In the villa, a figure appeared out of thin air.

The home was spotlessly kept, and the floor was smooth and shiny. I don’t know if it was Xiaoqian or Xiaochan’s credit this time.

But for this reason, whenever there is no one in the house, it will appear particularly quiet and empty. The light coming from the window projects the shadow of a person on the floor. It is lonely and you can also hear the sound of octahedral knots folded with colored paper on the window frame.

"Well, isn't anyone at home?"

Anyang murmured to himself, waved his hand to open the curtain.

The sunlight that originally had only one or two windows suddenly became full of as the floor-to-ceiling windows unfolded, and the entire living room became bright and elegant.

Suddenly, Anyang's body suddenly stiffened.

A faint voice came from behind, with a soft smile: "Who said no one is at home?"

As soon as An Yang turned around, he felt a slender and soft body jumping up, wrapping his slender arms around his neck, and legs crossing his waist like a little girl.

He also stretched out his hand and hugged Comrade Xiaoqian's waist.

"Why are you getting smaller and smaller as you grow older?"

At this time, Comrade Xiaoqian was completely hanging on him, and the fragrance came quietly. When he heard his words, he was stunned.

"ah?"

"I said you are getting smaller and smaller as you grow." An Yang had no choice but to repeat it again.

"Where is it smaller?" Comrade Xiaoqian let go of his legs, which were tied around his waist, and immediately fell to the ground, leaving only his arms around his neck, lowered his head and glanced at him, "No, my body has been fixed long ago, how could it become smaller?"

An Yang pressed his head against Xiaoqian's forehead and glanced down, and he was speechless: "I'm not talking about this."

But... it's really big and full.

Anyang couldn't help but split his hand from the hand that hugged Comrade Xiaoqian's slim waist, and grabbed a full ball: "I said why are you getting more and more girlish? It's true."

Comrade Xiaoqian reacted at this time, and couldn't help but cover her face with a blush on her face. She slapped her hand raging on her breasts with a slap: "It's not your fault, I didn't think so much before! Who made you not serious every time, touch it every time!"

"This is a video I saw online. Those girls reunite with their boyfriends in the video, and they jumped up and hugged them like this. I think it's good, so I want to try it."

"Anyway... I'm just blaming you!"

"Okay, okay, blame me, blame me." An Yang was so helpless. He then carried her to the sofa and let her sit on his lap, and immediately started to get up and down again.

"Stop making trouble, it's going on in broad daylight!"

"This is easy!" An Yang waved his hand, and the curtains were pulled up with a whisper. "Okay, it's already dark."

"No, I refuse." Comrade Xiaoqian insisted arrogantly, but her voice was much weaker than before, and she could not refuse Anyang at all, so she had to passively bear it.

Within a few minutes, she was panting.

Bedroom, after the storm.

Comrade Xiaoqian lay side by side with him, covered her plump and white chest with a thin quilt, and said angrily: "You, do you only know how to do things all day long?"

Anyang let her point her fingers on her head, turned her head to see the spring light she leaked out, and smiled and didn't say anything.

After a while, he looked at it with his cell phone.

"My parents told me to go home!"

"My husband should go back." Comrade Xiaoqian turned sideways and next to him, and then next to him, "How long has it been since the last time I went back."

"My mother asked me to go back with you and asked me to bring Xiaochan with me. It seems that they liked that little fox very much."

"The vixen is pleasing everywhere." Comrade Xiaoqian paused for a moment and said, "Go back, go back. It just happened to be the first anniversary of the establishment of the An Group in a few days. If you don't go back these days, you will be busy again, and you won't have time at that time."

"Is An's first anniversary so soon..."

"yes."

Comrade Xiaoqian tweaked her long hair, which was particularly attractive.

Anyang stopped talking.

In a blink of an eye, the An Group has been established for a year.

Although the establishment of the An Group is not the same as his beginning of time and space shuttle, it can be regarded as one of his initial careers. During this year, he spent many days and nights in different worlds, and whenever he thinks about the passage of time, it is still worth sighing.

Especially looking back at the paths that have grown with time.

Anyang raised his hand from under Bo Quilt and looked at it.

There is no trace of aging.

This is obviously because the effect of practicing various systems is wrong, and perhaps the effect of the demon body must be added.

Comrade Xiaoqian was originally lying on his chest and raised his eyes to look up. He could see his thoughts at a glance. He couldn't help but laugh, turned over and reached out to the bedside table to groping for something.

The thin quilt was pulled apart by her movements, revealing her snow-white and smooth back curves, and her spine showed thin marks.

In just a moment, she took a mirror like a teasing and handed it to Anyang: "Let's take a look."

An Yang smiled helplessly, but did not take the mirror. Instead, he turned his head and looked carefully at the mirror in her hand.

His face has changed a little, which is better than before. The lines are clearer, making the outline more three-dimensional. The most important is the calm temperament between his eyebrows and the more calm and deep and moving eyes that are more unstoppable than ordinary people, seemingly have the feeling of sucking a person's soul in.

So even if it is not very handsome, it has an attractiveness. After watching it for a long time, it will make people think that "this guy is also pretty good-looking."

In layman's terms, it's just attractive.

And if we want to investigate the traces of time, this is all given to him by the precipitation of time and scriptures. As for vicissitudes or wrinkles, they cannot be seen on his face.

If someone else saw him at first glance, he would never regard him as a twenty-four-year-old young man. However, when it comes to age, no one would say that he was over twenty-four or five years old.

Because he looks young, but his temperament is quite shallow.

Anyang looked at it two or three more times, but there was still no sign of aging. Even if he matured, he was only in his expression.

People who practice Taoism in the world of China can live at least over 100 years, and the powerful people of China can live for 200 years. Most people will not grow old until the last twenty or thirty years. If they are so young, they will have nearly four hundred years of cultivation, and at least four or five hundred years of life, almost breaking the record of the world of China.

Now there is an additional bonus for "The Legend of Shushan".

The Arcane Wizard lives longer, and takes thousands of years to plan.

I don’t know how long the demons in the world of "Painted Skin" can live, but as long as the scholars in the place of origin have enough strength, they may not be able to break through the eternal barrier and live longer than the world!

So how long does Anyang Energy live...

He doesn't know.

He only knew that if he did not commit suicide, he would probably live until he didn't want to live. And if he did not have a long-term and fulfilling belief in this process, he would go crazy.

No one can endure the immortal loneliness.

Fortunately, he has someone to accompany him.

If you think about it carefully, the reason why the cultivators in the world of China do not have long lifespan is probably because of the eye limitations caused by the cultivation environment and no other internal and external pressures, so they only focus on their own inner cultivation and growth, and lack a lofty goal. The practitioners' metabolism of the old and new is too fast.

Generally, in a natural world like this, there is a cause or inducement of any situation, and it will not be for no reason.

For example, academics in the place of origin have a long lifespan because most of them will try to improve their lifespan to adapt to the extremely long-term academic research or conquest and development of other planes, and there are many methods.

For example, biotechnology, blood transplantation...

For example, working hard on the technique...

For example rune technology...

Soul technology…

And so on.

In the long run, with generations of development, these technologies have been integrated into the system and completely become part of the mysterious civilization. Any academic will have a long lifespan.

Just as he was thinking about it, Comrade Xiaoqian suddenly pulled away the mirror and said, "Okay, okay, beautiful, young and handsome, okay?"

Anyang couldn't help laughing and stretched out a hand to hold her.

"Stop messing around, let's see, tomorrow is Saturday, the students are on holiday on Saturday, and uncles and aunts don't go to work either."

"Yeah, Saturday."

"Call Miss Vivi?"

"I'll ask her."

At night, I still have dinner in the living room.

After living in modern life, the other two of the three female fairies, except for the little fox, have no ability to take care of themselves.

Anyang told them to take Xiaochan back to Yancheng tomorrow and find two trustworthy people to be responsible for cooking for them.

His laboratory has also been repaired when he comes back this time.

Anyang went to the back mountain to take a look. Overall, it was designed according to his wishes. The plan was very simple, but it was just as sound insulation and sturdy as possible.

He also needs to transform the laboratory. Special processes should be used to isolate the places where energy radiation should be isolated, and mysterious words should be introduced. He needs to operate the impedance characteristics, research environment, which civilization and equipment should be equipped, and setting up and summoning certain creatures as assistants.

Anyang made some of it overnight, and there was still some that had to wait until he came back from Yancheng before continuing.

After breakfast the next day, they set off.

The rabbit spirit originally wanted to follow her, but Anyang brought Xiaochan. Due to the tyranny of this little fox, the "simple and kind" rabbit spirit did not dare to make rash things in front of her.

Sitting in the car, Comrade Xiaoqian was still teasing and saying, would the two small animals starve to death in the past two days?

Xiaochan sat alone in the back seat and didn't dare to speak.

Not long after, they arrived in Yancheng.

This is not the first time Anyang and Xiaoqian have returned to their hometown together, but it is the first time they have returned to their hometown openly.

Anyang took Xiaochan back once.

The old school community is very clean, and the extremely lush elm trees in the community are bathed in the morning sun. Such communities like this are particularly sensible.

The car slowly drove in and parked downstairs.

Anyang hooked his hand and let Xiaochan come forward. Regardless of whether she wanted it or not, he grabbed her small hand with one hand, held Comrade Xiaoqian with the other, and walked towards the entrance of the corridor.

Fortunately, Xiaochan is small, otherwise she would have been a little squeezed.
Chapter completed!