Whether it is from the shape and color, or meticulous to each inscription text ... All are exactly the same.
Master Duanmu watched!
He looked up, and the shade's eyes stared at Feng Wu!
Feng Wu looked at him with a sneer: "Master Duanmu, do you recognize what is this? If you don't know, I can get a science with you."
"This is an inscription propeller dismantled from the first generation of flight fighters in Dongsang State. In this regard, Marshal, His Royal Highness, Dean Xu, and even the elders of Dongfang can prove it."
Master Duanmu's face became very ugly.
Feng Wu pointed at the inscription propeller in Master Duanmu's hand: "Everyone can go up and compare, see the inscription propeller in the hands of Master Duanmu, is it completely consistent with the inscription spiral I took out!"
When Feng Wu said, everyone's face was suddenly bad.
At the moment, Master Duanmu said that the inscription propeller was portrayed by him one by one. Everyone still believed it, but now ...
Almost everyone was here to watch.
Master Duanmu subconsciously hugs the inscription propeller in his arms and does not show it.
But Elder Dongfang had dragged him over and tied up with a rope. This is the order of His Royal Highness.
Elder Wu's eyes were stunned: "... It's really ... still ..."
Master Wang is very polite to speak.
"It is exactly the same, completely consistent!" Master Wang was surprised to look at Feng Wu, "Phoenix dancers have the inscription propeller of Dongsang Kingdom in the hands?
Feng Wu smiled lightly: "Master Wang doesn't have to worry, the other party can't start."
Master Wang: "Why?"
Feng Wu smiled faintly: "Are you because of the inscription propellers in the hands of Master Duanmu, so you think he made it by himself?"
Everyone nodded together, it was true.
Feng Wu glanced at Master Duanmu: "To this day, Master Duanmu, are you still going to tell the truth?"
To this day, Master Duanmu hangs his head low, but he doesn't say a word.
Feng Wu stared at him: "If I say this, Master Duanmu, you are the first to be criminal."
Master Duanmu looked up at Feng Wu, gritted his teeth: "I am the master of the nine -level inscription! Even if I lie, I am still the master of the 9th inscription!"
Feng Wu looked at him with a smile.
Master Duanmu stood up sharply, his eyes looked at everyone, and finally he walked in front of Jun Linyuan, kneeling on one knee, and Hao Zhengdao: "His Royal Highness, the old man has something to say!"
Jun Linyuan glanced at him lightly and didn't speak.
Master Duanmu gritted his teeth: "Your little maid said yes! The design of the design is indeed from Master Wang's income, not the old man hand -painted!"
Well!
For a while, everyone's sight fell on Master Duanmu.
He admits it?
The master of the nine -level inscription, he even admitted that he bought the design drawing of the people to steal his younger brother?
Master Wang stared at Master Duanmu: "When I sleep, who is the person who steals the flight fighters from my arms?!!"
Master Duanmu didn't want to say.
If he confesses that person, who will do things for him in the future?
But Master Wang rushed up, grabbed Master Duanmu's collar, and asked angrily: "Who is it?!!"
Feng Wu smiled and looked at Master Duanmu.
Master Duanmu came into contact with Feng Wu's gaze, and then looked at His Royal Highness, he hurt his heart.