Chapter 138: Even a Little Less Plucking is a Loss

The Tokyo Dome finally waited for an unprecedented event in history.

From the morning, there was an endless stream of people flowing toward Bunkyo Ward, gathering into a river around the Dome. In the aerial footage of NHK TV, the crowd was like ants on a pilgrimage, congested at every entrance.

Fang Xinghe was setting his makeup backstage and could still vaguely hear the roar outside. Wang Chali walked into the lounge, sweating profusely, muttering: "Crazy, crazy..."

Upon hearing Chen Jun's words, the boss's eyes immediately lit up, and endless excitement flashed within them.

Lin Pingzhi looked greedily at the two peaks that were mountains from afar and peaks from the side, suppressing the evil thoughts in his heart.

However, this answer was beyond her expectations. She thought Xiao Feng would roll his eyes at her as usual and then refuse. She didn't expect him to refuse so decisively this time.

Although there were many things downloaded on the phone, the one Qian Ge really liked to play, or rather, had played a few times, was this "King of Glory."

After all, Su Ze's body strength was at least the Glazed Holy Body, so the healing ability within it was naturally very powerful.

Zhu Lan watched Yun Anbang hesitate for a long time without saying any result, and immediately made the decision herself.

But when Lin Pingzhi swung his sword, the Canglang Sword happened to appear on the blade of the Xiao Zhong Jian.

Xiao Feng's tone was very cold. Such a person was not worthy of his sympathy or pity; leaving him alone would only be a cancer.

Besides, even if such a hexagonal crystal could really absorb energy from the outside world, Su Ze might not use it as a weapon.

Qiu Zhuodong was driving, almost amused by Liang Xiaohui's clever and witty answer. He suppressed the urge to laugh out loud, continued driving, and slowed down the speed to let this conversation be thorough.

Drinking at night, the Prince of Dingbei was very excited to tell them about his experiences on the battlefield when he was young. When he got excited, he would even start dancing with his sword.

Seeing that the two had been sitting under the pavilion for quite a while, Lin Chuxia got up, thinking of going back, and Shen Mingle naturally followed behind her.

The onlookers didn't dare to breathe throughout the whole process, just watching the movements in Qin Huan's hands continue. The silk cloth wrapped around his eyes was also removed layer by layer and fell to the ground. Everyone couldn't help but stare blankly.

Qingxin Residence was already remote. After everyone thought she was dead, this place was considered abandoned and became a real cold palace. The grass on the walls of Qingxin Residence grew to the height of a person. Li Yuanhao looked at this scene, his heart aching.

Speaking of this, Xuan Che finally relaxed. I don't know if it was because he knew about Ding Jiuxi being proposed to and was happy that it ended in a lose-lose situation where no one could get Ding Jiuxi, or if he was really just happy that the matter was left unsettled.

After sending Mu Susu away, the two went to class; they couldn't delay the students' lessons because of this matter.

Her complexion was sallow, she didn't say a word, her whole body was snow-white, and her eyes carried a fierce spirit. She fastened Feng Shang to her waist, wearing military uniform inside and mourning clothes outside.

Chu Xi tapped his fingers on the table. Zhuzi was almost born for special forces; if he were to change professions, he definitely wouldn't be able to stand it.

After Li Yuanhao returned from the palace banquet, his mind was full of her shadow. Without a word, he came to her palace. Who knew there was no shadow of her in the palace. Li Yuanhao was worried that something had happened to her and sent guards and palace servants to look for her. But the palace servants and guards had already returned, yet they never saw her figure.

Tong Jing nodded. "I really don't think I'm suitable for Beijing..." She lowered her eyes and said faintly.

Then, Tong Jing's face was swollen on one side, and bright red nosebleed slowly flowed from one nostril.

Tong Jing hurriedly covered her mouth with both hands, pulled the chair, opened the door, and ran straight to the bathroom. She had experienced this nausea once. She remembered that when she was pregnant for the first time, it was almost this reaction. ===== CHAPTER 140 =====