Hearing Yue Zhong's words, the handsome youth was taken aback.
6 of the pretty boys who were surrounding the handsome youth stepped forward and berated: "Impudent! This is the young master of the Rokujō Clan, His Highness Rokujō Mikuma. He will definitely become the Queen's consort in the future. You dare to be rude to him, are you tired of living? "
Just as the six beautiful youths finished speaking, Rokujō Mikuma's eyes revealed a hint of arrogance.
"Queen?"
The corners of Yue Zhong's mouth lifted slightly, before he looked at the handsome youths in the hall, and a premonition arose in his heart.
Yue Zhong probed, "Don't tell me you guys are the Queen's consorts?"
One of them shot Yue Zhong a condescending look, "Ignorant fellow, I don't know how an ugly man like you managed to get here. Everyone here is a consort of the Queen's harem. There are only 4 men who can truly become the Queen's consorts. The rest can only be consorts. The status of a consort is different from us men who can only be consorts in the future. "
Amongst the hundreds of handsome men in the hall, Yue Zhong did not stand out at all. In truth, he could be considered handsome among ordinary men, but compared to these handpicked men, his looks paled in comparison.
Yue Zhong looked at them and laughed lightly, "It's said that men aren't good people. When women come to power, they become the same as men."
Men and women were both living creatures, and had the same desire for the opposite sex. Ying Zheng's mother was a woman with over 3,000 suitors. The Empress Wu Zetian and Princess Ping Yang also had over 3,000 suitors. In the modern era, some of the rich and powerful women would also go out to keep gigolos. Otherwise, there would not be such an occupation.
However, when he thought about how the domineering and charming Luo Qing Qing had so many men, Yue Zhong felt a sense of regret. Although she was beautiful, with an otherworldly aura and charm, she was not his cup of tea.
One of the handsome youths had a change in expression, as he clenched his fists, his muscles tensing up, as he stared at Yue Zhong and stepped forward, "What did you say? Are you trying to insult the Queen? Looks like I'll have to teach you a lesson and let you learn the etiquette of the palace!! "
Yue Zhong looked at the handsome youth with disdain, before turning around and walking towards a chair: "You want to teach me a lesson with this kind of trash? Let's practice for another few hundred years. Sissy! "
The beautiful youth trembled when he heard Yue Zhong's words, and with a tap of his foot, he charged towards Yue Zhong with a speed 8 times that of a normal person, sending a fist flying towards Yue Zhong's head: "Watch my fist!!"
"Amazing! Zheng Edison is so fast. "
"That's amazing. He actually possessed the strength of a warrior! Too strong! "
"Not only is he good-looking, but he also possesses such great strength. It seems that he is also one of the strong competitors for the Princess! "
"…"
The beautiful youths in the hall looked at Zheng Guan Xi with a serious look in their eyes. Although these people were handsome, most of them only had a physique that was about twice that of an ordinary person. Zheng Edison's physical fitness was eight times that of an ordinary person's, so he could already be considered a great expert.
"You're too weak!"
Yue Zhong took the opportunity to sit on the chair, as he looked at Zheng Guan Xi who was charging towards him, and casually slapped Zheng Guan Xi on the chest.
Peng!
Following a loud sound, Zheng Guan Xi was sent flying viciously to the other side of the palace, as he spat out a mouthful of blood, and slumped to the ground.
Seeing this, the faces of the beautiful youths all fell, as they retreated a few steps, looking at Yue Zhong with fear. However, no one was willing to help Zheng Guan Xi.
Zheng Guan Xi had good looks, and was strong, and was a strong contender for the position of the Princess. Hence, none of the men were willing to help him. They would only be happy if Zheng Guan Xi died.
"Her Majesty the Queen has arrived!!"
Accompanied by a high-pitched female voice, two gorgeous and noble beauties strode into the palace under the protection of 16 awe-inspiring female warriors in cyan storm armor.
"Greetings, Her Majesty!"
The beautiful youths in the hall all knelt on the ground, lowered their heads, and their eyes flickered with anticipation and passion.
Only Yue Zhong was sitting at the side, watching this scene with great interest.
Under the protection of the 16 Storm Battle Warriors, the 2 peerless beauties directly sat on the 2 thrones.
Yue Zhong lifted his head to look at the 2 peerless beauties on the thrones, only to discover that one was the domineering Storm Queen, Luo Qing Qing, dressed in a cloak. Her features were cold, and she was filled with charm and confidence. The other was a gentle-looking beauty, dressed in a white fox fur coat. Her skin was as fair as snow, and her features were like a painting. She had an oval face, peach blossom eyes, and a petite figure. She exuded an enchanting aura.
At this time, Luo Qing Qing's sharp gaze landed on Yue Zhong's body. Wherever her gaze passed, Yue Zhong's skin would break out in goosebumps.
Just from Luo Qing Qing's gaze, Yue Zhong could feel the strength and strength of this woman. Her domineering aura and confidence surpassed even Yue Zhong's, "Strong! This woman is a genuine super expert! "
Before the apocalypse, Yue Zhong was just an ordinary university student. He had gone through countless battles, and struggled bitterly to get to where he was now. He had only been an overlord for a short year, and although he had nurtured some authority, he could not compare to Luo Qing Qing, who had been in charge of the Storm Valley for over a dozen years.
The beautiful girl sitting beside Luo Qing Qing also looked at Yue Zhong with her beautiful peach blossom eyes, revealing a curious glint.
Luo Qing Qing eyed Yue Zhong for a while, before turning to him with a sharp gaze, "You're the leader of the Vulture Tribe, Yue Zhong?"
Yue Zhong replied in a neither servile nor overbearing manner, "That's right! Luo Qing Qing, I'm Yue Zhong! "
"Yue Zhong!"
"Who's that?"
"… …"
A number of handsome men and pretty boys kneeling on the ground muttered in their hearts. They finally understood that the man on the throne was different from them.
Seated on her throne, Luo Qing Qing's eyes flashed with a sharp glint, as her body glowed with a green light. She sent a fist towards Yue Zhong with a sonic boom.
Following a loud explosion, a powerful shockwave blasted towards Yue Zhong, as though it wanted to blast him into pieces. Even a peak-Type 3 Divine Warrior would have to get up from his chair and dodge in a sorry state against such an attack.
In the hall, other than the six beautiful bears, the rest of the handsome men felt a huge pressure, almost making them unable to breathe.
Yue Zhong's eyes narrowed, and his right fist covered in Dark Dou Qi slammed into the incoming shockwave, dissipating it with a single punch.
After destroying Luo Qing Qing's fist with a single punch, Yue Zhong's eyes flashed with a solemn look, "Strong, in terms of strength, this woman is already a half-step Type 5 Divine Warrior, on the verge of breaking through at any time."
The corners of Luo Qing Qing's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a satisfied smile, "Not bad, to be able to receive my fist, seems like you're indeed a Type 4 Divine Warrior. Even if you're not Yue Zhong, you have the qualifications to sit in front of me. On account of your strength, you're qualified to be one of my concubines. You should work hard! "
Hearing Luo Qing Qing's words, many of the handsome men kneeling on the ground revealed looks of envy and jealousy. They had fought to the death just to obtain a position, while Yue Zhong had actually gotten a concubine the moment he arrived. Naturally, they were filled with jealousy.
Yue Zhong was taken aback, as he frowned, "Luo Qing Qing, I have no intentions of becoming your concubine. This time, I'm here in hopes of purchasing the prehistoric technology you have. "
Luo Qing Qing was indeed a peerless beauty, with a peerless face and an aura of absolute beauty, but Yue Zhong did not want to share her with a few hundred men.
When Luo Qing Qing heard that, her face turned dark, as her eyes flashed with rage, "Are you toying with me? This is the Hundred Herb Palace where I choose my concubines! Since you're willing to be my concubine, and now you're going back on your word, damn it!! "
Yue Zhong was taken aback, as he frowned, as a bad premonition arose, "Willing to be your concubine?"
"Audacious, you dare to make fun of Her Majesty!"
Right at this time, Ying Lan, who had been standing quietly beside Luo Qing Qing, wielded her Battle Spear, and with a tap of her foot, she charged towards Yue Zhong.
Under the enhancement of the Green Storm Battle Armor, Ying Lan had already broken through from her peak-Type 3 realm, reaching the Type 4 realm. The mysterious devil formation behind her flickered, as a strong gust of wind blew, causing her to look like a goddess of death.
"She really wants to kill me!"
Yue Zhong could feel the terrifying killing intent emanating from Ying Lan's body, and he raised his guard. He activated his [Shadow Steps], and with a twist of his body, his right fist covered in Dark Dou Qi shot towards Ying Lan's heart without the slightest bit of mercy.
Ying Lan was an expert with rich combat experience, and at that critical moment, she twisted her body, dodging Yue Zhong's sure-kill attack. However, Yue Zhong's fist had also slammed into her body, sending her flying into a wall, as she spat out a mouthful of blood.
Luo Qing Qing, who was sitting on the throne, had an incomparably furious glint in her eyes. She suddenly disappeared from the throne. "How dare you! You dare to harm my people in my Imperial City! He deserves the death penalty!! " If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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