Wang Po is not Xiao Fan's biological mother, this truth is only known to Xiao Fan and Xiao Ran, and in addition, even Lin Ruohan has never known.

But now, from the mouth of the ghost disciple, such a thing was said, proving that the ghost disciple knew that Wang Po was not Xiao Fan's biological mother.

"I ......"

In the face of Xiao Fan's inquiry, the ghost disciple was speechless, and after being silent for a long time, he looked at Xiao Fan with complicated eyes and said, "I don't want to say." ”

"Don't you want to say it, or do you not dare to say it? Are you afraid that after you say it, it will change the relationship between you and me?" Xiao Fan stared at the ghost disciples, pressing step by step: "I used to give you the pseudonym Xiao Bufan in order to facilitate your participation in the Heaven Dou Society, this name is fake, but your surname is Xiao, is it true?"

Xiao Fan had been suspicious of ghosts since he was very early.

Although this guy uses a soft sword, accompanied by a cow hair flying needle, his strength is amazing, but in fact, the internal strength of the ghost disciple is really similar to the internal strength of Xiao Fan's family to a large extent.

It wasn't until the Western Continent was continuously blocked by the peak powerhouses that the ghost disciples stepped into the realm of Wuzun and started the violent state of absolute calmness and killing, so that Xiao Fan was almost certain that this guy, even if he was not surnamed Xiao, was probably very close to the Xiao family.

Even, Xiao Fan guessed that the ghost disciple was probably the son who was snatched away by a brother in the old man's mouth, Xiao Fan's own brother!

It's just that the appearance and style of the ghost disciple are really difficult for people to tell whether they are men or women, there are men's decisiveness and killing, and women's gentleness and delicacy, which is very contradictory, Xiao Fan can't be sure.

At this moment, Xiao Fan is persecution and temptation, he wants to know what the identity of the ghost disciple is, this puzzle has been piled up in his heart for too long and too long.

"My surname is Xiao?" When the ghost disciple heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he seemed to smile and said, "You said yes, that's it." ”

This time, it made Xiao Fan even more confused.

It's too much of an understatement, but it's impossible to be sure.

"Are you the eldest son of the old man who was robbed back then, my own brother?" Xiao Fan decided to ask openly and honestly.

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent, and everyone stared at the ghost disciple, wanting to hear the ghost disciple's answer.

Mei Sanbu subconsciously put a hand on the monk's shoulder, and he suddenly felt a little sorry for the monk.

If the identity of the ghost disciple is really Xiao Fan's own brother, then what should he do? Be Xiao Fan's brother-in-law? or sister-in-law?

"Monk, never close to women, I didn't expect it to be really bent in the end, I don't choose food, the question is who attacks and who suffers?"

Fortunately, Mei Sanbu knew that now was not the time to die, so he didn't say what was in his heart, otherwise on this day next year, Mei Sanbu's grave grass would be one zhang high.

"First of all, I'm sure I'm not your own brother, I don't have a brother as cheap as you. The ghost disciple finally spoke, and the words he said were relieved, but also very disappointed.

How will the plot develop? A group of people who eat melons are looking forward to it.

They also thought that the ghost disciple was Xiao Fan's eldest brother, and then watched a romantic romance film between the monk and the ghost disciple, and thought that the ghost disciple was a woman, and had a love-hate relationship with the monk, which made people cry and touch love.

From beginning to end, there was only one monk, so handsome that he felt that he had a bent face with a flat smile, just standing there quietly, it made people feel the urge to bend him.

The monk has long been unwilling to care whether the ghost disciple is male or female, whether it is male or female, the ghost disciple is destined to be the demonic obstacle of the monk's life.

Since this is already the case, what does it matter to men and women? The body is only a hundred years old, and emotional detachment is eternal.

I have to say that although the monk's path is crooked, he really has Buddha nature, and the so-called Buddha nature youth in modern times is simply scum compared to it.

"Secondly, my identity has already been told to you, but you don't care, in fact, what the identity is, it doesn't mean at all, the important thing is that you are a friend who can entrust my back, and I am willing to do whatever it takes for any of you, that's enough. The ghost's words won everyone's smiles, and everyone looked at each other, and their eyes flashed with the same meaning.

Everyone present can give everything for each other, this kind of pure friendship without any other factors is really important, identity, at this time, is not important.

"Ah, then again, isn't Wang Po Xiao Fan's biological mother......? Wait!, it means that Jin Skull has the news of Xiao Fan's biological mother in his hands? So what are you waiting for? The global wanted Jin Skull must be asked to hand over the photo and let him tell everything he knows. ”

"This ......" Xiao Fan hesitated, he never stopped looking for his biological mother, but suddenly there was a clue, which made Xiao Fan a little at a loss, and he didn't know what to do.

Woowoo......

Roar, roar, roar!

Whew......

Suddenly, a commotion broke out, which coincidentally relieved Xiao Fan's encirclement, leaving him with no time to pay attention to other things for the time being.

Outside, the Visa, a great war broke out, the beasts wailed miserably, the white light and black light continued to shine, and one by one the African cultivators vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Everything happened too fast, without the slightest prelude.

Xiao Fan rushed out immediately without hesitation, and immediately saw a group of people wearing white robes, each with a huge eye tattooed on their chest.

There are nearly 100 people in total, most of them are in the same innate realm, the first one has never made a move, his whole body is wrapped in a black robe, motionless, only there is a powerful energy on his body, which is constantly spreading, shocking everything.

"Sect of the End!" Xiao Fan's pupils constricted.

"Damn it, you damned Western cultivators! Get out! Get out of our Visa's territory!" Maya, the strongest ascetic, smashed one with one punch, and no one was his opponent with one punch.

"I didn't expect that among African cultivators, there would be a master like you to join my final teaching, otherwise, you will die!" The person in the black robe spoke lightly, and his voice made Xiao Fan feel extremely familiar.

"Silver War King Kamon!" Xiao Fan reacted instantly.

Isn't the Ultimate Sect very powerful? How can you pull people into the gang everywhere?

"Beep the dog, Carmon, Xiao Fan, up, bite him!" Mei Sanbu became excited.

Mei Sanbu hadn't died three times today, so Xiao Fan just gave him a blank look and didn't beat him.

Mei Sanbu, who was excited, reacted and said, "What, I mean, if you don't bite him, he will bite you, it's better for you to bite each other, a mouthful...... Ahh

"I'm sorry, I still can't hold back!" Xiao Fan withdrew his fist and watched Mei Sanbu bleed from his nose, and his heart was finally relaxed.

By this time, Maya had already smashed his fist into Carmon.

Boom!

The sound of muffled thunder was heard.

Maya's fist hit the Silver Warlord Carmon in the stomach accurately.

On Maya's face, a smile appeared.

But then, Maya's smile stiffened, and shock and horror appeared in his eyes.

"The strength is good, but unfortunately without the support of the power of order, you are still too weak. Kamon's voice sounded flat, and at the same time, Maya was slapped by Kamon like a fly, and flew away.

(End of chapter)