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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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751 Chs

Chapter 361: Getting the Husband Drunk, Sternly Administering Punishment Right in Front of Him!_2

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Everything had already been settled!

No matter how formidable the Demon Head was, he could not turn defeat into victory, that was beyond doubt.

Perhaps this fellow was just putting on a tough exterior while being completely panicked on the inside.

Yes, that must be it!

The confidence of the black-robed monk surged once again, feeling he had seen through everything.

And at that moment...

Hum hum hum!

Between the Gallery of Shili, a burst of autumn wind blew piercingly cold, so bone-chillingly frigid.

In his eyes, the Demon Empress spoke with an icy demeanor,

"The thing I hate most is those who deliberately provoke me, it's nothing but a challenge to my authority."

Her statement, though uttered lightly, resonated with power and was fraught with endless killing intent, overwhelming and spine-chilling.

It's coming!

The black-robed monk shuddered with excitement, looking smugly towards Fang Yang.