My script is a supporting role

The breath of the man in black became weaker and weaker, and finally, he finally disappeared.

Mo Chen sighed and shook his head slightly.

Life?

How many people can break free from the chain of "fate"?

He stretched out his hand and rummaged through the man in black, but as expected, there was nothing of value.

Standing up, Mo Chen said to Qinglong, "He's already dead, let's do it."

Qinglong immediately understood.

The room is not big, so it doesn't need to move its body, it only pokes its head over, and spits out a thick puff of smoke directly at the man in black on the ground, enveloping him completely inside.

Neither the maid nor the thin middle-aged man had seen this scene before, and they were immediately attracted by Qinglong's movements.

The smoke wrapped around the body of the man in black, wriggling slowly, gradually transforming into the shape of a leaf with veins and a long petiole running through it.

Gradually, the veins of each leaf gradually became brighter, and the petiole also lit up, and later, the whole leaf shone brightly, and the color changed from gray and white to light green, really looking like a big leaf.

With the continuous inhalation of vitality, the luster of the leaves became more and more intense, and the color became darker and darker, and finally turned into a green leaf.

"This person's cultivation is so-so..."

Qinglong is obviously not particularly satisfied with the absorption this time, compared to the last time, it is really much worse.

Even though he thought so, Qinglong still opened his mouth wide and swallowed the leaf in one gulp.

Something is better than nothing, not to mention that this was specially arranged by Mo Da.

The man in black on the ground has disappeared, leaving only a tattered black coat with blood stains.

Seeing this, the female servant obviously had fear in her eyes.

Is this what the boy called "absorption" earlier?

Sure enough, there was not even a bit of bone or slag left.

The middle-aged man also showed surprise.

It was beyond his expectation that this green dragon had such means.

This time, the Qingli Sect only sent a few disciples of the younger generation on the surface, not even an accompanying elder, just to attract some secretly coveted people.

But the middle-aged man did not expect that these young disciples were indeed young, and they were not bad at all after using various methods.

Mo Chen and Murong Qingyue were not soul cultivators, but after being hit by You Luo Yin Hun San, both of them woke up extremely quickly.

One captured the suspicious woman on the spot, and the other rushed out of the inn with a sword, directly finding the hidden dark toon.

The two also teamed up to chase and kill those men in black, and finally captured one of them alive.

There is also this blue dragon that came out of nowhere, which is also unexpected, and the method is also extremely special, which seems to be extraordinary.

All of this happened so unexpectedly that the backhands they arranged were useless for a while.

That's good too, it bought some more space for their follow-up arrangements.

"The Qingli School is indeed a hidden dragon and crouching tiger."

"It was indeed a wise choice to send Luo Qier to Qingli Sect."

The middle-aged man stood up and said to Mo Chen, "I'm leaving."

Pointing at the maid, she said, "I want to take her away."

Mo Chen clasped his arms in front of his chest, stared at the middle-aged man unkindly and said, "You come as soon as you say you come, and you go as soon as you say you want to go, and now you want to take one back?"

"Uncle, didn't you really go to the wrong door?"

The middle-aged man showed a rare smile, "I didn't go wrong, because I am Luo Qier's second uncle, Luo Zhengsheng."

Mo Chen opened his mouth wide.

Uncle! ?

Chapter 137 I can let you go, but there is a condition

This middle-aged man turned out to be Luo Qier's second uncle, Luo Zhengsheng?

Dare to love the "second uncle" he said earlier, is this what he meant? !

It's just Luo Qier's second uncle, why is he looking so sick?

Isn't the Luo family a family of cultivation?

Could it be a fake?

"You said you were her second uncle, right?"

Mo Chen didn't think about giving this "second uncle" a little face, "Anyway, she didn't wake up, how do I know if you're pretending?"

The middle-aged man thought for a while, then nodded and said, "There is some truth to what you say."

It's just that I still have something to do, and Luo Qier doesn't know when she will wake up, so she can't just sit here all the time.

"It's fine if you don't recognize my identity, but what are you going to do with this woman?" the middle-aged man asked.

Although the woman had already guessed her ending, she still flinched unconsciously.

In the current situation, everything is out of her control.

Mo Chen raised his chiseled face and smiled.

"Well, don't bother 'Second Uncle' to worry about it."

Luo Zhengsheng knew that Mo Dust didn't fully trust him, and he probably didn't quite trust his identity as the second uncle.

But with Mo Chen and the others showing their strength tonight, Luo Zhengsheng felt that even if this woman stayed, she wouldn't be too much of a threat.

"Okay then," Luo Zhengsheng took out a porcelain bottle from his body and put it on the table, "This is Huiyuan Pill, they will wake up later, and they should be more tired, eating this will allow them to recover as soon as possible .”

As if thinking that Mo Chen didn't trust him, Luo Zhengsheng smiled and took out a jasper pendant and put it on the table.

"If you are worried that this medicine is not safe, when Luo Qier wakes up, show her this."

Mo Chen glanced at it. This jasper pendant was about the size of a longan's eye, and the water color was extremely transparent. It was an excellent jade species at a glance.

The kind of jade is good, and the carving is also extremely exquisite.

There is a circle of green leaf flowers on the outside, and a blue bird is skillfully carved out of the jade on it, with a "Luo" character in the middle, which is very valuable at first glance.

"Okay!" Mo Chen replied simply.

Anyway, nothing to lose.

Even if this person is not, this piece of jade is quite valuable, it is considered free.

Luo Zhengsheng just smiled, didn't say anything more, and flitted out of the window lightly.

Mo Dust didn't have much hostility towards this person.

Regardless of whether he was the real Luo Zhengsheng or not, at least he came here, sat and talked from the beginning to the end, and did not make any threatening moves.

Now the rest is for this woman to deal with.

Mo Chen said to Murong Qingyue: "You are also tired tonight, go back and rest earlier, this woman will be handed over to me."

Murong Qingyue thought about it for a while, things were almost done tonight, and nothing else should happen later, so she nodded in agreement.

Mo Chen handed the porcelain vase and pendant to Qinglong, and said, "If Luo Qier wakes up, ask her to confirm this Huiyuan Pill and this jade pendant to see if it belongs to their Luo family."

After finishing the arrangement, he pointed to the woman and said, "You, come to my room."

Qinglong rolled his eyes and couldn't help admiring, "Da Da is also a romantic man."

"And the taste is also unusual."

The woman's appearance is very ordinary, and her figure is not particularly outstanding.

Whether it's Luo Qier or Murong Qingyue, their appearance and posture are much stronger than that woman's.

Mo Chen actually left the two beauties without questioning, and directly brought the woman into the room.

I admire you.

It is very convenient to go from Luo Qier's room to Mo Chen's room now.

Because Mo Chen had hit a big hole in the wall.

Back here, Mo Chen walked to the table and sat down, poured himself a glass of water, thought for a while, and poured a glass for the woman as well.

"What's your name?" Mo Chen asked.

The woman whispered back: "Qiu Yu."

autumn rain?

Sounds like some old man who likes to code.

However, the name may not be true.

Fortunately, none of this was important to Mo Chen.

"Okay, Qiu Yu, I'll ask you a few questions, which have nothing to do with your mission this time, nor will it involve your master."

"If your answer comes up, then I'll let you go, what do you think?"

After seeing Qinglong's unbelievable absorption, Qiu Yu had almost completely given up the idea of ​​struggling, and when she heard Mo Chen's words, she was so shocked that she couldn't believe it.

"Young master, you, you really want to let me go?"

If it really doesn't involve secrecy, it should still be possible to answer a few questions.

Mo Chen snorted and said, "Yes, of course there are conditions."

Looking at Qiu Yu, he said, "If I'm not mistaken, you should be a soul cultivator, right?"

"Yes."

Mo Chen leaned back a little, and said to Qiu Yu, "Then how about you teach me the soul formula you practiced?"

"This deal should be a good deal, right?"

"It doesn't reveal your secrets, and it can save your life."

Qiu Yu showed surprise.

This young man is obviously not weak in cultivation, but why did he suddenly want to learn soul art from her?

The practice of Soul Jue is very demanding, and it is definitely not something that can be completed quickly in three to five days or two or three months.

What's more, even if he wants to practice soul art, the Qingli Sect will not be unable to find a soul art.

"Young master, can you tell me why you suddenly want to learn the soul art from me?" Qiu Yu couldn't help asking.

Mo Chen turned his face cold, and said, "You never answered any of the questions I asked you from the beginning to the end, but now you actually ask me the other way around. Do you think too highly of yourself?"

"I've already set out the conditions. Whether you accept it or not, I only give you this cup of tea time to think about it."

After speaking, Mo Chen filled the teacup in front of him.

Qiu Yu's heart was a little wider, and she could still think about it during a cup of tea.

Unexpectedly, the young man directly picked up the cup of tea, drank it in one gulp, and then said to her with the empty teacup:

"Time is up."

"I accept!!!"

Qiu Yu blurted out.

The soul art I practiced is not a very high-level skill, even if it is passed on to this young man, it will not have much influence.

But it would be really stupid to lose the only chance at the moment because of this.

Regardless of whether what the young man said is true or not, now she can only gamble.

Mo Chen nodded and said, "Okay! Let's start."

Mo Chen's motivation for practicing Soul Art is very simple.

Because in the imaginary world, he saw that huge white light group and an extremely wide space again.