After Kang Chao left, Zhang Yuanjian was late, so he cleaned up, washed up and went to bed.

There was nothing to say all night, and when Zhang Yuan opened his eyes again, the sky outside was still a little dim.

Zhang Yuan looked at his phone and said that at half past six, it was not bad at all.

"Oh." Zhang Yuan sighed. According to memory, his predecessor should get up and practice martial arts now. However, because of time travel, Zhang Yuan's body's martial arts are successful. According to the old man, he doesn't need to practice frequently after his martial arts is successful. After all, things will turn back.

Just follow the health-preserving moves, practicing four or five times a month is enough to maintain the state of martial arts.

The body's biological clock woke Zhang Yuan up. At this time, even if Zhang Yuan wanted to sleep, he could not fall asleep.

He simply got up.

Put on my shoes and went to the bathroom, walked to the mirror. Since I was not wearing any clothes in the morning, my naked upper body was directly introduced into Zhang Yuan's eyes through the mirror.

Zhang Yuan's long hair in the mirror is shawl, and his eight-pack abs are tightly clasped on Zhang Yuan like steel plates. His strong figure is not exaggerated, it is very solid and beautiful.

With a slight force of his arms, his biceps bulged like a small hill. With wheat-colored skin and Zhang Yuan's handsome appearance, a scene that looked like a scroll appeared.

"It looks good." Zhang Yuan laughed and secretly narcissistic. Even though Zhang Yuan didn't care about a man's appearance, he couldn't help feeling a little satisfied at this time.

He was not too addicted to his beauty. After he couldn't sleep, he could only wash his face first, have a toothbrush, comb his hair, and then tied up his long hair with a hairband.

This hair looks good.

After putting on his clothes, Zhang Yuan went out.

Because I really can't sleep and it's boring to lie down and play with my phone, Zhang Yuan was going to run and practice morning. Although the old man also said that after the boxing skills are perfect, morning jogging is scientifically certified and is recognized as good for the body in the world.

After leaving the yard door, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but take a deep breath. Unlike his previous life, the air in the capital of the Celestial Dynasty was much better than in his previous life. Towering trees that were more than a hundred years old were everywhere, and people's protection of the environment was almost harsh.

Here, the personal quality of citizens of every Celestial Empire is extremely high.

With his boots stomping on the ground, Zhang Yuan looked at the crowds back and forth on the road. There were not many people on the road. The capital of the Celestial Empire here seemed to be as good as in his previous life. It was just at five or six in the morning, pedestrians on the subway would be covered with the streets.

Since the pressure on houses is not that great and the government’s subsidy policy is also done very well, it is obvious that the happiness index of Celestial citizens in this world ranks first in the world.

After walking for a while, Zhang Yuan passed by the entrance of a small park and did not do any warm-up moves. Zhang Yuan started running directly.

Feeling the scenery on both sides constantly retreating with the efforts of his legs, Zhang Yuantou felt the happiness after traveling through time.

His speed is not slow. If he had the speed of his body in his previous life, he would not be able to run for at most for one minute. But now, Zhang Yuan obviously felt that his breathing was evenly in and out at a mysterious frequency while running, with a long breath without a trace of fatigue.

As he continued running, Zhang Yuan's eyes became brighter and brighter. After estimating, he had already run away at this speed by nearly half a stick of incense, but he did not feel tired at all, his thighs were not sore at all, and his breathing was still stable.

Slowly, Zhang Yuan's speed slowed down. He felt his heart beating vigorously and the feeling of a slight heat on his body. Slowly, until after stopping, Zhang Yuan took a deep breath.

"Snooze~" Squinted, Zhang Yuan's face showed a facial expression of enjoyment, "Comfortable~"

Zhang Yuan couldn't help but moan, the strength brought by his body really makes people feel happy physically and mentally.

After turning his body a few times, Zhang Yuan slowly sang a set of "Three Cannon Fist" for health admissions. When he was fighting, he obviously felt that his body was more in line with this set of boxing than in his previous memory.

In about five minutes, Zhang Yuan finished work.

At this time, more and more people were in the park, and old men and women were everywhere, and there were also some young people running.

Zhang Yuan looked at the watch and it was past seven o'clock, so he put his phone back in his pocket. Zhang Yuan was about to go home.

"Brother Yuan?"

A sound like an oriole came from behind Zhang Yuan.

Just listening to the sound, a young and beautiful girl appeared in Zhang Yuan's heart.

Qiao Linglong, the girl from Qiao Hansheng's family, is one year younger than Zhang Yuan and is currently studying for a sophomore in Beijing University.

Zhang Yuan turned around and found a pretty beautiful figure standing there beckoning him under a tree not far away.

"Didn't you study in the school today?" Zhang Yuan walked, smiling at Qiao Linglong in front of him. After getting closer, the girl's face in front of him became clearer and clearer.

The tall and straight nipples, a cherry-like small mouth, and the eyebrows are curved willow-leaf eyebrows. Two big gem-like eyes are embedded between the tall and straight nipples and eyebrows.

I can't tell my figure, after all, I'm wearing a loose training suit, but my height is 1.75 meters tall. My legs are really long.

In my memory, Zhang Yuanlai has been with Uncle Qiao for three years and has gotten along very well with the girl in front of me.

When my predecessor first came, the girl was in her second year of high school and had a heavy study task in high school. She didn't get along very much at that time. Since she went to college, she has plenty of time. This girl often asked Zhang Yuan for advice."

That's right, Qiao Linglong is indeed Qiao Hansheng's biological daughter, and she is famous for her love to fight.

He is the 21st generation descendant of the serious Yue Family's slap.

Her father Qiao Hansheng is the 20th generation.

"You won't act stupid, are you? Today is Saturday, the school is on holiday." Qiao Linglong rolled her eyes. She was very close to Zhang Yuan, and the two of them often talked. Qiao Linglong is outgoing and doesn't maintain her image in front of Zhang Yuan after a while.

"Oh." Zhang Yuan nodded. After all, he was a fake traveler who traveled through time. Although he inherited his memory, he was another person after all, so he was still a little restrained about Qiao Linglong in front of him.

"Get out for morning exercise?" Zhang Yuan asked casually nonsense.

"Isn't this my father screaming?" Qiao Linglong said this and her eyes complained a little, "I don't know what kind of wind my father was sucking. She knocked on the door early in the morning and asked me to get up to practice martial arts. She said that people as big as me could knock him down. If I don't work hard, I'll be useless."

"Uh." Zhang Yuan didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Do you know who it is? When did we have such a master here? Can I beat my father at the age of mine? Yesterday I went home and saw my father applying medicine. What a big piece of flesh on his shoulders." Qiao Linglong asked Zhang Yuan with curious expressions. She was older than others since she was a child.
Chapter completed!