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My Female Disciples All Have Sinister Intentions

Fang Yang transmigrated to become the leader of a demonic cult, with his powers completely dissipated and his memory lost. All he inherited was a stack of diaries left by the previous demon lord. He discovered that the demon lord was a philanderer, with ex-lovers and admirers everywhere, each of whom harbored deep-seated hatred for him. In order to survive, he had no choice but to follow the diaries and pretend to be the demon lord, navigating relationships with numerous peerless beauties, trying to dispel their hatred. "Your Highness, the moon is exceptionally beautiful tonight, why don't we go out to enjoy it together?" The Princess of Zhen Nan: "?" "Empress, please be reserved. For the sake of the people of the world, let us part ways here." The Empress: "??" "My disciple, give up. It's impossible between us." Female disciple: "???" ... From then on, Fang Yang racked his brains and put on a full performance. He maneuvered among many women, striving to keep himself from being raped or killed by them. As the old saying goes, one woman is equivalent to five hundred crows. What about ten or twenty? Fang Yang, covering his ears that were nearly deafened by the noise, looked at the sensual and stunning beauties before him. He wanted to cry but had no tears...

Lady Qiao in Spring · Eastern
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Chapter 129: The Demonic Saintess: I Have Been Defiled by the Demon Lord (Please Subscribe)_1

This moment, Purple Moon Tower was silent for a brief period.

Indeed, to become the new leader of the demonic path, there was one person who was absolutely insurmountable.

That was the Blood Rain Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord had dominated the demonic path for many years.

Every time he was the sect leader and every time he managed to defeat the Body Sect.

His influence had already penetrated deeply into people's hearts, leaving a profound impression.

Like the white moonlight.

Without eclipsing the white moonlight, how could one become the cinnabar mole in the hearts of others?

For a time, the expressions of everyone present were cloudy and uncertain, but still, some eyes turned to Gong Yajun.

"Master Gong, what is your impression of that demon?"

"He is undoubtedly rich in evil Qi and possesses overwhelming power. I, the Pavilion Master, have nearly lost my life to him several times."

Gong Yajun bit her lip, speaking with a double meaning.