His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 1229

In the pitch darkness, Qian Miao felt a murderous aura attacking through the barrier, rushing towards Feng Xian beside him.

Feng Xian has already checked, turned his body nimbly, and dodged the attack.

She took a step back, turned on the light on the ring, and immediately saw the scene in front of her clearly. A middle-aged man with a bun was holding a long stick in his hand, playing Shaolin Kungfu, and sparring with Feng Xian.

Feng Xian didn't attack him, but retreated step by step, dexterously dodging all his attacks.

Qian Miao has seen Jiang Yuan's photo before, and the man with the ancient hairstyle in front of him is him.

Her people also went to look for it before, but they couldn't find it. It turned out that she hid in Taishizhou.

His kung fu is not excellent, but he is very good at finding loopholes.

He knew that Feng Xian had no intention of fighting him, so he accelerated his speed, from top to bottom, from left to right, without leaving any room to attack Feng Xian.

Feng Xian looked calm, while avoiding the stick, while speaking slowly and quietly: "Mr. Jiang, if you want to learn martial arts, we can make another appointment. You know why I am here tonight, let's talk about business. "

When the words fell, Feng Xian grasped Jiang Yuan's stick lightly, with a straight body and awe-inspiring posture.

"That's what I want to talk to you about!"

Jiang Yuan frowned fiercely, holding the stick with both hands, and pressed the corners of his mouth down hard. His legs were squatting halfway, his hands were as tense as his face, and he was trying to snatch the stick from Feng Xian's hand.

But the stick didn't move at all in Feng Xian's hand, the longer it took, the more embarrassing Jiang Yuan felt.

At this moment, the sealing hand loosened.

Jiang Yuan didn't have time to recover his strength, so he took a few steps back and fell to the ground hard, his spirit was frustrated by another three points!

His eyes hardened, and he suddenly shook his hand. In an instant, three darts flew out of the sleeves, flying towards Qian Miao in unison!

Feng Xian subconsciously stepped over to block it, and Jiang Yuan seized the opportunity to sneak attack, with a successful sneer on the corner of his mouth.

In the next second, Jiang Yuan felt the figure shaking in front of him. In just a second, he stood up, but was kicked down suddenly, and his rear hip hit the cold ground again, causing a dull pain!

After he recovered, he opened his eyes and saw that the three darts had been caught by Feng Xian, stuck between his fingers, and they didn't hurt them at all!

And the girl who was standing by the wall before came to this side three meters away, and she kicked that kick on her body!

Three meters, one second!

Jiang Yuan was a little horrified, his eyes widened in disbelief, and focused on the girl's face.

Feng Xian stretched out his hand towards him, and said: "I'm sorry."

Jiang Yuan snorted coldly, patted his hand away, stood up quickly, shook the dust off his body, and then glanced sideways at Qian Miao, thoughtful.

His eyes flicked back and forth between the two, as if planning something.

"Come in with me!"

The surrounding lights suddenly turned on and returned to normal.

Jiang Yuan left the two of them with a back view, and strode into the hall with great strides.

Qian Miao and Feng Xian looked at each other, walked in without saying a word.

Entering the front hall, the first thing you see is the painting hanging in the middle of the wall in the hall.

Qian Miao looked at it indifferently at first, then frowned at it, and felt relieved at a closer look.

After a while, his eyes moved away from the painting.

Jiang Yuan caught a glimpse of her eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up, sat down at the main seat, and ordered the servants to serve tea.

"Mr. Feng visited late at night, why?"

He deliberately pretended to be confused, and looked at Feng Xian with a pair of small eyes, seemingly unwilling.