My Script is a Supporting Role

The green wood bite the teeth, the chest pain, the right hand is on the ground, the body is stunned, the body is like a gyro, and the cyan magic flame is sprayed from his body from his body.

The red flames are angry, and they have smashed the magic flames in front of it, but he is newly broken, and now it is so powerful, and it is about blood.

"Red Flag!"

The green wood is bish, and he said: "It is not my criterion!"

Where is Kenxin letter?

Angry: "Here are three people, the kid only has a hang, can't he hurt me?"

"Who can I still have you?"

Greenmake doesn't know what is going on, and urgently explains: "If I have an heart, I will escape with the Devil Ding, why bother to play with you?"

Chifeng said: "How do I know?"

I suddenly said: "I know! You must be worried that I am chasing after running, you may not be able to return to the magic domain."

"So if you want to give treasure, secretly attack!"

During the speech, the Red Flag is a swing.

Greenmake has also been shot out, angry: "Baxi, I help you on the top, the Devil God is in front of my eyes, I haven't started, do you actually do this?"

Aflagian anti-lip-sideline: "That is that you are not benevolent, don't blame me!"

The more he said, the more fierce, the hand is getting stronger and stronger, and it has been played everywhere to be a big pit, and once again destroyed.

The red flame is originally stronger than the green wood, but his right hand is cut, between the anger, and there is no bloody blood, and the blood loss is very rapid in this high-strength confrontation.

In such a state, the red flames are strongly robbed, but they have not quickly taken the green wood, but because there are too many bleeding, it becomes a virtual float.

Greenmake is not well watched.

Just now, the red flames suddenly hit, and they directly interrupted the two ribs. Nowadays, there is now the injury, and it is uncomfortable.

But there is always a problem in his brain.

"The fingers of the red flag are cut off?"

It's just that the red flame is now rushed away, and the recruit is not in love. It has been set to set the green wood.

It is impossible to think about the problem with him.

Qingmu has doubts in his heart, and can only be placed on one side, and the spirit will first deal with the red flame.

Dozens of rounds, no one can not have each other, but add new injuries.

The red flag is already fractured, and the left leg of the green wood is also hired, and the action is more difficult.

Feeling that your strength decline with the loss of blood, the red flames hate.

"Qingmu, today is not you die, that is, I die!"

The green wood is dragging the left leg, the green whispering of the forehead is angry. "How many times I want to say, not I do!"

"If you are alone, I will accompany the end!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The two are once again fighting.

" !"

" !"

Huangsha is the sky, the flying sand peers, the ground is getting more and more, and it is getting bigger and bigger.

"flutter!"

A fresh blood is sprayed in the red flaming mouth, shakes two, and finally sit down.

"!"

The body of the green wood is heavy, and a smoke is splashed.

The two finally stopped, with the blood of the blood, and there was no gasping.

On the other hand, the whole body is the moon, but exposes a strange smile, slowly break up the upper body, reach out, a golden mosquito flies to the demon god of the ground, bring it back to Mo Chen's hand .

I found that Damu's interest, the blood stains in the exit, anger: "Kid, put something to me!"

Under Mo Chen, I felt that the bones of the broken bones came to the pain, and I took a deep breath. "I think, this thing is not suitable, or I keep it better."

The red flag laughed: "Don't think I don't know if you are injured, you can't stand up now!"

Mo Chen sighed a little: "You are not wrong, I really can't stand up."

"Now the Devil is in my hand, who is you dare to come?"

The red flames attacked the eyes, Sen Dao: "Qingmu, your legs have been interrupted, even if you get the Devil God, you can't run."

"You still die,!"

Strive to hold up the body, and the fallen footsteps are swaying to Mo Chen.

"Kid, this world, only the strongest person, is qualified to get the trophy."

Mo Chen is sitting on the ground, full of earth, face on the face because of sweat and blood stains, but also a black piece, it looks not comparative.

The red flame is staring at Mo Chen's eyes, bent down, reach out to the demon god of Mo Chen.

Mo Chen has no response.

The fingers of the red flame hold the magic lord, and force it hard, but unexpectedly did not pull it.

"You still want to dying, struggle ..."

Suddenly, the red flames saw that the right hand of Mo Chen looked lively, and the index finger forwarded, from left and right, a horizontal line was drawn in the air.

This is full of weird actions, let the red flames have a warmest, and they are eager to retreat.

"You want to do it ..."

The words of the red flame are suddenly cut off.

Because of his throat, suddenly there was a fine wound.

Although this wound is very fine, it is very deep.

Cutled his throat and cut his carotid artery, even cut to his cervile.

The eyes of the red flame suddenly enlarges, and it is not credible.

How can it be?

What is this trick?

However, his throat only issued a scream, mixed with the blood of the flow, blessing.

The hands of the red flames tightly cover his neck, trying to stop the loss of blood, but the wound that appears in the sky has cut off all his life.

" !"

Baxia will never stand, fall in the ground, and the hands are still in the neck, but only the bulky eyes, gradually gorgeous.

Mo Chen looked at him and slowly said: "You are wrong, there must be live to the end, there is qualified to take the stripes."

This sudden change, let the green wood on the side are shocked.

Looking at the red flavor, the green wood suddenly understood, "his finger is cut off!"

Mo Chen smashed his breath, and it seems that it has just been a simple movement that has taken a lot of spirit.

"Oh, no mistake!"

"I cut it!"

"If this is not the case, how can you fight two defeat?"

Mo Chen is still sitting in place, showing a smile on his face.

Baxia said that there is no mistake, the injury he suffered too much ago, it is nowhere to stand up.

However, he has just been with just now!

Green wood looks at the red flames on the ground, and look at Mo Chen, facing the color of the face.

But he sat there, slightly laughed, and there was no threat to the whole body.

However, such a smile falls in the eyes of the green wood, but feels strange.

"You ... what did you do?"

Mo Chen smiled more moving more, "You come over, I will tell you."

The green wood dragged the legs and stood up hard, but he retired one step.

The Devil God is in front of you.

The bodies of the bareflakes are also placed in front of it, and the eyes that are dead cannot be brought out, and they look out.

Even if you fight, the status of the redia is obviously better than him.