Playful Concubine Le

Chapter 368 Who Says I'm Not Good For Him!
The head of the hall.

A tall and handsome figure stepped out from the junction of light and shadow without haste.

Bei Mingying wore a black brocade robe with gold and dragon patterns drawn in silver silk, her purple eyes were deep and deep, like a bottomless cold pool for thousands of years, the sleeves of the robe fluttered as she walked, and the clothes like light clouds flowed with the clouds, hunting like the wind .

Because of his stepping into the bright hall, it seemed that a round of scorching sun was poured into it, instantly dazzling the surroundings so that people dare not look directly at them.

"Your Majesty." Everyone bowed in unison.

Looking up, he was surprised to find that beside the emperor, there was an extra girl.

The girl's starry eyes are bright and shining, her brows are affectionate, and her appearance is beautiful. She is wearing a fire-phoenix robe with a silver silk and a gold-bottomed bottom, which complements Bei Mingying's body like one.
One of them is petite, the other is tall, the other is cold and beautiful, and the other is domineering and arrogant. Standing hand in hand, they are like a pair made in heaven.

This is the girl that Dijun brought back?
The crowd was astonished.

It was the first time for them to see Jun Yunqing's true face, and at this moment, they only felt that the other party was not inferior in the slightest when standing in front of the emperor, and was not at all overshadowed by the brilliance of the emperor, on the contrary, he was evenly matched with him!
Is this the aura that a Xuanhou Jingxuan can have?

"Ah!" A few small exclamations came from somewhere at the end of the banquet. Nangong Yun covered her lips with her sleeves and looked at the scene at the top of the hall, both shocked and delighted.

This little girl!No wonder when asked where she lived she refused to tell with a mysterious face!What else to say, you will know soon!
Sure enough, fast enough!
Unexpectedly, she is the one brought back by the king!
At the same time, Yan Wu and Ling Feng looked at Jun Yunqing standing next to Bei Mingying in other parts of the banquet, and they were also shocked.

Especially the former, he couldn't contain his panic.

She showed her true nature in front of Jun Yunqing, and the latter got so close to Nangong Yun, would she...

Yan Wu tightened the sleeves of her robe.

Bei Mingying's eyes were indifferent, and after scanning His Royal Highness around, he went straight to the high dragon seat.

The tall and stalwart figure almost filled the wide dragon seat.

The handsome god king sat on his throne, leaned slightly, his deep and gloomy eyes fixed on the girl's petite figure, and slowly stretched out a hand forward.

With well-defined joints, big white and slender hands stretched out in mid-air, Bei Mingying's thin lips parted slightly, and her voice was low, calling out, "Qingqing."

Jun Yunqing was thinking about where her seat was below, when she heard the voice and turned her head, she saw the man's outstretched hand in mid-air.

She blinked her eyes, met his abyss-like gaze, and heard gasps from below, and suddenly the corners of her lips curled up, walked over, stretched out her delicate catkins, and placed them on the ground. on those big palms.

"Hiss!" The sound of gasping was louder.

The smile on Jun Yunqing's lips became brighter and brighter.

If he dared to give her glory, could it be that she didn't dare to accept it?

Why not the favor her man gave her?
The moment she touched the girl's catkin, Bei Mingying suddenly laughed, and with a tight palm, she pulled her to sit beside her.

Such a scene is undoubtedly announcing Jun Yunqing's identity, to sit and sit with him!
This is the treatment only available to the queen.

As soon as Jun Shang brought this woman back, he actually identified her identity?
Everyone in His Highness was shocked.

Princess Ningwei pressed her hands on the couch made of red wood in Tianshan Mountain, the jealousy in her heart spread like wildfire, and almost crushed it to pieces!If it weren't for Mrs. Fu holding her by the side, she might have rushed out.

"Your Majesty, this cannot be done!" A sudden voice came from His Highness.

The smile on Bei Mingying's face faded, and Shen Mou looked down.

"Why not?" He said coldly, icy cold.

Everyone looked at the person who spoke, but it was Mo Dinglin, one of the Eight Great Emperors, the head of the Mo family.

The Mo family is a long-established family in Tianque City. Mo Dinglin's cultivation level is average among the Eight Great Emperors, but his character is extremely stubborn and stubborn, focusing on tradition.

Facing Bei Mingying's cold eyes, he did not back down at all, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty is the Lord of my Eastern Heaven Realm, his majesty is mighty, his power is turbulent, and the position next to you can only be placed behind you." sit!"

As he spoke, his eyes flicked to Jun Yunqing, with faint disdain, he said decisively: "Although this woman has a good appearance and temperament, her cultivation is low, and she cannot be a queen, and she is not enough to match you! Please think twice, my lord. !"

Hearing this, Bei Mingying's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the deep and cold purple instantly turned into bloodthirsty crimson.

The tall and handsome god king instantly became the emperor of Shura Purgatory. He slapped the handrail of the dragon's head fiercely, and the violent and terrifying aura permeated his body in an instant, and it was about to burst out in a second.

Sensing the sudden terrifying aura in the hall, Mo Dinglin raised his head with a dissatisfied expression on his face.

"Aying." A soft little hand covered the back of Bei Mingying's hand, and pressed it lightly.

"He insulted you." The man's voice seemed to be coming from the boundless prison, with bloodthirsty and violent breath, cold and biting.

Jun Yunqing caressed the back of his hand to soothe the man's violent emotions, then his eyes turned, and he looked down at Mo Dinglin, with a slight smile on his lips, and said: "Patriarch Mo thinks that my cultivation is low and not worthy of you. superior?"

"Of course!" Mo Dinglin said resolutely, "Your Majesty is the lord of my Eastern Heaven Realm, and your cultivation is no more than Xuanhou Realm, how can you climb high?"

"Oh!" Jun Yunqing nodded, "Then let me ask Patriarch Mo, which is more important, a person's potential or strength?"

Mo Dinglin frowned, "What do you mean?"

Jun Yunqing didn't answer, but instead said: "A person who has cultivated for 500 years to become Emperor Xuan, and a person who has practiced for ten years to become Emperor Xuan, which Patriarch Mo thinks is more suitable for your lord?"

"Of course it's the one in the back." Mo Dinglin said without hesitation.

"That means Patriarch Mo thinks that potential is more important than strength?" Jun Yunqing asked.

"Of course." Mo Dinglin nodded.

Potential represents an infinite future!Peerless geniuses are naturally stronger than ordinary profound practitioners!

"Okay!" Jun Yunqing clapped her hands, she stood up suddenly, looked around, and said coldly, "I admit that I am only a ninth-rank Xuanhou, and I am nothing compared to everyone present! But , I haven’t practiced for a year yet!”

As soon as she said this, her eyes were sharp, and she looked directly at the people of His Highness: "Before this, I was just a cripple who was born with no veins! I want to ask, of all of you present, is there anyone who can, within a year, From a cripple who was born with no veins and can't cultivate, he was directly promoted to the ninth-rank peak Xuanhou?"

"If not, what qualifications do you have to look down on me and think that my cultivation base is low? If I can go from a useless person to a ninth-rank peak Xuanhou within a year, I will be sure to be promoted to Xuandi in a shorter period of time, and even surpass this. One realm! Why am I not worthy of him?"

She said with a cold smile, "Maybe your lord is not good enough for me at that time!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped for a while, but Bei Mingying laughed softly, wrapping one hand around the girl's slender waist, the violent blood all over his body softened into watery gentleness.

　It's out~~ahhaha~ I'm not late! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)