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Chapter 1765 The Dragon family is passed down from generation to generation!

"Ouyang Zheng, what were you saying just now? Say it again?" Long Yumeng glared at Ouyang Zheng angrily, waiting for his answer.?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

However, she seemed to be listening to something just now? No matter how she thought about it, Long Yumeng couldn't think of it. Ouyang Zheng said the word "天" very lightly.

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Ouyang Zheng spread his hands left and right, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "It's nothing, I won't fall in love with a woman like you anyway!"

Ouyang Zheng glared at Long Yumeng with a look of slashing face and said, "I have something to do, so I won't bother you. But, please tell me that boy, Ouyang Zheng, I, will not let him go, I must tell you!"

Ouyang Zheng said this and turned around and walked out of the villa. Long Yumeng looked at the boy's back, but a hint of worry appeared on his face, and he was afraid that this boy would take revenge on Ling Jie.

Alas, why am I so selfish? How could I come up with such a bad move! Alas, isn’t this harmful to Ling Jie? Thinking of this, Long Yumeng felt very regretful.

She knew that she should be wrong in doing this. But what could she do? Let it go!

Ling Jie just helped Master Long sit down on the chair in the study room, Master Long said, "Young man, tell me the truth, are you a martial arts practitioner? Or are you a monk?"

Master Long threw the crutch in his hand aside, and his wrinkled old face looked at Ling Jie with an expectant face. Just now, Master Long thought about it carefully and said that this kid should not be simple!

What surprised Master Long even more was that he could not see Ling Jie's cultivation level, which was the key to calling Ling Jie aside for a private chat.

Ling Jie knew what Master Long wanted to ask, and immediately said, "Mr. Long, I'm not a martial arts practitioner, I'm just a small cultivator. And I just looked at your physical condition. I'm very curious about how a cultivation level like you can have such a physical meridian?"

Ling Jie's face suddenly condensed, as if he was thinking about something. Since the old man was straightforward, it would be meaningless if he kept Ling Jie hiding it. Ling Jie knew everything. When should he say it and when should he not say it, Ling Jie knew better than anyone else.

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"I'm right, you're such a cultivator!" Master Long pinched his beard and said, "Young man, I like your honesty very much. However, if you want to be my son-in-law of the Long family, you have to withstand my test! Besides, there are many women around you, why do you still take on our Yumeng..."

Master Long was a little worried. He could find out Ling Jie's identity clearly, how many women were around him, etc. Moreover, the Long family has always been a single pass, which has been passed down for thousands of years.

It is said that the Long family was an ancient martial arts family thousands of years ago. To this day, the Long family has been passed down from generation to generation, which means that only one descendant of the Long family can give birth to one. Once a daughter is born, he cannot give birth to a man. This is the inheritance of the Long family's single-handedness from generation to generation.

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Ling Jie just smiled and said, "Master Long, why can't I understand what you mean? Moreover, why can't I like Yumeng? Let me tell you?"
Chapter completed!
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