My Script is a Supporting Role

Suddenly, the big man saw Mo Chen, and suddenly showed the eyes of a rakest.

"You ... you are ... Mo Chen ..."

"You, do you kill these people?"

Mo Dust gently shakes his head.

After these people were eroded by the beast, they completely lost their memory. I didn't remember myself to become a monster.

I don't remember, this battle is originally what they look for.

The big man has been scared, and only a kind of hard force in the body, she climbed up, and she did not dare to return, and she fled her crazy.

Mo Chen raised his hand and said the man was locked.

Just need a thought, the guy who is desperately escaping will die.

This kind of person will integrate murderous beasts before do not crack the blood gum.

At this time, the two powerful air machine suddenly appeared in half, and instantly caged Mo Chen.

Mo Chen's heart, look up to see the past.

Two men stand in half empty.

One is wearing a green robe, the body shape is tall, the muscles are solid, the contour of the face is very prominent, but the eyebrow bow is tall, but there is no eyebrow.

His left hand is uniform, put on a ferrous wristband.

This person, Mo Chen is considered.

One of the five magic princes of the magic gate, green wood.

His palm, or in Sheng'an City, when the four princess Feng Yao is hit, it is cut off.

Three months passed, the injury in his hand appeared.

Unfortunately, the palm is no longer coming again.

Another man wearing a red robe, the chest embroidered with the flame shape, not only the whole eyebrows and hair are dark red, even the eyeballs are, it looks quite a demon taste.

From the momentum and appearance, this one should be another place in the five magic of the magic gate.

"Hahahaha!"

"It's really broken iron shoes, I have to come."

The green wood looked at Mo Chen and made a mad laugh.

"We have exhausted, even the buddy is the master, actually can touch it."

"Hahahaha!"

The red flag embraced his hands, and his eyes looked at the corpse and showed it.

"But you can kill so many tribers, it is simply molecularity than in our magic gate."

"Hey!"

"Even my ferry, I can't help but say it!"

Mo Chen is cold and watching two people, did not speak.

That's the injured big man has been farther away by the irrigo of the two magic.

But now Mo Chen is not empty to the big man.

In front of me, the two of the magic domains were unusually powerful.

I have just consumed a war again, this is not so good to say about Mo Chen.

The second hundred and sixty-eight chapters strong horizontal red flaming blasting

The two magic princes fell in front of Mo Chen, from the look, it is very open.

Green wood looks at the full wolf, still some unexpected.

"When I saw this kid three months ago, he was still a chicken."

"Is it so powerful now?"

"This is afraid that there are two hundred people?"

Qingmu looks at Mo Chen, and his eyes become warm, "Is it ... Is it the effect of the Devil?"

Mo Chen in front of you, and the strength of the Qingmu for the first time in the three months, it can be said that it is a hetero.

Three months, the strength can take the extent, how can you not let the green wood?

In fact, the alienation of these practitioners has fallen.

If they see the previous scene, each tribener is actually doubled after combining the power of the monsters, but still being defeated by Mo Chen, I am afraid I will re-assess the strength of Mo Chen.

The performance of Red Flag to Mo Chen is very amazing. After all, in the age of Mo Chen, it can achieve such a repair, it is too amazing.

But he is more concerned about the Devil God.

"Anyway, this little child is here, let's interruption his hands and feet, skill waste, and then slowly ask the devil's fall."

"If this little child is hard, take back to the magic domain, let the Lantheng's wife refined his soul."

During the speech, the red flames have been free, directly reach out to Mo Chen.

The skin in the hand instantly appears a red blood pattern, like a flame that is burning under the skin.

Mo Chen backhand, she holds the arm of the red flame, but I feel that this is hot.

Chi Yan did not expect this young man in the face of their two magic kings. They didn't bunch their hands. They still had to resist the look. They didn't think about it: "Kids, I advise you or not, I have a good idea, take advantage of the strength. "

Mo Chen is cold and cold: "I am afraid that you have no chance to come!"

The barefighter is smashed, haha ​​laughed, "Good boy, the tone is so big!"

"We have two magic kings here. Whoever dares to say that it is better than two people, it is afraid to be more than five."

Mo Chen smiled: "Don't think of yourself too high, don't say what the top masters of the three holy places, the light is in the young life, I will know that I can pack you."

Yumu was cut off the palm of Feng Yao. It is the most painful loss of his life. It has always been ignorant.

At this time, I heard this, hate to bite his teeth: "You are the ** person of Feng Yao? She is just a lot of people!"

"When I encountered next time, I will be shameful, I can't climb it, and I will lose my magic of the magic, let her wandered enough."

Mr. Mo dust said: "Don't be afraid that I have not remind you, when you see her next time, it is best to run more and better."

"Also, the eight-year-old little girl of Zi Ziyu, you will not provoke, I am afraid that you have no chance to make your mouth."

The red flames heard the heart, and the great way: "full of mouthless!"

"Do you think that practice is good?"

"watch out!"

The fist fist is like a heavy bomb, which suddenly blows up in front of Mo Chen.

There is no sign.

There is no volatility.

Just like those yuan, they were in his fists, and he just took it the same.

Mo Chen can't prevent it, it is actually a strong impact generated by the explosion.

"this is……"

If he returns God, the Chifun has been plunged to dress up, and an foot is in his chest.

Mo Du settled his waist to stop body shape, and the arm is smashed to the calf of the red flag.

"boom!"

The boxing legs are connected, as if it is a heavy bomb, the huge burst impact instantly hits the rolls of Baizhang round, and the stone blocks on the ground are fried.

The red flame scorn: "I don't know the high-grade kid, let me teach you!"

It is still not forgotten to the green wood: "You don't do it, I will pack him."

Green wood knows his character, and the two devils teamed up with a teenage boy, and it is too flying.

When you carry your hand, you will see the red flame performance.

Mo Chen is again rushing out again, and the arm is also faint.

"It can be seen, this guy is also a magical power of cultivating, but why he makes this trick, but I don't understand?"

This is Mo Chen to see other people except for the first time.

The repair of the Aflagor, which is accompanied by a strong explosion with the fists, and the molta that is in practice of the magical power.

However, between him, he seems to feel that the performance of the red flames is a bit specific, it seems to have a secret connection with the Golden Devils.

Just under the strong attack of the red flame, Mo Chen has no way to concentrate on the spirit.

However, the red flavor obviously didn't wait for him to think about it, recruiting like thunder, style, style, and changing.