My Script is a Supporting Role

Mo Chen repeatedly stimulated Xuan Yu unparalleled, it was constant reminding each other:

"You won't!"

"You can't!"

"You don't think so much!"

"You don't think so perfect!"

Such a psychological suggestion is perhaps it is fully acceptable for ordinary people.

After all, there is no person, no one can do it through the day.

But for the perfect Xuan Yu, the perfect Xuan Yu, but it is the most unbearable.

In fact, Mo Chen also knows that the big brothers are big.

Perhaps one day, when these big gods are completely awakened, they can make countless fresses, each of which has countless skills.

At this point, this is not something at all.

But today, at this moment, Mo Chen is very relieved, Xuan Yu is unparalleled should still do this.

In this way, "imperfect yourself" will be such a "small person" such as Mo Chen, which will become a unspeakable heart knot in Xuan Yu's unparalleled heart.

It's too pursuit of perfection, but I have to face my "imperfect".

Originally, it is always high, but it has to face "failure" that can't be washed.

Under this stimulation, Xuan Yu's unparalleled practice will definitely be affected.

This is a gift that Mo Chen is left to him.

The practitioner, cultivatics and also.

If the heart is not, it is unstable.

The practice of practice is affected. If you can't eliminate it for a long time, it is even possible to breed the heart.

Speaking of the heart, Mo Chen couldn't help but think of Lin Jin.

Lin Jin killed his heart, but he had a depression, he would want to kill it.

When Mo Chen is still in Qingzong, Lin Jin has repeatedly moved to him, but it has never been able to get.

"This is said, I can't kill me, Lin Jin's thoughts have always been ..."

"Time is long, it is difficult to get rich in the heart?"

This idea did not let Mo Chen feel comfortable, but began to faintness.

Lin Jin's killing, then not just kill a two as simple.

From the history of his past, just a marriage, he will do not kill a piece of a piece of a door to the home.

"If this guy really breeds the heart, will it be a big thing in Qingzong?"

Mo Chen suddenly jumped out of a picture.

On the 38 hills of Qingzong, the blood is broken, the blood flows into the river, and the corpse is in the wild.

Only a person who is blood is blood, the fierce scene, and holds a green sword, and it is self-suited, so that the heavens and the earth are discolored.

Such a picture, let Mo Chen himself feel a bit tight.

Others may not be, but in the heart of Lin Jin, it is really likely to make such a thing.

I thought about it, I feel that I still have more.

"In any case, he wants to kill, in fact, only me."

"I am not in Qingzong. Who can he kill?"

The 233th chapter of the dust

The fierce fight in Dengxian Tower is still rushing, and the strength of the power is shocked from the inside, and all the door and window chairs outside will be broken.

There are some anxious in the heart of the big man.

As a mobilized Wu Xiu, he has always confident on his body strength and martial arts.

Otherwise [restaurant] will not let him sit on the seventh floor [chef] in such a key location.

I can sit on this position, that means he is the top level of the whole seventh floor.

However, he has been fighting with this teenager's teenager, but did not accounted for a little advantage!

Not only that, the momentum of this teenager shot, it seems to be more strengthened than him.

Is this guy not only known as a well-known?

Mo Chen is still gone, only fully transpares the trick, step by step!

It's the only real body with this seventh floor chef.

These days, he has put his own golden magic from the third level of the five-order realm, and rushed to the fourth floor [Zhenwei Town Soul].

The cultivation of the magic work is to be a furnace and smelt the heavenly gas.

In the case of plenty of gas reserves, the deviation of the magic work can actually be very fast.

However, the practice of practice is too fast, and it is easy to make the motivation to practice the progress, so that the heart cannot completely control its own power, and finally the power controlled by the opposite.

There are many magic gates, just because the growth of the power is too pursuing, lack of cultivation, and finally practice deviation until mad.

This is also a major reason for the trimming as a heterogeneous since the Magic Gate.

But Mo Chen is a person, and has experienced many sharpening, and the heart is very stable.

This progress is far from can't bring him trouble.

Today, he wants to use this mobilized Wu Xiu to test the results of our cultivation.

The fourth layer [Zhenwei Town Soul], not only on the third floor, but also supplemented with the "Town Soul" exercises to remove the impurities in the hearts of cultivanes.

From the third floor to the fourth layer, the most difficult part is here.

It's just that Mo Chen's soul has been cultivated to a certain level, and "the soul" is close, but it is easy to block any blocking.

Now Mo Chen, did not like the seventh floor chef, the recruitment has a dazzling battle, it seems very cool.

On the contrary, in addition to the body hidden cash light, his eyes have a bright, his punch, but there is no fancy, it seems to be flat.

But this is the flat and faint fists. Every time I hit it, I like to drive the entire space around Mo Chen, and oppressed the opponent.

"The two words of the original town soul, in addition to the effect of the cultivator has the soul of the gods, but also to the opponent's meaning."

The strong martial arts of a strong big man, under such space, the power is impossible, the time is long, but let him feel pressure, it is inevitable.

In order to get rid of the opponent's pressure, the 7th floor chef began to quickly attack.

" !"

The war has skyrocketed, and the fist is like a meteor.

The initial self-confidence of the strong and large man has begun to shake, now he just wants to use the shortest time to solve this battle.

"Hey!"

Mo Chen continued to attacked the opponent, but still hit the shoulder by a box.

Mo Chen is just a shackles, it is stood, it is borrowed to borrow a strong and old power, the old power, which is unborn, bulky, and strokes, and the flat and unmodorant straight punches are in the seventh floor. Chef's chest.

Signing of the big man did not think of this boy under his own grabbing. When he reacted, Mo Chen's fist had hit his chest with powerful space.

"!"

Sign of strong man feels that he is not a fist, but a whole mountain.

The chest pain, the strong body is actually flying by this punch.

"boom!"

It is also a strait that has a hit body in the seventh floor.

The entire Dengxian building finally supported, and she collapsed and slammed the dust.

Outside the people who watched and swept away, he was looking away while running on the ruins that collapsed.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

The dust covers the line of sight, but the dull hit the sound is still in a hurry.

Due to the case, the crowd of the crowd felt more than a panic.

"!"

The dust has finally fly out of a broad figure again, and he is heavy.

Sign of big and big and hoe's eyes, mouth, nose, fell on the ground.