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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 419: Kneel Down, Take It in Your Mouth!

Within the White Jade Flyer, the mist was still undulating continuously.

Situ Danyue, originally brimming with confidence, had thought that she could easily take down her master and turn him into a Flesh Slave, to wantonly ravage at her whim.

However, the moment she stepped into the Flying Craft, she realized her grave mistake. In front of her master, she was still nothing more than an ant, still the insignificant little girl from before, so easily subdued by her master's casual move.

Moreover, her master was still as hypocritical and loathsome as before, speaking of deep master-disciple affection, promising to spare her, when in reality he had long been prepared to kill her. To be precise, perhaps even more profound torture awaited her.

Thus, she decided to strike first. No longer wanting to witness her master's hypocrisy, she forced her master to make a move, gripping her throat, gradually tightening his hold, wanting her master to strangle her to death with his own hands.