My script is a supporting role

After all, he had a good impression of several contacts with Mo Chen.

Last night, Mo Chen fought hard to kill the Night Saber and saved Luo Qier, which made him even more fond of Mo Chen.

As for Lin Jin, he doesn't have much contact with him, so it's hard to comment.

But there is one thing.

Between Mo Chen and Lin Jin, no matter what the quarrel is, no matter who is right or who is wrong, it should be resolved by the two of them face to face.

When they entered the mountain just now, the two had already met face to face, and it was obvious that neither of the two righteous masters expressed anything.

In this case, do you still need Hu Buwei to meddle?

"Junior Brother Hu! The sect sent us out, not to fight!" Xu Zhiming finally spoke.

"If Junior Brother Mo has a problem with Junior Brother Lin, they can solve it by themselves. If they can't solve it, they can report it to the elders of the sect. Why do you need to come forward?"

Hu Buwei replied: "Senior brother Xu is right, but I just can't understand how some people bully people everywhere because of their cultivation."

Luo Qier suddenly said: "Brother Hu has already realized the seventh level, Mo Chen only has the ninth level of entraining Qi, your level is so far behind, are you bullying others by relying on your cultivation?"

Hu Buwei froze for a moment, and argued forcefully: "How can I be confused with him?"

Luo Qier snorted, and asked again: "If you only have the Qi-Entraining Ninth Layer now, do you still dare to challenge Mo Chen?"

Hu Buwei clenched his fists, "Why don't you dare!"

Luo Qier said softly, "I don't think so!"

Hu Buwei said angrily: "As long as we have justice in our hearts, what does it have to do with the level of cultivation?"

Xu Zhiming said with a smile: "We are all from the same family, and there is no deep hatred. How can there be a need to go online to this level?"

Mo Chen was anxious and didn't want to engage in unnecessary verbal disputes here, so he said directly: "Hu Qi, no, Senior Brother Hu, don't need to say more, hurry up and do it, whoever falls is the loser, and if you lose, don't babble. OK, okay?"

Hu Buwei proudly said: "Then you'd better admit defeat earlier, if I beat you up, accidentally..."

Zheng!

Mo Chen didn't wait for him to finish, a golden chain popped out of his hand, instantly turned into the thickness of an arm, and flew straight towards Hu Buwei's face.

He really didn't have time to listen to this guy beeping.

Hu Buwei didn't expect Mo Chen to attack suddenly.

And obviously seeing that Mo Chen didn't have any weapons in his hands, where did this chain come from?

Fortunately, his reaction was also extremely fast, with a muffled snort, Wu Jin focused on his arm, and grabbed the chain directly.

This chain looks ordinary, but Hu Buwei is still very confident in his martial arts.

"Want to attack me? Hmph!"

As soon as the chain was in his hands, he felt a tingling pain.

Hu Buwei hastily let go, but saw countless spikes sprouting from the chain.

"How can this thing change?"

Moreover, his martial body was much stronger than that of ordinary practitioners, so he couldn't resist these sharp spikes.

Before he had any more thoughts, the chains were already wrapping around him like a python.

Hu Buwei used his whole body's martial strength to try to break free from the chain, but as soon as he moved, more spikes from the chain pierced into his body.

Hu Buwei felt pain all over his body, and it was difficult to struggle with all his strength. He could only watch helplessly as the chains bound him round and round.

"You cheat!"

"You are mean!"

Mo Chen didn't say a word, just punched him in the face.

Hu Buwei was hit dizzily at once, and then kicked in the chest by Mo Chen. Because his body was bound by chains and he couldn't move, he was kicked to the ground.

Mo Chen clapped his hands and said to Hu Buwei: "Okay, you lost!"

Hu Buwei yelled angrily on the ground: "If you want to fight me openly, what kind of skill is a sneak attack?"

Mo Chen knelt down, stared fiercely into Hu Buwei's eyes, and said, "With your current state, I can directly beat you to the point of paralysis."

"However, since we are from the same sect, I will definitely not strike so hard."

Hu Buwei said bitterly: "I forgive you for not daring to..."

Mo Chen slapped Hu Buwei's next words into his stomach.

"Listen to me, if you dare to say one more word in front of me, I'll take off your pants and tie a bang on your penis."

"Then hang you on the archway of the Zongmen, so that everyone who enters and leaves the Zongmen can see your naked appearance."

"Since you know my reputation, you should know that I am capable of doing any bad things."

Hu Buwei was overwhelmed by Mo Chen's aura, although he still stared angrily, he didn't dare to speak again.

If he was really stripped naked and hung up, and he had to tie a bang on it, it would be better to kill him.

But from Hu Buwei's point of view, Mo Chen is really capable of such a thing.

Now that he has lost his hand, and this guy is so shameless, he has no choice but to grit his teeth and keep silent, lest he be humiliated for nothing.

Mo Chen was satisfied with Hu Buwei's performance.

Sometimes, a bad reputation can have unintended consequences.

If Xu Zhiming had said what he said just now, basically no one would believe it.

Mo Chen shook his hand, quickly retracted the chain, and said to Xu Zhiming, "It's ok, let's go."

Chapter 82 The Old Man's Mistake

Xu Zhiming sacrificed the flying sword, and Mo Chen jumped up and sat on it.

Xu Zhiming looked at Hu Buwei who got up from the ground with Youzi's face full of displeasure, and couldn't bear to say: "Junior Brother Hu..."

Hu Buwei turned his head angrily and said, "You guys go, I can find my way there myself."

Xu Zhiming sighed softly, shook his head, and looked at Liu Deshui again.

Liu Deshui hurriedly said: "I'm still driving the red-feathered vulture, and I will follow you with Junior Brother Li Yuancheng."

Xu Zhiming knew that Liu Deshui was a disciple of the Beast Control Sect, so he didn't say much, got on the flying sword, and flew into the mountains.

After flying for a while, they arrived at the boundary of the second layer of the Fengshan formation, which is an open mountain forest area.

Getting off the flying sword, Mo Chen carefully felt the thump, thump, thump, vibration, and it turned out to be much closer.

"The script says that when the Qingxuan Sword is released, a vision will appear in the sky."

"The sky is still clear now, and there is no reaction. It seems that Lin Jin has not found the cave where the Qingxuan Sword is located."

Mo Chen relaxed his mind a little, gathered his spiritual consciousness, and moved his steps in the forest while feeling the direction of the vibration.

"It seems to be this side...well, listen again..."

Xu Zhiming felt that Mo Chen's behavior was a little strange, and asked, "Junior Brother Mo, did you find anything?"

Mo Chen nodded and said: "I feel that this area is a little weird, but I haven't found out the reason yet."

Feel?

Xu Zhiming couldn't help but look at Mo Chen more.

Murong Qingyue is also a person who relies on feeling, unexpectedly, Mo Chen is also like this.

I was right, geniuses are different from ordinary people.

Mo Chen listened to the vibration while walking, but he didn't see any caves after walking around.

"Strange, it should be this area from the sound, but there are no caves here at all."

Suddenly he heard some movement in front of him, and when he looked up, he saw Lin Jin appearing on the other side of the forest, staring straight at him.

"Haha, Lin Jin, what a coincidence."

At this time, next to the destiny roulette, the bad old man kept spinning in circles with a sad face, while another thin old man looked serious.

"The book of the gods was actually deciphered by that kid, what, what should we do?" The bad old man was anxious and angry.

The skinny old man looked at the Fate Roulette, then at the Eye of Heaven on the top, and said a little shyly, "Have you ever thought that this time, you may have chosen the wrong person."

The bad old man screamed: "Impossible! With the eyes of heaven, looking at the nine heavens and ten worlds, how could you choose the wrong person?"

The skinny old man said: "I'm not saying that it made a mistake in selecting people, but that from the very beginning, there may be something wrong with the selection conditions you put forward to the Eye of Heaven."

"There is a problem with the selection conditions?" The bad old man was stunned for a while, "The conditions I mentioned are..."

"To experience the entry of the seven gods of Haojitian into the world, to find different supporting role opponents, and to cooperate with the return of the seven gods to prove the way..."

There's nothing wrong with that.

These bigwigs joined the WTO because they wanted to have different opponents in order to reflect the meaning of joining the WTO.

The thin old man looked at the bad old man and said: "The problem is that the seven gods of Haojitian entered the world, but the demons in the eyes of the way of heaven did not choose demons, and monsters did not choose. They only chose a mortal to be their opponent. Is that so? Don't you think it's a bit weird?"

To say this, the bad old man was a little strange at first.

In particular, the Eye of Heaven also reminded that the book of the gods should also be handed over to Mo Chen, which had never happened in the heavens.

But after thinking about it, he thought it was because Mo Chen might have some other special aptitudes that he was selected by the Eye of Heaven.

In terms of strength, he hardly considered it.

After all, Mo Chen is just a mortal, no matter how he cultivates, it is impossible to surpass these big shots in the heavens.

In the setting he wrote for Mo Chen, he had already written the scene where Mo Chen was beaten by the protagonists.

A supporting role, isn't that what they do?

But now the development of the situation is unexpected, and then the skinny old man clicked, and the old man finally felt that things were not as simple as he thought.

"Are you saying that this Mo Chen can really compete with the seven gods with his own strength?"

"That's impossible, he's just a mortal!"

The skinny old man shook his head and said, "The Eye of Heaven chose him, and the Book of Gods recognizes him as the master. Such a person, no matter who he was before, is and will never be an ordinary person."

The old man's eyes twitched: "The book of the gods, recognize the master?"

The skinny old man said: "The restrictions you left on the Book of the Gods have all been broken, doesn't that explain the problem? You don't really believe that the Primordial Sky Lock was unlocked by him, do you?"

It would take 10 years for bigwigs in the heavens to crack the Primordial Sky Lock. How could it be possible for a mortal to unlock it in more than ten years?

The old man's eyes kept flickering, and gradually, cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

"But, no matter what, his identity is still just a supporting role!" The bad old man finally thought of the key point.

There is no doubt that Mo Chen's identity in the world is to serve as a supporting role for the big bosses.

So no matter what, the protagonists are still these celestial bosses.

The bosses will still bring their respective protagonist auras to complete the experience of this life.

Even if Mo Chen has some doubts now, what does it matter?

The skinny old man sighed and said: "Did you ignore the variable..."

The bad old man was stunned for a while, his expression turned gray and defeated.

That's right.

From the very beginning, variables kept breeding on Mo Chen.

There will be a point every time, and each point will generate a new variable.

So far, these variables have begun to make the plot gradually deviate from his original design.

If you continue to deviate like this...

No, no!

He couldn't watch the trip of the bigwigs turn into a joke.

He has to correct mistakes.