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975. Chapter 975 This is my profession, not my specialty 1

Zhang Qingling is really capable. After struggling for two hours, he finally solved the head-lowering technique. If it were other head-lowering techniques, he might not be able to do anything about it, but this high-level head-lowering technique couldn't stop him.

After reaching a high level, many things are basically the same. It mainly depends on who is the most powerful.

"Okay!" Zhang Qingling packed up his things, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and turned to look at the worried young apprentice, "Do you understand?"

Ranran looked at it very carefully, but there were still many things she didn't understand, but now was not the time to ask, "Master, when will Meimei wake up?"

"Come on! Leave someone here to guard her!" After Zhang Qingling finished speaking, he took the things out of the door, came to the living room, and faced Ao Zhen's cold eyes and the weird cat.

It was caught in the hand.

The big fat cat's body trembled suddenly, and he wanted to run away reflexively, "Be good, I won't move you!"

With one word, the big fat cat stopped his thoughts of running away. He stayed beside Zhang Qingling in fear, looking towards Ran Ran's room from time to time, hoping that Ran Ran would come out to rescue him soon. Unfortunately, Ran Ran felt very sad.

I believe that Zhang Qingling will never think about this at all.

"Is there anyone else at home?"

Ao Zhen definitely didn't think anything about it when others asked him. When Zhang Qingling asked him, he naturally thought more about it, "Mother."

"Your old man has a good background, right?" What Zhang Qingling said was not a question, but an affirmative.

Although Ao Zhen said he looked down on Zhang Qingling, he couldn't help but admit that this man was Master Ran Ran. Respecting teachers is a rule that has been passed down since the prehistoric times.

"How can you see that?" Ao Zhen raised his eyebrows and made a detour.

Zhang Qingling met Ao Zhen's eyes and spoke slowly, "Although I am not as powerful as my ancestors, some abilities are given by God. This excessive preference has given me a life skill. You have a good background, so you naturally know it.

Humans and monsters have different paths, and there has never been a good legend for thousands of years."

Ao Zhen naturally understands, but some people just meet them when they meet them, so what if they break the rules?

He looked at Zhang Qingling rebelliously, "Who set the rules? Those old guys can't get it, why should we lose this qualification too?"

What he dislikes the most is the rules of conduct. This harmful rule has harmed countless people in the world.

"It's wrong to say this. If there were no such rules, there would be no square in the world. Wouldn't everyone be in chaos? You have been living with Ran Ran for a long time, why can't you understand the existence of these rules?

What's the meaning?" Zhang Qingling's words were provocative. For the sake of Ran Ran's recovery, he had to understand that girl.

The golden light suddenly appeared in the black eyes, and the coldness made people shudder. Zhang Qingling's eyes also flashed with cold light, and he faced Ao Zhen without showing any weakness.

The two men exuded a cold aura and faced each other without giving in.

"I'm familiar with the person who sets the rules!" He's familiar with that person's blood. He can give up everything for Ran Ran, and he can also overthrow everything.

"The law of heaven cannot be violated!" Zhang Qingling's eyes were full of coldness, as if he was about to take action without knowing why.

Ao Zhen sneered, "The way of heaven? Dare I ask what the way of heaven is?"
Chapter completed!
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