Zhang Fan looked at Mo Qian strangely, he just asked more specifically, as for crying, is his guess correct?

Ling Ji's mood calmed down a little at this time, and when she heard Zhang Fan ask, she suddenly became surprised, raised her head and looked at Mo Qian seriously, and had a strong feeling in her heart that the demon elder in Mo Qian's mouth was Zhang Fan's father. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's your name?" Mo Qian paused for a long time before he regained his breath and cried to himself, not just because Zhang Fan's father was forced to death by himself.

More because he felt that his life was not long in coming, and the revenge of killing his father was not shared, not to mention, at that time, he was pressing step by step, and the demon elder begged him twice, just begging him to let go of the child in his hands.

At this time, Mo Qian began to regret and regret telling them the truth, but Mu Qing's death was also a pain in his heart!

"I, my name is Zhang Fan, what the predecessor said just now was seventeen years ago, in Tiantai Mountain, Tiantai Mountain on Changyue Island, when the demon elder died, the child was gone?" Zhang Fan asked again.

Feng Wei said that he was an immortal and demon community, and one of his parents was a member of the demon clan after all, and he was exactly seventeen years old this year, and he lived in the Nebula Sect of Tiantai Mountain before he was five years old, and he had never seen his parents.

All of this adds up, isn't it exactly what Mo Qian said?

"Zhang Fan?" Mo Qian frowned and said softly.

Although I don't know who the demon elder's surname was, I can be sure that it is the man's son in front of me, and it is simply carved out of a mold.

The man named him Zhang Fan, about his real surname Zhang, and Fan Zi just hoped that he would be ordinary and live his life in peace.

Mo Qian smiled with relief at this time, he already felt that the seventeen years of suffering could finally come to an end today.

Although he still has attachment to life, he only has a soul, and he spends all the time in pain, and he has long known that resurrection is impossible.

He once thought about being reborn, but he found that there was a spell on the Condor of the Demon Elder back then, and he didn't know the way to resolve this spell.

"What I said just now is true, that kid ...... back then" Mo Qian sighed, turned his head and glanced at Ling Ji, "I'll tell you the truth, can you do me a favor?"

"Hmph, do you want to say that the child is Zhang Fan?" Ling Ji snorted coldly, and suddenly remembered that after being taken away, he had been in a coma, but he had felt Mu Qing's breath, and when he woke up a few years later, Zhang Fan was already in the Easy Sect.

In this way, it must be in the Nebula Sect, in other words, Zhang Fan had contact with Mu Qing before, and he was still a child at that time, so there is only one possibility, that is, when he was held by someone, he was attacked by Mu Qing, so he can be tall and thin enough for Mu Qing's existence.

"Yes!" Mo Qian did not hesitate, and nodded affirmatively.

When Zhang Fan heard this, his legs weakened and he fell to the ground, Qinghong and Mo Zimo hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhang Fan. He always looked forward to meeting his father one day, to see what kind of person he was and why he abandoned him at that time.

At first, I thought I hated my parents, but after hearing the truth, I suddenly felt only heartache, and no hatred.

If what Mo Qian said was true, then his parents must have something unspeakable, and they would never see their father again in this life.

Zhang Fan's face turned pale, he pushed away Mo Zimo and Qinghong who were supporting him, and stumbled forward a few steps, Qinghong and Mo Zimo were worried that Zhang Fan would do something stupid, and they were afraid that he would fall again, so they hurriedly stepped forward and helped him again.

"So you killed my father?" Zhang Fan was surprisingly calm, but his tone was full of an eerie and terrifying aura, a depressing murderous aura emanating from Zhang Fan's body.

Even the spirit Ji of the fifth layer of the Void Darkness was a little overwhelmed, and at this time, Mo Qian's heart was also extremely frightened, he didn't expect that the little doll in front of him, who had not yet reached the Void Darkness, had such a strong deterrent power.

I think back then, I was also a genius among the famous geniuses, but it's a pity that the providence is like this, and I should have succeeded in the tribulation steadily, but I couldn't succeed in the tribulation because of the heavenly section.

And at that time, he was already able to cross the catastrophe, but he couldn't compare to the power of the little doll in front of him, who was he?

"Although your father was not killed by my own hands, but he died because of it, if you take revenge, I don't think I will fight back. I just want to know, who are you?" Mo Qian was also a little delirious, Zhang Fan didn't know who his parents were since he was a child, of course he didn't know who he was, but what he wanted to ask didn't seem to be this!

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, feeling that Mo Qian's question was dull, so he ignored him, but he gathered a strong force in his hand, and resisted Mo Qian to the death, wanting to avenge his father.

Ling Ji found out about Zhang Fan's actions, although she was a little surprised by Zhang Fan's surprising calmness, but it was understandable, she hurriedly walked over, quietly dissolved the power in Zhang Fan's hand, and whispered:

"Let's get things figured out first!"

Although Zhang Fan's heart was full of anger, his reason was still there, so he had no impulse and nodded to Lingji.

"Let me ask you, who is Zhang Fan's father?" Ling Ji saw that Zhang Fan was still quite sensible, took a deep breath of relief, turned to look at Mo Qian, and asked coldly.

Mo Qian shook his head and said, "I don't know who he is, I just heard those people call that person a demon clan elder, and they don't know what his name is!"

Lingji pondered for a while, turned her head to look at Zhang Fan, she always felt that something was strange, and she always felt that there was something very important to say, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

"I've been trapped here for seventeen years, living in pain every day, blaming myself every day for what happened back then, this is about fate!" Mo Qian took the gem on his head from his body, held it in his hand, and took out a Qiankun bag from the top of his body, and handed it to Zhang Fan together.

"These are given to Xiaoyou by the old man, and they can be regarded as a little compensation for me!"

"Compensation? Only if you die can it be regarded as compensation for my father!" Zhang Fan didn't take the Qiankun bag, but said coldly.

Mo Qian looked up at the top of the cave, and then looked at his body, and with a wave of his hand, the body instantly turned into a cloud of black gas, and the black gas turned into a divine eagle, staring at Mo Qian.

"Father?" Zhang Fan saw the divine eagle and suddenly felt a special breath, and that breath, Zhang Fan concluded, must be his father's breath.

The Condor turned his head to look at Zhang Fan, hesitated in his eyes, but in an instant, he disappeared without a trace, turned his head and rushed towards Mo Qian!