The crowd's eyes were stunned. Level 10? Is this a tenth-level strong man? But the momentum released by Huan Yun could not have deceived them. The tenth-level Huan Yun was instantly defeated by Han Fengxue. Everyone's heads had a short circuit for a while, and they were a little confused.

Han Fengxue's figure flashed and came to the place where Huan Yun landed, grabbed Huan Yun's arm, who was about to get up, and felt the softness in her hand, and Han Fengxue's heart also slightly rippled, but he was instantly restrained. The slight force on her hand could not let the other party run away.

Huan Yun was pulled up by Han Fengxue, her eyes turned and she looked at the other person coldly. How could she not understand now that the other person's energy was much stronger than her. Since Han Fengxue was caught, she had no chance. Her beautiful eyes turned, looked at Han Fengxue with her handsome facial features, her bright and deep eyes, and her silver hair. She showed a strange and handsome look. The more she looked at her, the more satisfied she felt, and the coldness slowly melted, and she showed a smile.

The young man in the distance, the eldest master of the Temple of Fog, saw the smile in Huanyun's eyes, and his eyes turned, as if he had remembered something, his face suddenly changed, and his heart skipped a beat, and he kept sinking.

"My husband, you are you." Huanyun suddenly spoke at this moment, making everyone's eyes stagnant. Even Han Fengxue's hands relaxed and her eyes were straightened. If Huanyun wanted to escape at this moment, it would be easy, but she didn't move. She just stared at Han Fengxue quietly, which made Han Fengxue, a big man, want to dodge. What's wrong with this? He understood that Huanyun was not joking, but this was too nonsense. The two of them were still in hostility just now, and he beat her hard. Then she actually made such an inexplicable word, how could Han Fengxue not be speechless?

There was more than Han Fengxue, and the people in the Mist Temple looked blank. They were even wondering whether their ears were wrong. Only the young man remained awake. When he saw the smile in Huan Yun's eyes, he understood that before Huan Yun was covered with veil, others looked at her with strange eyes. After all, at that time, she did not have such a weird beauty. The extra vermilion mark on her forehead looked very strange, which made people very dislike it, and it also led to no one wanting to be close to Huan Yun.

So her personality is very withdrawn, but she is very talented, but she is arrogant, like an innate temperament. From then on, she began to hang a veil on her face and made a vow that if she could reach the tenth level within fifty years, she would take off the veil. Otherwise, she would never show herself to the true face and would not marry anyone. But when she took the veil, the first person under the age of fifty to defeat her was her husband, and this vow was just broken by Han Fengxue.

Huanxing's beautiful eyes were also staring straight, looking at Huanyun in disbelief. That changed sister wanted to compete with her for her husband now?

Han Fengxue completely let go of Huan Yun, no longer dodged her eyes, and looked at Huan Yun and said, "I have no interest in you." After that, she turned around and soared into the air, heading towards Huan Xing.

"I don't care. I have made a vow that you must be my husband." Huanyun didn't seem to mind Han Fengxue's words at all, and said with a faint smile. I have to say that this girl's courage is also great. What she believes is that it seems that it cannot be changed. Even her father, the Lord of the Temple of Mist, could not make her change her mind. In the entire Temple of Mist, only Huanyun dared to often disobey the Lord of the Temple of Mist and do what she wanted according to her own ideas. Later, her father simply stopped caring about her and let her do whatever she wanted.

"That is your vow, not mine." Han Fengxue was not moved by the beauty at all. She held Huanxing's hand, and her tone was still so indifferent. She did not have any good feelings for Huanyun. Although the other party was very beautiful and madly beautiful, it was difficult for Han Fengxue to have a good feeling for her because of Huanxing she treated like this.

Huanyun frowned and saw Huanxing half leaning against Han Fengxue and said, "Is it because of her?"

"Because of Fantasy Star?" Han Fengxue sneered and shook her head: "Don't you think you are funny? People like you who are so indifferent to your own sisters, do you think you can get recognition from others!"

When Huan Yun heard Han Fengxue's words, she was slightly stunned and showed a thoughtful look. After a moment, she seemed to have figured out something and smiled at Huanxing: "Sister!" Then she turned her eyes to Han Fengxue and said, "If you don't agree, I can change it until you agree!"

"Uh?" Han Fengxue couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart. She was really a weird beauty. She was so persistent. He didn't think that she was so charming that she fell in love with her when she saw her. The crowd looked at the dialogue between the two of them with a dull look at Huan Yun, and thought in her heart: "Is this powerful beauty afraid that she can't get married? It's okay to find me." Huan Yun's behavior really made them unable to understand.

"I'd better let your father come out. I'll look for him, but there's something wrong with him." Han Fengxue stopped talking to Huan Yun anymore. He really couldn't figure out the other party.

But at this moment, the space fluctuations came out, and a sound appeared in everyone's sight. The figure floated in the air. It was a middle-aged man, covered by a layer of fog, which made people feel unpredictable and was floating there, but what was shocking was that no one could detect his breath. In other words, if it were not for the eyes to see the other person, they would not even feel that there was a real person there.

Everyone's faces also became particularly wonderful. The sudden figure, even if there was no breath of breath, was also heart-pounding. The strong man, this was definitely a super strong man. Everyone's hearts were at the same time. Han Fengxue looked at the other party suspiciously, held his eyes at the crowd, and found that they were as confused and confused as he was. The middle-aged man who appeared was obviously not the Lord of the Temple of Mist Temple, but his strength, Han Fengxue, could guarantee that he would never be weaker than the Lord of the Temple of Mist Temple. The feeling that the other party gave him was too deep, like a pool of deep water, and could not be reached.

The middle-aged man looked at Huanyun, and when he saw the vermilion mark on Huanyun's forehead, he showed a gentle smile and said, "The third eye is opened!"

"The third eye?" Everyone's heart trembled. Huanyun's vermilion mark gave them a feeling of being a little like one eye, but is that really the third eye? People actually have three eyes, and questions appeared in everyone's heart.

The middle-aged tone was also vague, which made people feel unpredictable. Her warm smile gave people the feeling of being bathed in spring breeze. Huanyun also stared at the other person. For some reason, when she saw the other person for the first time, she felt a familiar feeling. Moreover, her forehead couldn't help but want to throbb, or open it! When she heard the other person's question, her body trembled. This was her unique secret. Even her father didn't know why the other person knew that she had a third eye, and that she had turned it on. This was simply incredible!

"Who are you?" Huanyun asked vigilantly. Just like Han Fengxue's feeling, she also felt that the other party was unfathomable and was definitely stronger than her, even stronger than her father, the hall master of the Mist Temple.

"Look carefully, who do I look like." The middle-aged man's mouth still had that wisp of smile, and he gently said something inexplicable to Huan Yun. Who do you look like? Huan Yun looked at the other person carefully, but she couldn't find anything. However, she didn't find anything, which did not mean that others had not noticed. Everyone was looking at the middle-aged man. Slowly, everyone's eyes began to move. His eyes were flowing on Huan Yun and the middle-aged man. He opened his mouth, and a wave of fear arose in his heart. The longer they looked at the middle-aged man, they were shocked to find that middle-aged man and Huan Yun actually had an amazing similarity. It was not about appearance, but about that irrespectable temperament. The feeling that they were too similar, and they couldn't help but have an absurd thought in their hearts, but is this possible? No one knows the answer.

"Don't you see it yet, Huanyun, didn't you notice it? We both really want it?" Seeing that Huanyun didn't answer, she just showed doubts, she couldn't help but speak again. When she heard his words, the crowd's faces became particularly strange. The absurd idea was not true, Zhongnian actually said in person that the two of them were very similar, was this suggesting something?

When Huan Yun heard the middle-aged words, her body trembled violently. Yes, that familiar feeling, just as the other party said, aren’t the two very similar? The temperament that invisibly revealed was surprisingly similar to her.

"Do you know who I am now?" Seeing the fluctuations in Huan Yun's eyes, middle-aged man also knew that the other party had seen something.

"Who are you?" Huan Yun's eyes became more and more horror. She took two steps back involuntarily, staring at the other party and said.

"Huanyun, I am your father, your biological father!" He let out a long sigh. Middle-aged man finally said this. In his eyes, family affection was not concealed. His eyes looked at Huanyun with a kind feeling, very warm. Everyone trembled again. Father? How could this be? How could the daughter of the Lord of the Temple of the Temple of the Temple of the Temple of the Temple of the Temple of the Temple of the Temple of the Temple of the Temple of the Temple of the Temple of the Temple of the Temple of the Temple of the Temple of the Temple of the Turf suddenly become the daughter of a stranger? It's such a joke. Could it be that the Temple of the Temple of the Temple of the Temple of the Turf had been raising a daughter for decades? Huanyun's footsteps shook unsteadily, and almost sat down to the ground, shook her head and said, "Impossible, this is impossible!"
Chapter completed!