My Script is a Supporting Role

Toothing to Mo Chen Sens: "I still have a palm, I will be flat."

"But I also saved you, I will see if I want to give it to Zheng Qingshan."

There is some older in the watchman, but I recognize her identity.

"This is, Mrs. Qinglu, how many years did not return to the door."

"Mrs. Qing is ..."

"The elder of Yang Feng, I have been going out for some years, I didn't expect this time."

"Ah! It turns out that the girl is the daughter of Mrs. Qinglu."

"No wonder ..."

Mo Chen looked at the lady of Qinglu, but it was a bit.

What is this yet?

The voice of the bad old man sounded again, "Not bad, you have a good performance today!"

Mo Chen called the bad old man: "Zhong Xiaoyu's mother? This script did not write this person?"

The bad old man is not slow: "Cough, this is not important, your script is not too complete, mainly written about your part."

"There is a lot of relationship with you, you will play according to the main line."

It is a little quirky whirls who have been messy and mess.

"I actually stated the killing of Jin Dai, Mo Chen, this guy ..."

"It's a bit surprising, Jin Dao's heart has not been fully connected ... but this kind of little thing should not affect him."

After all, the big man is big, where it will be affected by this small variable.

The words that Mo Chen, Mo Chen, heard the bad head.

Is there a little relationship?

Looking at the eyes of the Qinglu, I can't wait to tear Mo Chen.

Also said that the relationship is not big?

After a slap, the blue volley did not care again, but he took the past.

"You are Lin Jin?"

Lin Jin received the sword, respectfully, respectfully, said: "The disciple is, I have seen the old dinner."

The eyes of Qinglu stayed in Lin Jin, a micromromatic out, pulling up the clock, said: "Let's go."

Zhong Xiaoyu followed behind the blueway.

For Lin Jinman: "Thank you!"

Lin Jin smiled and smiled, such as Long Yue Breeze.

"Some small things, girls don't have to hang."

"Ok!"

Zhong Xiaoyu low, it seems to be a bit shy.

Sprinkle, but it is still a lot of Mo Chen that is still sitting on the ground.

Mo Chen's neatness has been cut off, because it is rolling two laps on the ground, it is a mud, it looks like the gray face is extremely wolf.

After Mo Chen, Zhong Xiaoyu's footsteps were slightly marked, and his eyes quickly swept him.

"I thought ... You won't be such a person."

The sound is fine, but it is inexplicable with a silk.

Mo Chen didn't look up, and didn't look at the back of the bell.

What kind of person I am?

I am a paradise, corruption, good color, abdominal black, sinister, poisonous, and bloodthirsty.

My vicious, my sin, you haven't seen it yet.

One way, onlookers, the onlookers are also left for each other.

Just look at Mo Chen and Lin Jin's gaze, it has been different from the beginning.

"Lin Jin ... this kid, when it is like rumors, is it a general waste?"

"Do you brother ... huh, ..."

Lin Jin looked at Mo Chen in cold coldly and turned away.

Mo Chen patted the soil on the body, standing up.

Really tired.

Be tired.

Make a more tiredness.

On a small road of Yangfeng, a sack was covered with his head.

From the slightly opened slits from the sack, only a few embroidered forging shoes.

Mo Chen feels some bad.

"What do you want to do?"

How this sound is to listen to the taste of the intensity.

"He!" A girl was light.

The sound is clear, but it is with a blue.

Hey!

Mo Chennish eyes swollen into the ground, shouting against the bad old man: "What is this?"

The bad old man has a bad happiness.

"This is a female repair disciple to Yangfeng ... It seems that you are really angry."

Mo Chen angry: "Are you not writing a script?"

"Drama is not so added! Is the supporting angle?"

The bad old man is awkward: "I didn't say to you before? It is arranged for the life, the world can only set the ten seventh, if there will be 'variable' words?"

"But you don't have to worry, you are here, everything is in master."

Mo Chen: "... this is also your master?"

With a white stamped, Mo Chen is lost to his hut in the Lie Yangfeng, and simply cleans it.

Looking at a scar of the body, touch the brown block on your face, I feel that there is no block.

"Isn't I strong supporting?"

"The protagonist is just playing by me, then slowly rises slowly?"

The sound of the bad old man sounded, "Now there is no popular protagonist to be abused too long. Basically, there is a fence, I am also in the new routine."

Routine?

Dog fart!

Light looks at Lin Jin's last sword, complete murder, there is no room at all.

Can the protagonist can hide people?

What is the protagonist?

According to this routine, do you have to get the sky of the protagonist's brilliance?

No, the bad old man is reliable.

He will only stand on the side of the protagonist.

"The supporting role can not be so embarrassed!"

The protagonist wants to add a drama, I want to be a person, I want to hack people.

If you have no point to deal with the law, this world's opponent, I am afraid that it is light, and the missing arm is afraid of his main line.

Mo Chen began to think that this supporting life is not like imagined.

What's more, there is a tragic ending in the script of the people in the auditorium, and the championship of the protagonist is waiting for him!

Mo Dust is dark.

The strength must be enhanced.

The strength is king.

It is not easy for a lifetime, how can you sole?

In addition to entering the WTO, this big book lost him a pill, washing the marrow, and he didn't know how many grades were promoted directly.

But at other times, I only follow the class in the class in the class.