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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 62: The Most Delicious Thing in the World (Please Follow)

The Sword Listening Institute, the wind soughing mournfully.

Whimpers and whines, like the voice of orioles and nightingales, wafted through the bamboo grove.

Ye Qinghong's gaze was blurred, her originally icy eyes now seemed to have turned into spring waters.

They rippled, boiled...

Causing her lovely face to flush red, almost dripping with allure,

as the vast clouds of rosy twilight blossomed upon her skin.

"To the hot springs!"

"To the hot springs!"

In her mind, there was only this one idea.

She believed the Heart Demon had fully erupted.

Desiring to leverage the spring water, along with the Qingying Sword, to directly extinguish the Heart Demon!

But in the end, she realized she didn't even have the strength to stand up, much less make her way to the hot springs in the back mountain.

Humming, humming, humming!

Humming, humming, humming!

The Qingying Sword felt its master's abnormal state and trembled continuously, hovering and revolving around Ye Qinghong.