"One...... Geezer! ”

"Old man?!"

Dingxi and Dingdong glanced at each other, with doubts in their eyes.

"What kind of old man?!"

Ling Luoyu frowned, as if she was trying to remember: "Uh...... He doesn't look too old, just sixty or seventy years old...... Wear a gray robe, which looks quite old, not very valuable......"

The Dingxi brothers glanced at each other again, and both shook their heads slightly without moving.

"Don't say it's useless! To be specific, what does this old man look like? Dingdong scolded angrily.

"Concrete? Isn't it just the same as us......" Ling Luoyu looked innocent: "It's all two eyes, one nose, and one mouth......"

Everyone: "......"

Isn't this nonsense!?

It's a person who looks like this!

If you don't look like this, you're not human?!

Ding Dong suddenly scolded: "Hades, you give me an honest and serious life!" What the hell does he look like?! ”

Ling Luoyu took a breath as if he had a toothache, and looked sideways with great impatience.

"I said that you are a special uncle, and you can't be unreasonable?! Doesn't this old man all look the same?! It's all ugly anyway, so it can't be said to be like a flower, right!? What do you want me to say!? ”

"You still dare to choke with me?!" Dingdong has a fire hat, and he really wants to go up and slap her twice to relieve his hatred!

Dingxi suddenly coughed, and his eyes were slightly sharp: "Dingdong, didn't I tell you?" I'll take care of that! Retire! ”

Dingdong finally shut up, stepped back quickly, and remained silent.

Ling Luoyu smiled sneeringly: "That's right, being a man is to be so low-key, especially when asking for someone, the attitude must be low and low!" ”

She rolled her eyes, pretending to try to think about it.

"What does the old man look like, I can remember when I see it...... You made me say, I really can't say it yet...... That's right! ”

Ling Luoyu was startled, and suddenly raised his voice.

"By the way, I remember, that old man has a flute in his hand!"

"Dizi!?"

"Yes, it's the flute! The flute is black...... It looks like it's made of iron, but the sound is wrong, and the flute is very crisp......"

"Iron flute?!" Ding Dong couldn't help it, and ran forward again: "What kind of iron flute?!" ”

Ling Luoyu suddenly stopped his mouth, and his eyes looked gloomy, and his expression was quite unhappy.

Ding Xi also slowly turned his head at that moment, although there were no words, but the tacit understanding between the twin brothers still made Ding Dong shut up and retreat again.

Ling Luoyu's impression of Ding Xi seemed to be quite good, and as soon as Ding Dong left, she instantly smiled.

"This uncle, that's it, it's probably this long ......"

Ling Luo Yuzai carefully described the flute.

Tingtong knows about the Ding brothers and the sword mound, maybe they can also find Tingtong's information from the clues of the flute.

And judging from Dingdong's reaction just now, they should know something about Tingtong.

Sure enough, with Ling Luoyu's description, the depths of Ding Xi's eyes changed.

Although he still had the same cold, unsmiling face, without any emotion, she still caught the ups and downs of his breath.

Tilting his head slightly, Ling Luoyu looked at him with a gossipy expression.

"You ...... Don't you know!? Otherwise, he wouldn't have let me bring you a message......"

Dingxi's eyes trembled, and he suddenly looked up.

"What did he tell you to say?"