Hanquan Mountain, which is not the highest among the mountains around Qingbi Lake, and the scenery is not the most beautiful, because there is a cold spring in the mountain with strange cold water.

Hanyu Villa, located in the middle of the Hanquan Mountain, the area of the villa is not large, the surface does not look luxurious enough, at most it is elegant, to outsiders the feeling, this is a rich family set up a quiet summer resort, nothing special, will not attract the attention of outsiders.

This villa was purchased by Cen Xiyan a few years ago, and when she was in Qingyuan Town, she would come and stay for a few days almost every month.

Yingxue's left thumb and index finger were put in her mouth and she blew a bright and crisp whistle, and soon there was a sound of "kicking and tapping" in the mountain forest, and several horses ran out of the forest with joy.

The first was a big black horse, with a shiny coat and an extraordinary horse, running in front of Cen Xiyan, snorting affectionately, shaving his front hooves, and selling cuteness to his master.

"Good fellow, are you in a hurry?" Cen Xiyan caressed the horse's mane, and patted the horse's head, looking like a very loving mount.

Little Amy, the parrot on her shoulder, was very dissatisfied with the horse's competition for favor, glared at the big black horse, and scolded in a sharp voice: "It's shameful to sell cute, shameful to sell cute!" ”

Suddenly made several girls laugh, this little parrot has become a sperm.

After laughing, Cen Xiyan took the lead in turning over and getting on the horse, his movements were neat and chic, turned into the horse road, and galloped in the direction of the villa, followed by Jingshuang and Yingxue.

After returning to the villa and changing his clothes, Cen Xiyan went to the Cuizhu Garden on the west side of the villa.

There is a cold pond in the Cuizhu Garden, which is a living water open-air bath built by introducing cold spring water, and the reason why she often lives in this Hanyu Villa is because of this cold pool.

Ten years ago, when she crossed into this body, she was rescued by a hidden master, and was accepted as a closed disciple by that master, the master taught her the internal strength of the heart method is too masculine, it is not suitable for women to cultivate, but because Cen Xiyan's physique is a little special, the master said that if she practices that set of heart methods, it will even be higher than the pure yang body of a man's cultivation.

It's just that before she reaches the eighth layer, she will be particularly cold due to the overheating of qi and blood, so she built a cold jade villa in this cold spring mountain, and built a cold spring water with cold water in the cold pool, and she will come to the villa to live for a few days in the middle of the month when the qi and blood are the hottest, and soak for two hours every day.

Today, Cen Xiyan had just entered the water, and he was startled by a slight noise, and couldn't help but scold, "What person?!" ”

She moved quickly, pulled the wide bathrobe on the wooden frame by the pool and wrapped it around herself, and grabbed the Qinghong soft sword that never left her body with her right hand, jumped up from the cold pool, tapped the edge of the pool with her toes, and came to the northwest wall of the bamboo forest in a few vertical leaps.

She saw a man lying reclining against a wall, it was a man, a man covered in blood!

Looking at the traces around him, this man should have been in for a while, and he was here before she came to the cold pool, otherwise, with her ears, it would be impossible for her to find out after the person who came had already climbed over the wall and entered the village.

The soft sword in Cen Xiyan's hand was fierce, pointing directly at the head of the man lying face down, and asked coldly, "Who are you?" ”