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In this day, Zhaoyang was in an especially bad mood. Originally, she had wanted to look for the Demon God, but she didn't expect that before the Demon God had even seen him, she had first run into one of his trusted aides by his side.

His trusted aide looked at him with a face full of contempt and stopped him in his tracks, saying, "What, do the traitors of the Celestial Immortal Manor still want to call us great demon gods? You don't even have to look at your own appearance to not be afraid of dirtying the eyes of our demon gods. "

The Zhaoyang frowned, the fingers under her robes had already been clenched tightly into a fist, but she maintained her composure and said: "You're right, I have tainted the eyes of the demon god, but I really have something to do with the demon god, please move aside, otherwise don't force me to be rude."

What?

You're being impolite?

Hehe.

His trusted aide sneered and said, "How laughable. You don't even know where this place is, how could it be your turn to be arrogant here."

Even if he was stronger than him, this place was the Sky Demon Palace, and he was the direct disciple of the Demon God. He believed that the Demon God and the people inside the Sky Demon Palace would stand on his side.

"…"

The Zhaoyang was silent.

Now that he came to Sky Demon Palace, although he had to rely on the Demon God, he could tell that the Demon God was still suspicious of him. If something were to happen under their watch, the one who would be in trouble would probably be him.

"What, you can't speak anymore, right? If you can still be considered a smart person, then clearly identify yourself, but what is suitable for you, don't overestimate yourself. "

After his trusted aide finished speaking, he saw that he was no longer resisting and was preparing to leave in a bored manner.

When the wrong person walked past Zhaoyang's side, he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Trash."

A trusted aide whispered into his ear.

When the Zhaoyang heard this, his head sank and her body trembled slightly, but she remained indifferent.

His trusted aide felt like he had failed to meet his expectations, and immediately felt displeased. He spat on his head.

"Swish."

"Ha ha!"

His trusted aide looked at the droplets of saliva on the head of Zhaoyang with satisfaction, then nodded her head with satisfaction and left while laughing.

Until he left, there was no one around. Zhaoyang slowly raised her head, her eyes filled with boundless anger.

Back then in the Celestial Immortal Manor, when had his Zhaoyang ever received such an insult?

But now, he was going to stay here and be treated like this and bear it for the rest of his life.

If it was not tolerated, then everything would be for naught. He had to change its master, this Sky Demon Palace!

That so-called trusted aide would definitely not let him off in the future.

He swore that the Sky Demon Palace would belong to him!

Zhaoyang tried to wipe the saliva on her head, but her hair became even more messy. In the end, she also felt disgusted and could not take it anymore.

This disgusting mark was something he did not want to have again!

It was a huge amount of dark history on the road to his life.

On the way back, hatred filled his mind, spurring him to take revenge and prepare a perfect plan.

Un, that's right. Didn't that guy like beauties?

Then he would do as he pleased, giving him a few fine things to enjoy. As the saying goes, even if you die from a peony flower, it would still be pleasing to be a ghost.

After she finished bathing, Zhaoyang walked to the courtyard and lit an incense stick.

This incense was a unique incense that only the designated person would be able to smell after igniting it. Furthermore, the person would be able to find the smell and arrive at the place where the incense was lit.

Sure enough, after a short while, a few women rushed over. They were all alluring and their bodies surged with power. They were the type that could make a man bleed from his nose in an instant.

"Half Immortal, why did you call us sisters over?"

the leading woman asked.

The Zhaoyang had once helped them before, and they all owed him a favor.

"Help me seduce someone. I'll kill him when he's lustful."

The Zhaoyang said.

He believed in the abilities of these women. Not only were they extremely beautiful, even their own abilities were not bad. If they cultivated together with a man, they could also quickly increase that man's cultivation.

"Mn, since Zhaoyang has said so, we will do our best. We definitely won't disappoint you."

The women put away their boastful smiles and spoke seriously.

The Zhaoyang nodded and turned to lead them.

"Snap."

"Who is it!"

The trusted aide opened the door with an angry face. His cultivation had been interrupted and he was extremely angry.

However, when he saw the few beauties before him, his anger was instantly extinguished.

"We were hired by the Zhaoyang to serve young master. I wonder if young master is satisfied?"

the leading woman said.

"Mm ~ Young Master is so vigorous, I wonder if it's possible for us to dual cultivate?"

Another woman beside him grabbed his arm and said coquettishly.

Following that, the women launched all sorts of attacks, acting coquettishly, humming and teasing.

His trusted aides were stunned for a moment before they looked at the beauties and surrounded them with their arms wide.

He was also someone with a bit of knowledge. He knew that the physiques of the women in front of him were special and would definitely be beneficial to their dual cultivation.

Since a good thing was delivered to his doorstep, of course he wouldn't reject it. That Zhaoyang had some foresight, and knowing that it wasn't good to anger him, she sent a gift to curry his favor.

Thinking of this, he embraced the women and got into bed. He impatiently stripped off his clothes, revealing his naked body, and then went to pick up the women's clothes.

"Aiya, the young master is panicking."

"Mm, but you have to treat us gently."

"Young master is great, I love you so much."

Not long after that, there were no longer any clothes on the bed. Several pure white bodies were entangled with each other, and even the bed kept shaking.

Zhaoyang was outside, listening to the commotion with a cold smile. She estimated that it was about time to sneak in.

His trusted aides were completely mesmerized by the beauty, and did not even notice the arrival of the Zhaoyang, who was still intoxicated with them, indulging in her desire. She felt the desire that continuously flowed into his body, and was extremely satisfied.

It was a pity that his trusted aide was willing to risk his life to carry him off. The next step would be the end of him.

The few ladies below could see that the Zhaoyang was coming and understood that he was going to take action, so they tried even more hard to attract the attention of their trusted aides, so that they could give him the chance to do so.

"Heh, go die."

Zhaoyang said in a voice that only he could hear, it was filled with a strong sense of ridicule.

He then quickly pulled out the poisoned dagger and reached the bed, stabbing him in the heart from behind with a swift, accurate, and ruthless blow.

For a second, his trusted aide felt like he was in heaven, but in the next second, he was on the path to hell.

He reacted when the dagger stabbed into his heart. Unfortunately, it was too late. The poison quickly spread through his blood and corroded his body.