My script is a supporting role

Chapter 55 People like this should be recruited

Seeing Mo Chen's radiant face and green eyes, Liu Deshui nodded in satisfaction.

This is what a normal man should look like when he sees Murong Qingyue.

Patting Mo Chen on the shoulder, Liu Deshui said sincerely: "It's normal for Junior Brother Mo to have such thoughts, but there are so many wolves and so little meat, the competition is really fierce."

He lowered his voice and said softly: "Not to mention the young men of marriageable age staring at her from all over the Qingli sect, even a few uncles who are waiting for the continuation are all thinking about her."

"what?"

Mo Chen gritted his teeth with hatred on his face: "Beast!"

This sentence immediately resonated with many people around.

"Really, I still want to eat tender grass after a lot of age."

"That's right, you say which senior brother is so handsome that he embraces a beauty, then we have nothing to say, those old men are still joining in the fun, that's a bit too much."

As a matter of fact, the ages of those uncles that Liu Deshui spoke of were not so old as the bad old man.

Moreover, the lifespan of practitioners is much longer than that of ordinary people, and their aging is also slower. In fact, there are not a few Taoist couples who are dozens of years apart.

But Murong Qingyue is too good after all, and she is still in her youth, the competition between her peers is already bloody, so if the masters and uncles meddle again, it will certainly arouse the anger of all the people.

When, when, when.

The bell of the awakening god bell resounded in the wind and thunder hall.

Zhao Fengjie had finished reading the list of groups, rang the wake-up bell a few times, cleared his throat, and said to everyone: "Now the groups have been divided, basically five people are in groups, and five groups form a team. Now you can go on your own." let's go."

In the end, he repeatedly told them that they must never act without authorization, let alone cross the second layer of the closed mountain formation and go deep inside.

"Let's go!"

Xu Zhiming said to Mo Chen and the others: "Everyone go back and tidy up, and gather in front of the sect later."

On the way back to Lieyang Peak, Mo Chen was still thinking about the amazingly talented Murong Qingyue.

However, he was not obsessed with the matter of the Taoist couple, he was thinking about another aspect.

"A person like Murong Qingyue, even if he can't prove the Tao and become a god in the future, he will definitely be a strong man who will rule the world."

"Should I win her over and let her be my right-hand man?"

In the past, Mo Chen didn't know how to think about these things. He always thought that the role of a supporting role was just to act casually and fool around.

But later he realized that this play, after all, is to bear the fate of a lifetime to write.

The pain of blood and fire must be endured one by one.

Those life-and-death contests are, after all, to be fought one by one.

To rewrite the bad old man's script, he has not done enough.

There are only two big bosses coming out now, and there will be big bosses coming out one by one in the future.

It is conceivable that the further you go, the more difficult the difficulties you will face.

"A person is still too thin after all, no matter what you have to find yourself a few companions."

The original three attendants, Wang Yue, Zhang Tianming, and Fang Zhuo, have turned against each other, and the current Mo Chen is no different from the lonely family.

However, the qualifications of Wang Yue and the three of them are too ordinary, and the three of them combined can't match Mo Chen's hand now.

In the battle with the boss, it is actually of no help.

But Murong Qingyue is different.

They are about the same age, but their cultivation is already so high.

Great potential.

Worth interacting with.

Of course, if the relationship between the two parties is sublimated, it is not impossible to become a Taoist couple.

Thinking like this, he arrived at the foot of Lieyang Peak with light steps.

But I saw a large group of people gathered in front of me, looking at us expectantly.

"Hey, did something happen to my Lieyang Peak?"

Mo Chen walked over with doubts, and the large group of people immediately surrounded him excitedly when they saw him.

"Junior brother Mo, can you squeeze some of your goat milk for me now?"

Mo Chen opened his mouth wide, speechless.

in such a hurry?

Don't you blush when you do this kind of thing in broad daylight?

"This will enter Tongluo Mountain soon. If you can try some, you can test the effect."

The faces of the senior brothers were glowing red.

Mo Chen couldn't help laughing.

It turned out to be the case.

How hungry are these brothers!

Forget it, what do you like.

"I still have to go back and pack up my things. You pay the money and squeeze yourself."

When the brothers heard that they wanted to do it themselves, they couldn't help showing a bit of embarrassment.

"Junior Brother Mo, look, we're going to do it ourselves, and the technique is not professional."

Mo Chen snorted secretly.

You guys are obviously not married, and you must have met the fifth girl every day. How dare you say that your methods are unprofessional?

But if so many people act indiscriminately and destroy the sheep, it will be too tragic.

Mo Chen warned: "When you do it, be gentle, don't hurt the sheep."

The other side immediately replied: "Understood, no, no!"

Along the way, they soon arrived at Mo Chen's small courtyard.

However, in his small yard, all the dozen or so big goats were missing.

But there are two cows wandering slowly inside.

"Junior Brother Mo, aren't you a sheep here? How did you become a cow?"

Mo Chen was also surprised. When he came out, the dozen or so big goats were still there!

Why did the goat turn into a cow in just half a day?

At this moment, Zheng Qingshan came out of Mo Chen's room, followed by a few handymen.

While coming out, Zheng Qingshan also ordered something to them.

"Uncle, why are you here?"

Mo Chen opened his mouth and asked.

Zheng Qingshan looked up and immediately showed an unnatural expression on his face.

"I, didn't I bring you two cows?"

"And you made it dirty and smelly here before, I specially called a few people to clean it for you."

Mo Chen's eyes swept over those handymen, and he vaguely guessed something.

Zheng Qingshan's expression when he left yesterday, he naturally wanted to go in the wrong direction.

Presumably, while he was away, he came over and made some arrangements so that he would not continue to toss about those sheep.

He wasn't in Fenglei Hall today, so he didn't know anything about Fenglei Hall.

So I don't know that these goats have become living treasures among the disciples of many sects.

Mo Chen patted his forehead lightly, "Uncle, what about my sheep?"

Zheng Qingshan patted the seemingly absent dust on his body, resolved the embarrassment that flashed across his face, and said slowly: "The breed of your sheep is not very good, and they are small and small, so I have someone take them to kill them directly. Lost."

"I'll send you back how much mutton I have back."

As soon as these words came out, before Mo Chen said anything, a group of disciples beside him uttered mournful wailing.

"What? Killed!?"

How many hopes and dreams do these sheep carry?

Unexpectedly, just so lightly, skillfully, hastily, and killed it?

"Do you know how precious and important these sheep are?"

There are already disciples who don't care about the seniority of the sect, and shouted at Zheng Qingshan with grief.

Zheng Qingshan didn't know what happened, he looked at a group of sect disciples gathered around the yard like a concubine, flicked his sleeves, and shouted: "What are you doing? It's just a few sheep, and it's so disrespectful."

Approaching Mo Chen, he asked in a low voice, "What's going on? Tell me clearly."

Chapter 56 Superb Mutton Auction

Looking at the appearance of those senior brothers, Mo Chen almost laughed internally, but at this time he had to hold back, pretending to be heartbroken, and said to Zheng Qingshan: "Uncle, those sheep, but my nephew's cultivation level Guaranteed improvement."

Zheng Qingshan looked puzzled, "What are you talking about?"

A disciple next to him pointed at Mo Chen and said in a loud voice: "Today, Junior Brother Mo shocked the audience with his incredible physical strength and his ability to overcome the martial arts at the level of enlightenment."

"Junior brother Mo said that he was able to become like this because he drank the milk of those goats."

"That's why we came here because we wanted to buy some goat milk from Junior Brother Mo in order to improve our cultivation."

The more Zheng Qingshan listened, the more suspicious he became, and the more he listened, the more mysterious he became.

Mo Chen is a martial artist who conquers the realm of enlightenment?

He became like this because he ate those goats, "goat's milk"?

Wait a minute, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?

But seeing this large group of people being so determined, Zheng Qingshan faintly felt that the person who made the mistake was probably himself.

"Broken, broken!"

Zheng Qingshan's face changed suddenly, after thinking for a while, a cyan magic weapon flashed in front of him, and the person had already jumped up, and disappeared in a flash.

In just a moment, Zheng Qingshan came back with a pale face.

"Those sheep...not a single one left, all of them have been killed."

Beside the courtyard wall, the group of brothers and sisters wailed.

"Uncle, elder, why are you so confused at first?"

"This is related to the future of our Qingli Sect, how can we kill it casually?"

"My cultivation base, my realm..."

Mo Chen buried his head and shrank to the side, not to let others see his smile that was almost unbearable.

I originally planned to take this opportunity to make a fortune, but I didn't expect such a result.

Although it's not kind to let these fellow students eat something, it's not harmful to them anyway.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Qingshan was so painstaking, he really couldn't bear to see him go further and further down the wrong path, so he directly came to the bottom of the pot.

For Mo Chen, if he smoked, he smoked, and it was nothing more than making a little less money.

For these brothers and sisters, they lost an excellent opportunity to improve their strength.

In the Fenglei Hall, Mo Cheng's performance was amazing!