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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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"..."

The faint whisper was so relaxed.

And in the rainstorm, standing about two or three yards from the Empress, Guan Qinghan's expression remained utterly calm, only her stunning face had turned a bit pale, obviously, the Empress's terrifying aura had still caused her an irrepressible impact.

Yet even so, her heart held no fear, and her gaze grew even more resolute as she took another step forward.

"Where, exactly, is he?"

Again, that icy voice cut through the storm, becoming layers of frost and snow, drifting into the Empress's ears.

The Empress furrowed her brows, her golden pupils piercing through the rain and wind.

"Are you questioning me? But I refuse to accept threats from anyone, including cultivators. It's the same for everyone."

"Step back now, and I will spare you this time, otherwise, your death is certain."

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