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Du Xuanqing traveled through time and became the Demon Lord in a book about cultivating immortals. The reason why she became the Demon Lord was not because of her hard work, but because she was punished by God for trying too hard. Everyone in the family was blown up and she was the only one left. If she doesn't work hard to clear her sin points, she will be the one who gets hacked next time. If she doesn't work hard to make money for food, she will starve to death before the punishment comes. The location of Mo Zong is perfect, it would be a pity not to open a store. The noble and cool "Blood Hell Demon Sect" turned into the "Snow Taro Hotel" aggrievedly, welcoming guests from all directions. This is how the chaotic life began. "Count Dracula, Garlic Essence is also our guest, we can't drive him away. It's not the shop's problem that you can't bear, it's your problem. Prince Nicholas doesn't have any discomfort." "No, the store is not raising prices specifically for you, Wong Tai Sin, and your family. Fox fairies and skunk spirits are indispensable. Ten bottles of air freshener can't hold the weight of the rooms you have stayed in." · · Even the Demon Lord, who is of his own right, cannot escape the battle between immortals and demons. There was a disciple of the Immortal Sect who came over every day at lunchtime, claiming to be able to slay demons and protect the Tao. Du Xuanqing: "You use chopsticks to ward off demons and protect the Tao? Who are you looking down on?!" Qi Lie took out another spoon and a pair of knives and forks: "Succubus! Are you satisfied with what you see?" Du Xuanqing: "Let go of that roasted suckling pig! That's a guest's reservation!" ———— It's a light-hearted novel, and logic serves the plot. A hodgepodge of gods from all walks of life, with mountains of private buildings. Intention: happy