The Vicious Widow Widow Dressed As the Male Lead of Farming Fields

  Chapter 795 Killer who doesn't know martial arts

  One dinner, because there were no sweet fruits, it was enjoyable to eat. Seeing Qingluo and Ruoyan leave after finishing the dishes, Jiang Jiuhe began to practice kung fu by himself in the yard.

  She had already learned a few moves from Zhou Zhongming before, but because she was too busy with things, she had long forgotten them. If she had time these two days, she would naturally seize the opportunity to practice.

  The age of this body is over twenty. In this era, children will run off the ground at the age of twenty. Naturally, it is not the best time to practice.

  Even as I said before, although he has experienced the lives of many people in his dreams, these cannot be reflected in its body after all.

  For example, martial arts, the life experienced in the dream can be a peerless master, a fairy who has attained the Tao, but now, she is just a weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken. Even if he has martial arts, his physical fitness is still difficult to keep up with.

  Nowadays, the first thing to bear the brunt is to improve your physical fitness, so that no matter whether you are fighting or escaping in the future, you will not hinder yourself.

  After practicing in the yard for a long time, I was already sweating profusely. Looking at the weather outside, it was about the same time, so I got up and went back to the house to rest.

   Just as he got into bed and rested, he heard rustling outside, Jiang Jiuhe didn't think much about it, turned over and was about to go back to sleep.

   But then, she also felt that something was wrong, and some noise was added to her even breathing.

   Not your own breath.

  Thinking of this, Jiang Jiuhe shuddered, she rolled over and got out of bed, and quickly hid herself in the dark, behind the bookcase.

The back of the bookcase is hollow. Ever since someone came to assassinate him for the first time, Jiang Jiuhe became more careful and secretly changed the places behind. And these changes, even the Qing Luo who served her on weekdays, could not do not know.

   "Taoyaoyao—"

  With a thought, she was about to summon Tao Yaoyao, but she suddenly remembered that Tao Yaoyao was no longer by her side.

  I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but I still cheered up. It was exactly what she thought. The next second, someone quietly opened the door, and then walked in quietly.

  She was hiding in the dark, but seeing the clumsy figure coming from the opposite side, who didn't look like a killer at all, she couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

   Who sent this person?

  Afraid that someone who doesn't know martial arts will come over, is it because you look down on yourself?

  Thinking like this from the heart of the people, Jiang Jiuhe didn't give up his cautious thoughts, sailing carefully for thousands of years, this might be the blindfold of those people.

  There is already a pillow on the bed, and Jiang Jiuhe has already covered it tightly. At first glance, it really looks like a person sleeping on the bed.

  The killer walked ahead cautiously, raised the long knife in his hand, and stabbed the pillow on the bed.

  Felt that the touch of the dagger in his hand was not normal, the killer yelled badly, and turned his head to leave, but in the blink of an eye, he saw a pretty person who had already stopped in front of him.

"This handsome guy, it's so late...what are you doing here?" Jiang Jiuhe leaned against the doorway with a smile. She was wearing a smoky red nightgown, and her long ink-like hair was loose casually. Blowing through raised a little arc, making her black hair and the wind tired together.

   "You..." The killer obviously didn't expect that Jiang Jiuhe had discovered his whereabouts, and couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

  (end of this chapter)