The Sweeping Monk's heart moved, then he shook his head and smiled.
"What exactly are you two doing here, benefactors, sneaking into Shaolin?"
Lin Lang glanced at the sweeping monk and smiled indifferently.
He looked at Xiao Feng, "Master Xiao, one of these people is the leader you are looking for!"
Xiao Feng's expression was filled with anger. He stepped forward and tore off the veils of both of them. Suddenly, he froze.
"this……"
Everyone was shocked. One of the men in black actually looked about 70% similar to Xiao Feng.
When Xuan Ci saw the other man in black, he said in shock, "Murong Bo, you're not dead!"
Murong Bo ignored Xuan Ci. He glanced at his side with a gloomy expression and said coldly, "I didn't expect it to be you, a Khitan!"
Xiao Yuanshan never expected that the enemy he had been thinking about day and night was also hiding in Shaolin, and had been by his side all these years.
"snort!"
He snorted coldly, then looked at Xiao Feng, his expression softening.
"Do you know why you and I look so similar?"
When Xiao Feng faced the person in front of him, he inexplicably felt a sense of closeness in his heart.
"Why?"
Xiao Yuanshan laughed heartily and patted Xiao Feng on the shoulder.
"Son, I'm your father!"
Xiao Feng was shocked. Before he could say anything, he saw Xiao Yuanshan suddenly open his collar, revealing a wolf pattern on his chest.
"this……"
Xiao Feng also opened his collar, revealing the same wolf pattern.
"You are my father!" he said with ecstasy.
"That's right, I am your father, your biological father!" Xiao Yuanshan laughed.
"father!"
"Good son!"
"father!"
"Good son!"
The corner of Lin Lang's mouth twitched, and he inexplicably thought of the animated picture on the Internet where Xiao Feng and his son recognized each other and showed Wolf on his chest.
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