My Script is a Supporting Role

Song Xianqiao knows that if the rumors are true, with these people who fly fish palace, they are very difficult, not to say there is a murdered Murong Qingyue.

So try to encourage others in Rong Shaoi and the pub.

Rong Shao Weiyi wants to stand upright, immediately drink the sergeant behind him, "The public will listen, and the dust is rewarded!"

The sergeants should be in a hurry, and they brush forward, showing the army knife, the bloody war is ignited, and a double-wing dragon is picked in the air.

They are all the princes brought from the original part, so the soul is different from the north border army.

Just, although they have many people, this pair of flying dragons are faintly blurred, and the momentum is still not as good as Huang Zonglin's seven eight anger.

The disciples of the flying fish palace also climbed up from the ground, picking up their arms, enduring the pain, and once again set out a sword array.

Several alcohols think of huge rewards, it is inevitable to have some heart, and they don't dare to go before, and they laugh and laugh: "Everyone is together, and how is it?"

This is said that there is no one in other alcoholists.

The , today, it is very clear, cold and cold: "Others say what others have, I am not good, but my eyes are still good."

"In this young man, where is the people in the magic gate?"

The few alcoholic: "Is it right and wrong, where is I know?"

"We are born to kill, isn't it for money?"

"We take people, get bounty, as for non-fair, there is someone else to judge."

Six simply sat down, sneaked: "Guanshan sidewalk has gone so much, do you have a few pounds?"

"Some money can earn, have some money, you can't earn sales!"

Suddenly I thought that I listened to the magical performance of the scorpion today. In the future, there will be another financial path?

There is a lot of Rong Shaowa and the flying fish palace disciple, and Mo Chen smiled and welcomed the sword arrays of the flying fish palace.

The flying fish palace disciple is excited, call and drink, the long sword once again burst out the sharp swords, cross, and built a sword net.

Mo Chen is not afraid, and the whole body has a faint golden light, and he hits into the sword net.

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The clear sound of Jin Ribuo.

The sword is cut in Mo Chen, but it is like a gold iron, there is no hurt.

Mo Chen is turned over, and the palm is taken on this sharp sword.

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The long sword is broken.

Since there is no sword, the sword array does not exist.

The flying fish palace disciple of losing the long sword is very shocked, and it is accepted.

Several alcoholic eyes were suddenly slippery, and the mouth couldn't help.

Previously Huang Zonglin and others, the knot, the gods of the military war, the momentum is extraordinary.

It is still in touch with these flying fish palace disciples to defeat them.

This young man named Mo Chen took a few photos, giving the swords of the people broken!

What kind of strength is this?

Several wine passengers have seen revered when they showed the eyes of the deaf Six: "Sure enough, the Sixth is really a high-spirited high person!"

Darkly celebrate himself.

Sure enough, some money is to make it earned, and it will not make it.

Zhang Tiancheng and Zhu Zhenghe two halls have seen the sword array, and hurry up and try to press Mo Chen, but they have not yet, but the long swords in the hands are broken between the two photos.

At this time, Zhang Tiancheng fiercely issued a low voice.

The green brains on the forehead have once again highlighted, and the eyes are bruised, and the sidelines around the eyelids are scattered.

And this time, Zhu Zhenghe also got a variety of changes!

The body muscles of the two are bloated, and the power is strong, and the double two-way Mo Dust attack.

Murong Yue Yue has seen Zhang Tiancheng and Huang Zonglin's contest, knowing that this person is a different shape, it will work greatly.

When you put the Qianfang Feifei, you must assist Mo Chen forward.

The Song Xianqiao will take the long sword to stop her, "Murong girl, can't!"

The previous Murong will stop him in Qing Moon, let him lose the opportunity, can't think of so fast, two people change the role.

The Murong Qing Moon Mengyu seems to have a cold frost, and the scent is high-minded: "Let's open!"

As she cleared, the entire pub suddenly became a cold in Guanshan, and the air was drifted to snowflakes.

Song Xianqiao has a large change, and the pupil is shrinking.

"Four products swords!"

"Ice of the winter!"

The second hundred and sixty-fourth chapter is not full

Among the pubs, the white crystalline snowflake pieces fly.

Snowflakes fell unhappy, but every snowflake contained a sharp sword.

The Murong's feet are concatenated with a thin layer of ice.

Song Xianqiao is also a sword repair, and it has become a five-key, the realm, and it is necessary to have a high-end month.

But Song Xian Bridge has been forty years old this year, but it is only to understand the seven swords.

Compared with the gap between the realm, the two are more different from the highness of the sword, but it is more different.

Murong Qingyue stepped forward, the film flying snow was blown as the cold wind, suddenly accelerated.

Song Xianqiao has retired and said: "Flying fish palace is only the devil's road, Qingzong is the practice of practice, please pay respect for it."

He is quite jealous about Murong, and does not want to tear his face with the big school like Qingzong, so it takes a trick to return to the resolution.

However, Murong Qingyue is all right, it is a step, and the snow becomes more and more.

A snowflakes crossed the red column of the Zhu Zhi, and he scored a deep mouth in the top.

Murong Qingyue is awkward: "If you let the open, you will not be safe!"

The Song Xianqiao is about a time.

If it is not playing, his prevailing in the flying fish palace is definitely damaged, and even the Rong Shaowei who has just been good for him, it may also be disappointed with him.

If it is a hand, it is equivalent to standing with Qingzong standing on the opposite side.

Little a flying fish palace, how can I fight against Qingzong?

At this time, the voice of Topena will be increasing to his ears: "If you succeed, not only from the gods support, but it is more important to rely on the army. Is it afraid of a Qingzong?"

The voice just fell, Song Xianqiao feels that there is a heat in the body that is surging, and it is getting rushing.

This heat quickly spread throughout his body, as if to inject endless power for his body.

At the same time, a murdere of killing is the same at the same time.

All of the scruples just all the scruples have become no longer important.

Song Xianqiao's eyes are red, and they are born, and the sword is born, and the long sword is straight to Murong.

Among the entire pub, the land is like a cloud fog, which has a strong cyan mist.

Seven products swords, Qing Yun out!

In this strong mist, there is also a bloody gas of the silk.

Murong Qingyue saw the other party's hands, nor did it, the Qianshui flying feathers were instantaneous and flying red birds, with the sky and snow, attacked.

Flying snow hits the cyan mist, the fog is difficult to resist, quickly dissipate.

But when the bloody gas in the snow is touched with the bloody gas in the mist, only listening to the sound, but it is both a double melting.

Murong Qingyue's eyes are afraid, and the snow is soaring.

Song Xianqiao only felt that the whole body was full of hot, the killing of the heart was difficult to curb, holding a long sword, welcoming the blizzard straight.

Countless flying snow rosted from him, but only scratched his clothes.

The Song Xianqiao tract into the front of the Murong Qingyue, swing the sword.