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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 154: The Second Disciple Conspires Against the Demon Lord, The Princess Travels Miles to Catch the Traitor!_2

Only then could my own consort rest well.

Seeing Ling'er scurry back and forth, becoming like a spinning top, she clearly hadn't listened to a word I said.

Han Lingxuan was instantly annoyed, clenching her silver teeth so hard they were nearly crushed to bits.

She knew all too well that because of her previous actions feeding herself to the demon multiple times, she had lost the trust of her own maid.

But she didn't care at all.

Her previous failures were purely due to her lack of practice, but now, she had mastered the divine techniques, while the Demon Lord was indulging in pleasure day and night.

The distance between them had been getting smaller and smaller, and no matter what, she had to kill that scumbag.