Princess Against the World

"A... old man!"

"Old man?!"

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

"What kind of old man?!"

Ling Luoyu frowned, as if trying to remember: "Uh...you don't look too old, you're only in your sixties or seventies... Wearing a gray robe, that robe looks old, doesn't it Looks like a lot of money..."

The Dingxi brothers looked at each other again, and shook their heads calmly.

"Don't say these things are useless! Tell me more specifically, what does this old man look like?" Ding Dong reprimanded angrily.

"Specifically? Isn't it the same as us..." Ling Luoyu looked innocent: "They all have two eyes, one nose, and one mouth..."

Everyone: "..."

Is not this nonsensical! ?

Everyone looks like this!

If it doesn't look like this, then it's not human at all? !

Ding Dong suddenly scolded: "Yan Wang, be honest with me and be serious! What does he look like?!"

Ling Luoyu took a deep breath as if she had a toothache, and looked over impatiently.

"I said that you are an uncle and you can't be unreasonable?! Don't these old men all look the same?! Anyway, they are all ugly, so they can't be said to be like flowers and jade!? What do you want me to say!? "

"You still dare to choke with me?!" Ding Dong was so angry that he really wanted to go up and slap her twice to relieve his hatred!

Dingxi suddenly coughed, and his eyes were sharp: "Dingdong, didn't I tell you? I'll handle this matter! Back off!"

Ding Dong finally shut up, stepped back quickly, and remained silent.

Ling Luoyu chuckled uncomfortably: "That's right, you have to be so low-key in life, especially when you're asking for help, you have to keep your attitude low and low!!"

She rolled her eyes, pretending to try hard to think back.

"What does the old man look like, I can remember it when I see it...you tell me, I really can't tell... that's right!"

Ling Luoyu seemed startled, and suddenly raised her voice.

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

"Flute!?"

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

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

Ling Luoyu shut up abruptly, her eyes looked faintly, with a rather unhappy expression on her face.

Dingxi also turned his head slowly at that moment. Although he didn't speak, the tacit understanding between the twin brothers still made Dingdong shut up and retreat again.

Ling Luoyu seemed to have a good impression of Dingxi, and when Dingdong left, she instantly burst into a smile.

"This uncle, it's like this, it's about this long..."

Ling Luoyu carefully described the flute.

Ting Tong knew about the Ding family brothers and Jian Zhong, maybe they could also find Ting Tong's information from Dizi's clues.

And judging from Ding Dong's reaction just now, they should know something about Ting Tong.

Sure enough, following Ling Luoyu's description, Dingxi's eyes changed deeply.

Although he still had that indifferent and emotionless face, she still caught the ups and downs of his breath.

Turning his head slightly, Ling Luoyu looked at his expression rather gossip.

"You... do you know each other!? Otherwise, he wouldn't let me bring you a message..."

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

"What did he tell you to say?"