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"The most important thing is not the level of the inscription, but the drawing of this inscription has almost reached perfection."

Cheng Zonghao looked at the inscription in his hand, and it was difficult to conceal the color of his eyes.

“Perfect degree?”

Wu Wenfeng looked at Cheng Zonghao puzzledly and didn't quite understand what it meant.

He also has some understanding of the inscriptions, but he never heard people talk about this in the weekdays.

Cheng Zonghao nodded slightly. "Good, it is the perfect degree.

You are not an inscription, so you may not know much about this.

In fact, there will still be a certain gap between the same level of inscriptions. The more rounded and perfect the inscriptions are, the more the effect of the inscriptions can be maximized, and the smoother the working force is.

However, we have always been able to achieve perfection to the greatest extent possible, but it has never been seen before.

However, this inscription can actually do this! ”

Cheng Zonghao’s eyes sparkled with bright light, and it was a bit of crazy heat. “As far as I know, such inscriptions can be done hundreds of years ago.

But after that, this method has gradually disappeared. Until now, although we tried our best to do this, we have never been able to do it.

Wu Guanshi, where did you come from this inscription?

I believe that the inscription must be a foreman. If I can find him, I have a lot of questions to ask him. ”

Wu Wenfeng looked at Cheng Zonghao's excited and eager appearance, and the whole person had a worry.

God...

What did he hear?

Then the young Baili red makeup actually draws the inscriptions that even Cheng Zonghao can't draw?

This feeling, with some inexplicable stunned by the stone, he only felt that his brain could not react at once.

After Cheng Zonghao finished speaking, he looked at Wu Wenfeng, but found that Wu Wenfeng was a stunned look, and he did not seem to hear what he was saying.

"Wu management?" Cheng Zonghao could not help but remind him.

Wu Wenfeng heard that this was only a return to the gods, and there were countless kinds of ideas flashing in his mind. From the expression of Cheng Zonghao, he could see how persistent he was.

If Cheng Zonghao knows that the inscription is drawn by the red makeup, he can almost know that he will find ways to dig up the red makeup.

No!

This is absolutely not good!

He also knows the character of Cheng Zonghao very well. If Bailihong makeup follows Cheng Zonghao, even if the people of Dijia come to trouble, it will certainly be of no use.

Just like this, they will lose a big talent in the flame door!

Such a young inscription, who is comparable to Cheng Zonghao, is the potential for endless!

"Master Cheng, this inscription is my unexpected income, I don't know who the owner is." Wu Wenfeng said.

Hearing that Cheng Zonghao looked at Wu Wenfeng's words is full of doubts.

He is not a stupid person. From the attitude of Wu Wenfeng just now, he can see that there is a clue, otherwise he will not ponder for so long.

Rao was a shocked judgment in his heart. Cheng Zonghao did not debunk this way. Instead, he smiled and said: "Occasionally? I don't know where I got it from?"

According to his judgment, I am afraid that Wu Wenfeng knows exactly where this person is, but he is not willing to tell himself.