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The Demon King's Wife is the Heaven's Strongest [BL]

A love story hidden in the depths of despair and forsaken memories… Lai Mingjie is a hot and well-sought bachelor in the city, the sole heir of one of the country's most powerful and influential men. However, he has a secret: he used to be the most prolific demon king in history! In his plight of trying to end his suffering, he runs into the amnesiac Xu Rouguang. This man cannot remember anything else about his life... but that he loves Lai Mingjie. Who would have thought that this man is actually the demon king's wife... and executioner?! With the promises of freedom and a new life together, the two of them works on recovering whatever they can to rebuild the destiny that they have placed onto themselves—and what they have shattered all the same. How strong can they be in their crossed paths filled with pain, death, and separation… now that they are together again? [Disclaimer and Warnings:] This story is a work of fiction, and similarities to any living or dead person are purely coincidental. May contain triggers. Chapters will become locked when you reach Chapter 68. Please don't tell me you weren't warned. Follow me on IG @droopdroopghost and on Facebook (droopyghostofficial) Cover art is by reialdark66 (pixiv)

droopyghost · LGBT+
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646 Chs

Young Lady, May I Know Your Name?

As he said this, all of them stopped abruptly. Another demon god had risen? How did it rise four months later than the rest? Moreover, it was more powerful? It was even capable of destroying the abyssal shield that the Netherworld City could give them? Surely, there must be a reason for this, no?

They all glared at the master god from the Qinglong Clan, and Ruan made him repeat what he just said: "Xiang, are you telling me that the demon gods had…?"

"It's inevitable. My clan had been holding the demon gods down for a long time. If we don't get the King to defeat them or even just give us power, we won't be able to hold them in the city." Xiang made a sour face and a dark expression at the same time. He didn't care about the derisive looks on the faces of the other master gods. "Ruan, we have to drag the King back down here, whether he's ready or not."