still a force.

If Mo Chen has this level, how can we be played at all?

Zhong Xiaoyu looked at the branches in the hands, if thought.

Gan Lu noticed her look, but thought she was still reading Lin Jin.

I cherish her head, "Mother will not see the wrong, the Lin Jin is now not limited, but there must be amazing talents."

Amazing talent?

Zhong Xiaoyu flizes a quirky face in front of him.

Although he has been installing one or fierce, or arrogant, or the color is fascinated.

But Zhong Xiaoyu still remembers that before the door, he just turned his head, and the end of the heart was happy.

At that moment, his smile is warm and moving.

At that moment, she did not have the heart of his heart in his sixteen, and she had a ripple.

Just who knows later, give birth to many inverse changes.

The branches are gently rotated in the fingers, and the thoughts of Zhong Xiaoyu are also linger.

"Your cultivation has achieved this extent, why will it be in front of Zongmen, deliberately do it?"

Looking back in Mo Chen, Zhong Xiaoyu felt that the fantockets of this guy became more blurred.

Mo Chen is flying to the Yangtze Run, and a sack is on his head.

Looking out from the gap of the sack, he saw a few pairs of embroidery satin shoes.

"beat him!"

The sound is crisp, and it is full.

..

"Who is this TMD?"

Mo Chen has a grief roar.

The bad old man did not pay attention to him.

If you want to come, you didn't look at him at all, or it was dumb.

The next day, Qingzong hills, mine caves.

Mo Chen hand holding a long, taking a trying on the gray rock.

Long hob hits with a hard rock, occasionally splashing a few stars shining sparks.

Labor is a penalty for the disciples of Qingzong to violate the doors.

Although Mo Chen has long, he will definitely can't escape the fate of punishment, Zheng Qingshan is still explained to him, which is done to gratify.

First punish Mo Chen, reveal the predecessors, Qinglu's remember marriage, and can't tell the reason for the past.

This penalty is not light, it is not necessary to explain it, and Mo Chen will not eat what is too bitter.

Zheng Qingshan also has a very dedicated.

However, Mo Chen is not thinking about the gazel.

Chapter 17 Delivery

Anyway, marriage is not married, but it is a scorpion.

There is no relationship with yourself.

"This is, this guy should not engage in killing sister witnesses this?"

"In that, he was repented, this world, he is grabbed my wife, can't you grab it again?"

The iron hook knocks the rock and exposes the light blue moiety inside.

Fire Blue Yuanshi, Eight Products, belongs to the medium and low order.

But it is very suitable for young disciples who are still very high in these repairs.

Mo Chen looked at the position of the moine and started to beat the rock next to it.

Today's weather is a bit hot, the ore of the mine is a bit hot.

"Mo Lao Da, we are here!"

Wang Yue, Zhang Tianming, Fang Zhuo three iron hitting with class smiles.

Mo Chen straight, some accident: "How did you come?"

Wang Yue smiled: "Mo Lao is in this excavation, how can we come?"

Fang Zhuo nodded: "The boss is so licking, and a person will take things down, we have to do something for the boss."

Three papers did not know this matter, but thought it was Mo Laoda to keep the brothers, and touched the responsibility of the whole thing.

"Boss, you can rest assured, live in these days, do three help you."

Three people pull up their sleeves and excavated.

It is not lively in the mine pole.

Mo Chen is also happy, sitting aside, leisurely drinking tea.

Southern Song Zun, Song Zun, Song Zun, and see it, close one eye.

Although the labor of labor is not allowed, the labor itself is not a heavy punishment, so most of the disciples are punished, but they will not pay too much of the process.

What's more, Zheng Qingshan also has a good enthusiasm, Song Zheng is also happy to be a smooth person.

With three talkers, Mo Chen's mining brigadier is much easier.

And they still deliberately reduce the speed, so that Mo Chen has worked hard and can better share.

Of course, most of the time, Mo Chen is not sleeping, just drinking tea.

"Boss!"

The depths of the mine, and several times were called.

Mo Dust swallowed tea, lifting the eyelid.

"Dig it to the treasure? So big strange?"

This kind of mine cave left to Zongmen disciples, basically there will be no good things to dig.

However, the three papers are excited.

"Boss, it is really digging to the treasure!"

Mo Chen smashed, put down the teapot.

"Who is so excited? You will never tell me, do you dig into Yuan Jing?"

Wang Yue quickly ran over, took his hand, and strive to control the slight voices: "You are right! It is Yuan Jing."

Mo Duyi.