But soon, Master Duanmu said that it was impossible. He was the first person of the nine -level inscription, the first person of the Master of the Wulan Barrier! Who can compare with him?
His Royal Highness is a man. In the eyes of men, women are like clothes. Only immortal skills are the most important.
Therefore, Master Duanmu disdains Feng Wu and feels that he is the best.
At this moment, Feng Wu has turned around, and she stared at Master Duanmu: "This flight fighter design draft is really good. It has been drawn for a small and a half, but there is still?"
Master Duanmu sneered arrogantly, a gesture of disdain to talk to Feng Wu.
His Royal Highness was angry again.
But thinking of the agreement with Feng Wu, he frowned and stared at Master Duanmu: "Talk!"
Master Duanmu only felt that his heart was shocked, and His Royal Highness seemed a little unhappy?
Master Duanmu said busy: "The design draft of this flight fighter has been drawn for one and a half. This is the results of the old man's hard work over the years, and then ... there is no more."
Jun Linyuan frowned: "No more?"
Master Duanmu: "No ... but the old man dares to guarantee that without a year, half of the latter design, the old man will definitely give your His Royal Highness."
His Royal Highness was deep, and a coldness appeared.
Master Duanmu noticed that he was chilling in Jun Linyuan's eyes. He snored and said, "No need for a year, half a year, only half a year, the old man must give you!"
Jun Linyuan didn't speak, but still sneered.
Master Duanmu smiled bitterly: "His Royal Highness, half a year is really tight, you can't advance it anymore."
His Royal Highness pulled up slightly, looked up at Feng Wu: "What do you think?"
Feng Wu: "I don't need half a year, and now I can write the remaining inscription sequences."
Master Duanmu's mouth was pumped. I have seen the bragging, but I have never seen such bragging. This girl follows His Royal Highness. What extent is it now?
More than Master Duanmu?
The rest of the people present at this moment also looked at Feng Wu with a shocking look.
How can a bragging be blown like this? If Master Duanmu lets you draw it immediately, you can really draw it?
really!
Master Duanmu's next sentence is sneer.
"The words of the phoenix ... how can I not hear it?"
Master Duanmu: "Can the old man understand it, the girl Feng Dance thinks this design ..."
Feng Wu: "Yes, this design is for Master Wang, but the result does not know what method you have made, stealing the design from Master Wang, and now dedicated to His Royal Highness."
Although Feng Wu has always been like this before, it has not explicitly said, so Master Duanmu can still live on his face.
But now Feng Wu almost refers to the curse of Master Duanmu. How could Master Duanmu tolerate it?
Master Duanmu laughed, with disdain and sorrow on his face!
"What do you mean, the design draft of the old man to the temple of Jun, are you painted?"
Feng Wu watched Master Duanmu silently: "I have been talking about it for a long time, and dare to love your old man now to understand?"
Master Duanmu laughed.
Not only did he laugh, the people on his side, whether it was Elder Wu or Elder Yin, laughed.
"I haven't heard of this funny joke again. Girl Fengwu, are you really ... don't you make trouble so unreasonable?" Elder Wu helplessly looked at Feng Wu.