103 Seize the Initiative

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Song Ming’s gaze burned intensely, waves of dazzling red light reflecting off him as he stood like a war god amidst the towering flames. At that moment, the surrounding flames suddenly brightened and surged forward directly toward Song Ming, easing the immense pressure around him.
Even if he couldn’t bring down Li Fei in one fell swoop, he wouldn’t let Li Fei off easily. If this memorial could be properly prepared, perhaps it would cause the emperor to despise Li Fei, laying the groundwork for completely undermining him in the future.
Just as in the divination illusion of the Twenty-Eight Heavenly Starlight Array, we began feasting on beef and mutton. This time, however, I didn’t quarrel with Wu Sanniang. We each had our own concerns and quietly ate without incident.
Meanwhile, a vast surge of sinister yin energy, like rolling black clouds, released from the mountain of undead puppets, continuously poured toward the Rakshasa demon shadows.
Finding a viable combination was already a challenge; testing whether it met the scientists’ expectations required considerable effort and funding, and most attempts ended with the combination proving useless.
Especially the five domineering phrases, which sent chills down the spine and made the hairs on one’s body stand on end.
Two thunderous roars shattered the sky as two hundred-foot-tall cloud giants, wielding cloud weapons, charged fiercely toward Ouyang Nantian and the Xuanyuan Divine Emperor.
Thus, with the arrival of the Eastern Sea Blue in this world, the losses suffered by the Liberation Tower were the greatest, which explained why Nangong Xuan still held a grudge to this day.
The enraged Purple-Gold Lion paid no heed to Ouyang Mufeng’s words, mistaking them for a human trap and growing even more furious. Roaring continuously, it transformed into a streak of purple light and rushed toward Chu Yan atop the mountain.
However, as his gaze shifted and rested on a graceful figure, his eyes brightened with a strange light. Hua Ruotong nodded at Song Ming, signaling that he should first pay respects to Commander Lin Yuan.
Feng Yiheng was not perfectly eidetic, but often left a profound impression after just one glance at many things, which could be considered a form of photographic memory.
The man in the blue vest took a punch to the chest, producing several crisp cracking sounds on the spot—several ribs were clearly broken.
In the office was also Zhuang Qichen, who seemed unprepared for what he encountered. He froze momentarily before quietly leaving the office. He had long heard that the Xie family was displeased with Gu Nian, but never expected Madam Xie to openly disregard the minister’s dignity and resort to violence so readily.

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“Sorry, each serves their own master and fulfills their own duties,” Bing Niang said softly after a long silence.
This only increased her enthusiasm; after all, if it was already someone else’s possession, no matter how good the extracted stone was, she had lost it “at the crossroads.” But if the owner wished to sell, she could still make a purchase.
Madam Ma’s face darkened; she sensed something amiss but could not pinpoint the cause.
“No rush. I came this time to discuss using the city’s main security force to help me dispatch some men. That shouldn’t be a problem, right?” Gu He said.
She had tried to find him back then, but after hearing from Xiao Lang that he would be fine, she stopped searching.
After repeated clashes and probes, Ye Mo was certain the Dripping Water Elder’s injuries were more severe than he had initially imagined.
In her previous life, Tang Yun endured hardships silently; no one had ever allowed her to vent her emotions without restraint.
In the future, whatever Zheng An’s thoughts, raising her own hands would surely be done with more consideration, rather than the impatience she showed earlier, unable even to listen properly.
This made the classmates even more excited, almost eager to rush over and take photos! Fan Dongliang smiled warmly, took out his thermos, and looked at the others.
Bai Suzhen had cultivated for seventeen hundred years; although her cultivation weakened during pregnancy, her physical constitution remained superior to ordinary people, so the childbirth was not difficult. Shi Hui was still contemplating how to keep the midwife from entering, but before the midwife arrived, the child was already born.
Li Fengjiao thought of Yang Lin sitting high upon his throne, worshipped by all, while she, adorned in phoenix crown and ceremonial robes, sat beside him as empress. Li Fengjiao had always loved ancient clothing, hadn’t she? At this thought, her heart nearly leapt out of her chest.
“Brother, why did you call us here so urgently? Is there news about Consort Mengfei or the Imperial Guards?” Xiao Jingzhao asked in bafflement.
Learning martial arts was arduous; she had delayed long enough. Fortunately, her fundamentals were solid, and under her godmother’s guidance, though difficult, progress was gratifying. For Shen Bijun, Shi Hui’s request to shadow Hua Ruyu was a sign of trust and affirmation. As for the dangers at Doll Villa, Shen Bijun gave it little thought.

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Yet their sighs, surprise, doubt, envy, and jealousy were many and complex. Now, they had begun to normalize, knowing they could no longer look at Ye Qiu as before.
Those around were stunned by her words, then saw Zhou Yufei take a small step back and bow deeply at ninety degrees to everyone.
Not to mention seeing Yin Yi shine on stage—just hearing that Yin Yi had secured good resources drove Qu Xiaoxiao mad with jealousy.
Additionally, Son Heung-min and Chu Ge were outstanding young players, both key members of their respective teams.
At the very center of Lion Camel City stood a great cauldron boiling hot water. This was no ordinary vessel; even immortals risked losing their minds here.
This sudden decision made Xu Mo’s brow tighten; she looked at her with complicated eyes, as if pondering the motive behind this choice. Although this suburb was a drive from downtown, it wouldn’t affect her normal work.
Therefore, the only reason Guo Wentian suggested taking Bai Haochen away was to use him as bait to lure out Bai Jinghong. After all, compared to Bai Haochen, Bai Jinghong was far more important to them.
Especially after sensing that Xu Mo might be involved, she was eager to make amends for him here and also worried that Li Yang might one day learn the truth.
It was understandable: no matter how strong Lu Jiuqiao was, these people were beyond his control; no matter how weak Zhou Ziheng was, he held their fates in his hands.
I held the fork defensively, swinging it wildly like a madman, terrified by the monster’s terrifying appearance and unwilling to let it get close.
“Who are you?” Tang Zhaozong asked calmly, not panicking. He was at peace, having endured too much and accepted his fate. Whether they were Zhu Wen’s men or agents from other forces, he would not live long enough to deal with them.