I saw more than a hundred peach trees scattered in a staggered manner throughout the back garden, with pink and tender flowers blooming on the branches, and at first glance, it looked like a huge red glow landing on the earth, which was so beautiful. The clear stream under the peach trees twisted and turned, and the faint white mist rose and swung, like a gauze and a dream. Whenever the breeze blows, the pink petals fall into the mist, and it is still gorgeous, but it seems that people hear faint sighs. In the quiet garden, there is no figure, but only the faint fragrance floats.

Hu Qingpeng pulled his senior sister's sleeves, and the two slowly walked into the peach blossom forest. As soon as they stepped into the peach forest, Hu Qingpeng immediately felt that the place was extremely yin and was obviously colder than Jinyuan. He suddenly moved in his heart and searched along the winding stream. Chen Qinghua broke a peach blossom in his hand and asked while walking, "Junior brother, where are you going?" Hu Qingpeng smiled and did not answer.

The two walked through the peach forest and arrived at the source of the stream in a moment. This place is located on the northwest corner of the garden. A clear spring gushed out from the ground, forming a green pond of more than meter in radius. The water of the pond is cold and transparent. There is a stone tablet standing by the water, with two dark green cursive characters "Hanquan". On the side of the green pond, a man in white sat cross-legged on the stone, with a small stove and a set of exquisite tea sets in front of him, and was enjoying the tea leisurely.

Hu and Chen didn't expect to run into their master, and they couldn't help feeling embarrassed. They paused and wanted to quietly retreat along the way. Unexpectedly, the man in white raised his eyebrows, and his eyes flashed like cold electricity, and he shouted in a low voice: "Who?" His voice was crisp, like a pearl and jade falling from the plate.

Seeing that Hu Qingpeng and Chen Qinghua were exposed, they had to walk out of Taolin and said with a thorn in a slight manner: "Sir, we siblings, we are really unintentional to enter the noble house, so please don't be surprised!"

The man in white said coldly: "I am not the owner of this house. Are you here to enjoy the flowers? Please do not disturb my peace and quiet."

Hu Qingpeng looked in surprise and saw that the man was as white as snow, not covered with dust, with a cold and arrogant expression, and naturally showed a mysterious and majestic temperament. His forehead was noble, his eyebrows were as light as the moon, his eyes were as cold as a star, his nose was elegant, his skin was white, his plain hands were as slender as onions, his whole body was full of feminine and cold smell, and his appearance was extremely handsome. If he had changed into women's clothes, he would definitely be three more beautiful than Chen Qinghua. With Hu Qingpeng's eyes, he could not tell how old he was. His eyes were so arrogant that he could not hide his loneliness, and his clearness was calm. Hu Qingpeng secretly wondered, since this person was not the owner of the garden, how could he taste tea here?

Chen Qinghua has never seen such a handsome, mysterious and proud man. He smiled before he could say something: "You, did you sneak in?"

The man in white frowned slightly and said proudly: "I will come whenever I want to come. If you want to leave, don't compare me with those rats!"

Chen Qinghua hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing! Then, what's your name?"

The man in white frowned even more and wanted to ignore her, but when he touched her eager eyes, his heart softened for some reason and said, "My surname is Yi, my name is Wufeng."

Chen Qinghua murmured, "Clothes and Winds!" His cheeks became hot inexplicably, and he whispered, "I am Chen Qinghua from Hengshan Sect." His eyes were lowered, and he unconsciously pulled the petals, and his heart was panicked for no reason.

Hu Qingpeng clasped his fists and said, "I'm lucky to have a meeting in Xiahengshan School!"

The clothes and dance style said "Oh" lightly, lifted the teapot on the stove, poured tea and savored tea on their own, and were too lazy to look at them anymore. Chen Qinghua opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but hesitated for a while, not knowing what to talk to others, but was ashamed and anxious as he was, and his pretty face was swollen and red.

In order to confirm the guess in his heart, Hu Qingpeng squatted down and reached out to explore the water of the pond. Sure enough, he was biting cold and unusual. It was precisely because of the underground cold spring that the peach blossoms here could bloom for a long time. At this moment, a sharp and angry voice suddenly sounded: "You dare to put your dirty hands in the water, which made me angry!"

Hu Qingpeng looked up in shock, and saw Yi Wufeng’s eyes blew fire, his face turned pale, and he was staring at his palms placed in the pool, and hurriedly shrank his hands: “I just want to try the temperature of the spring water. Is there anything wrong with it?”

Yi Wufeng Yinya bit her teeth and said angrily: "Of course it's not appropriate! Your dirty hands pollute the spring water. How can I draw water to make tea? Do you want me to drink the dirty water you washed your hands?"

Hu Qingpeng felt worse and worse when he heard it. He stood up suddenly and said angrily: "Why are you a person who is unreasonable? Even if my hands are not clean, the spring water is flowing, and it will be clear that it will be as clear as before in a moment. What's the point of making tea? Besides, you are not the owner of this garden, so you have no right to point fingers at me and blame me!"

Yi Wufeng sneered, "I insist on pointing fingers at you, so what can you do? If you dirty the water in this pool, you will have to pay the price!" The bent finger flicked, and a loud sneer was like an invisible sharp arrow, breaking through the air and shooting directly at the key point of Hu Qingpeng's left arm.

This finger wind came suddenly and quickly, but Hu Qingpeng reacted very quickly, and his body flashed like a crane dancing lightly, calmly avoiding the opponent's attack. With a "puff", the sharp finger wind hit a peach tree, the branches trembled, and thousands of flowers were shaken down at the same time, sprinkling like rain. Hu Qingpeng was secretly shocked when he saw this. If he was hit by the opponent, his arm would probably be destroyed on the spot! Who is this person? He is extremely vicious!

Yi Wufeng exclaimed lightly, obviously not expecting that the other party was so agile at such a young age. His handsome face sank and suddenly leaped into the air, crossing the blue pool like lightning, and pointed like a sword, pointing to Hu Qingpeng's eyebrows.

A white shadow flashed in front of him, and the cold wind stormed. Hu Qingpeng was shocked and instinctively used the iron bridge. He tried his best to lean back and bent it into a bow shape, rushed out with his fists, and hit his opponent's chest with a cold shout: "Random!" He tightened his fists and had fallen into the other party's grasp. Then a great force surged in, and his body flew high up in the air and fell to the ground with a headlong plunge.

"Junior brother!" Chen Qinghua exclaimed and ran over, "You are not injured, are you?"

Hu Qingpeng was embarrassed and angry, and suddenly broke free from his senior sister's support, jumped up, "Canglang" drew his sword out of the sheath, pointing at the handsome and handsome opponent in the rain, and said coldly: "Show off your weapons!"

Yi Wufeng's eyes flashed with divine light and he slammed his high-fives and said, "Good sword! Tell me to take a look." After that, he jumped forward and actually came to grab the sword with empty hands.

Hu Qingpeng was furious, and his opponent underestimated him too much! He shook his wrist and the sword flower was stimulating. In an instant, seven swords were released. The sword sword was fierce and fast, pointing to the enemy's vital points. Although he was a first-class swordsman and lacked the experience of fighting, his basic skills were quite solid. Every move was tempered and he was deeply mastered by Hengshan Sword Technique. When he was drawn, his skills were rigorous and his moves were consistent, and he had already vaguely the style of a first-class swordsman master looking down on all the heroes.

Yi Wufeng was forced by the sword energy and couldn't help but look at the young opponent with admiration. His body rushed forward suddenly paused and his feet fell to the ground. Hu Qingpeng let out a clear roar, and the long sword swirled, tightly covering the opponent's body. The sword light splashed down like mercury, instantly swallowing Yi Wufeng. Yi Wufeng did not dare to block the sharpness of the sword, so he could only dodge and avoid the movement.

Chen Qinghua was frightened by the side and shouted, "Junior brother, I'll help you!" He drew his sword and jumped into the battle group, stabbed Yi Wufeng, and by chance, it just blocked Hu Qingpeng's attack angle.

"Be careful!" Hu Qingpeng was shocked, his sword flipped rapidly, and the sword force flew past Chen Qinghua, and he was frightened and sweated. His sword technique had not yet reached the level of freedom of restraint and release, so he almost injured his senior sister by mistake, creating a lifelong regret.

Yi Wufeng gently flashed over Chen Qinghua's long sword, suddenly accelerated and approached, holding her pulse with one hand, and pressing the other palm towards her chest. Hu Qingpeng shouted, "Don't hurt my senior sister!" He was anxious and didn't care about the decision of both offense and defense. He quickly came out and pointed directly at Yi Wufeng's fatal point, and adopted the strategy of surrounding Wei and saving Zhao. However, Yi Wufeng was just a cover, waiting for the moment when he showed his flaws. He secretly sent Chen Qinghua to Hu Qingpeng. Hu Qingpeng hurriedly changed his moves and retreated to prevent Chen Qinghua from hitting his sword, which made him fuss immediately.
Chapter completed!