My Script is a Supporting Role

Otherwise, the gray line under the Dust Star will not come out.

But in any case, he must not let Mo Chen have the greatest variable on the entire day.

"What you said is just a number of useless words, I can't make you influenced to the gap."

The Mo Du Lingtai sounded a thunderous bell.

Chapter 51

This bell burned directly in his Lingtai, stirred a strong fluctuation, and shocking Mo Cheng's strong stabbing.

"Ah!" Mo Chen did not prepare for this, smashing a few desirable brains, sitting on the ground.

"This is ... Is it a ghost?"

Without waiting for Mo Chen, he suddenly found out that his head seems to be separated from the body.

His consciousness is still his own, but the whole body seems to have become another person's body.

Hands and feet suddenly became unismposes, and there was no way to turn the neck.

"I am ..."

The voice of the bad old man sounded in his mind, no emotional color.

"Mo Chen, this book is not just to provide you with the script, provide resources, I can also control you through it."

The words of the bad old man bring Sensen chill.

"So you better collect your useless words, do your business."

Mo Chen has thought of the bad old man will have a backhand.

But I didn't expect that this rear hand is actually in this book.

No wonder, no matter how hard, there is no way to move this book.

When I gave this book to him when I gave this book, I had left a means.

And now, his entire consciousness has been separated from the body.

I can only look at myself from the ground, and I will go forward.

Some of the same door next to it asked: "Do you have a brother, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Chen "see" I sway my hands in the same door, then lifted the feet, then gave myself a slap.

"Snapped!"

This, the ear is heavy, and the same door is shocked.

"Do you have a brother, what are you doing?"

Although Mo Chen can't control his body, there is still a feeling of body.

The face is hot and hurt.

This dead old man.

"This time, just a small punishment," The voice of the bad old man rang again, "Next time, it is not so easy."

Mo Chen did not speak, but secretly began to enhance self-consciousness.

My body can't let others control.

Feeling the consciousness of Mo Chen, the bad old man made a disdain: "Don't make a struggle, the book of the gods, not you can control."

This sentence of the bad old man was originally wanted to disperse Mo Chen's thoughts, but did not expect it. It is this sentence that makes Mo Chen's confidence.

If so, there is not necessarily no one line.

The book of the gods, has always become his boost from the institution that is broken by him.

Unstope the seal, interpret the skills, interpret the voyage.

If this book doesn't help him, there is nothing to help him.

He believes that this time, the book of the gods will not let him down.

Mo Chen's consciousness constantly enlarges, and roar in my mind.

"I am absolutely uncomfortable, any person's control!"

The bad old man does not believe it, "I have already told you, you can't ..."

At this time, in the book of the gods, the name of Mo Chen was played, and the blue vortex on the Lingling Tower suddenly accelerated.

The bad old man suddenly found out that his control is to weaken at a point.

"how can that be?"

Mo Chen's consciousness is still zoomed, he suddenly felt strong fluctuations from the book of the gods, this wave of fluctuations, like a wavy, gradually integrates with him.

The waves of the book of the gods flocked, and Mo Chen immediately felt that it was injected into a sharp new force, increasing, and enhanced.

The vortex on the Lingling Tower is getting faster and faster, getting more and more rapid.

On the book of the gods, Mo Cheng's name is also getting brighter and getting more and more.

This light has illuminated the book of this whole god.

"."

On the book of the gods, a slightly unbeatable fragmentation sound.

Finger, move.

The wrist, moved it.

Then, the whole arm, shoulders, neck, body, legs, feet ...

Mo Chen is hard to move the limbs, like a rusty puppet.

Although it is difficult, but this is a body, it has gradually returned to his control.

I don't know what the situation is in the same way, watching his weird manuscript, I don't know what to say.

Mo Chen smiled slightly in the same door.

Because the body is still in the saw stop with the ruin of the old man, this smile is done.

That door glanced at Mo Chen, and the corner was sloppy, and he only felt a burst of hair in his heart.

"Mr. Mo, are you dissatisfied with me?"

"No."

Mo Chen's mouth is even bigger, even the nose is twitching.

"I just want to ask, how many goat milk are you ready?"

The same door only felt that there was a rest of the rest, hurriedly said: "Don't say anything, give me three people!"

"Okay, I wish you a lot of money."

That door has rushed his hand: "Thank you Thank you."

Then, it is very difficult to say to Mo Dust: "Mo Shi, you, can you laugh?"

Mo Cheng waved hard and walked over to another brother, grinning.

"Teacher ..."

The brother has booked ten copies.

This is Mo Chen with a smile filled with "charm", quickly expand its sales, but the bad old man is extremely angry.

Can Mo Chen actually broke away from his heart?

How did he do that?

Unless he can crack the Hongmeng Skylock on the Book of God.

but……

This is completely impossible.

The bad old man continues to enhance the love of the book of the public, trying to control the body of Mo Chen.

In fact, this time, can you control Mo Chen, not what he truly cares.

Whether the book of the gods has changed, it is his most worried.

"Mo Chen can't solve Hongmondian lock ..."

"He can't be able to become the book of the book of the gods ..."

The bad old man continues to deliver the knowledge to the book of the gods, but it has never been able to reschedule Mo Cheng's heart.

On the contrary, Mo Cheng's consciousness is more and more strong.

"impossible……"

The bad old man is getting more and more heartless, more impatient, frowned, suddenly sent.