Lady Qiao in Spring

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...

My Female Disciples All Have Sinister Intentions

However, just as she was on the verge of despair, an indifferent voice sounded by her ear.


"Rest assured, as your teacher, I have said that I can save you, and I definitely will. I won't let you suffer any harm."


Hua Lianyue was slightly startled, still somewhat confused, but then she saw her master's large hand gently wrap around her waist, suddenly pulling her up from the bed and into his embrace.


Time and again, his fingers pointed out, tracing trajectories in the air.


Each time accurately targeting her acupoints.


Only, these acupoints were quite peculiar, and their locations quite embarrassing, including the perineum point, the Heavenly Pond point, the Central Nipple point...


At the moment her master's fingers touched her body, her cheeks instantly flushed with a brilliant red, as if about to drip blood, looking as embarrassed as one could possibly be, almost wishing she could crawl into a crack in the ground.


Chapter 254: Wedding Night, Disciples Watching the Battle?_2