"Shh!"
Ling Luoyu suddenly raised his lips and was smiling.
"What are you doing so excited, little brother!? We just passed by here and saw an acquaintance, so we came to talk to him about the past! "
"Acquaintances?"
The man's expression was a little frozen in an instant, and suddenly turned to look at the people behind him.
"Who knows the two of you?"
You look at me, I look at you, you look silly.
Feng Chenglin stepped forward and propped up his eyes with his hands. He looked hard at the front: "the man we are looking for It's called small stator I don't know which one... "
He said that he did not know which one, but his eyes fixed on the man in the crowd -
Ding temple!
The man who should not have been here stood in front of them and stood with the people.
But in the crowd, Ding temple's expression was careless, suddenly froze, you di turned to look, looking at Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin's eyes, a bit more different.
"Yes, yes, the man we are looking for is xiaostator..."
Ling Luoyu also then ha ha smile, a pair of eyes seem to be inadvertently from his body.
"The boy owes our shopkeeper money He ate a tyrant's meal and didn't pay for it, so we came to collect the debt... "
Her eyes, let Ding Temple doubts disappear --
besides Ling Luoyu, who has such a crafty and evil eyes!
"I said you two old people, tired of living crooked, right?"
The man in gray silk clothes was dizzy and swollen, and immediately roared forward.
"I tell you, now turn around and roll away, or I'll bury you two old bones here..."
Ling Luoyu and Feng chenglinton looked at each other and laughed heartlessly --
"as the saying goes, where does the Loess not bury people?! Especially when old bones like us are dead, they are the same everywhere! "
"Yes We're all dead. We're unconscious. Do we care where the tangles are buried? "
"Well, it's the same everywhere..."
"As long as someone picks up the corpse..."
"It's good. It's better than a corpse in the wilderness..."
“……”
Two people, you a word, I a word, did not mean to put other people's words in mind.
The man in the gray silk dress had a black face: "you are really looking for death!"
Roaring, he suddenly raised his hand, around a group of men also rose, face a fierce light to Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin.
"Brother Lin!"
Dingmiao suddenly drank, holding the wrist of the silk man in one hand.
"They came to me!"
Silk man not from a Zheng, suspiciously looked at him: "what do you say?"
Dingmiao Dingding looked at Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin, and once again affirmed: "they It's for me
The two men's contemplative eyes made him more and more sure of their identity.
"Brother Feng Are you? "
Wind into Linton feel frustrated, subconsciously stroked his face: "this can be recognized?"
He thought that he had changed his face very successfully, and his acting was also very involved. How could he be recognized by others at a glance?
Ling Luoyu gazed into the eyes of Ding Temple: "what he recognized was not your face, but something else..."
Feng Chenglin's face is easy for her to recognize.
Ding temple has been burning at her, it should be the answer from her.
None of this matters, though.
What matters is --
"is it fate that we meet here?"
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