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Agatha lived in an unusually simple hut at the edge of the village.

"Mr. Shen Lang, the conditions here are not very good, so I ask you to make do with it." She said with some embarrassment.

"It's okay, the conditions are already very good."

Shen Lang didn't care.

In the years he was on the battlefield, what difficult environment did he not experience?

At least there is a place to live, which is already very good.

"Rest first, I'll get you something to eat."

"Okay, thank you."

While Agatha was preparing, Shen Lang began to simply treat the wounds on his body.

During this period of time, he has been running around, and he didn't have time to treat his wounds. New and old wounds were all over his body, and Shen Lang was already exhausted.

"Agatha, come out!"

While painstakingly dealing with the wound, Shen Lang suddenly heard a burst of shouting and cursing from outside.

Immediately afterwards, Agatha's voice sounded:

"Master Mo Lun, what's your business...what are you going to do!"

"I heard that you found a pain demon? Tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to have such a habit."

Mo Lun's tone was not very good: "So that's why you refused to agree to me? Hehe."

"Lord Mo Lun, please stop!"

Shen Lang frowned deeply, stood up and walked out of the room.

Mo Lun is a skinny male demon with a red complexion and an ugly appearance—there are not many male demons who are not ugly!

He brought seven or eight demons of different shapes and surrounded Agatha's house.

And the female demon who taunted Agatha before was standing beside him at this moment.

Agatha knelt down in front of the two of them, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Shen Lang's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"Lord Mo Lun, this guy would rather find a pain demon than agree to you. He must look down on you. This can't teach her a deep lesson!" The female demon fanned the flames.

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

Mo Lun raised his hand and slapped the female demon on the face, then grabbed a ball of dark green flames, and threw it to Agatha's house, Shen Lang avoided it sideways.

But Agatha's house burned instantly, with thick smoke billowing.

"Lord Mo Lun, please stop!" Agatha did not resist, but kept kowtowing.

Shen Lang's frown suddenly eased.

He stepped forward and patted Agatha on the head lightly.

"stand up."

"You are that pain demon? You look so ugly!"

Mo Lun taunted, grabbed the flame again, and seemed to want to burn Shen Lang and Agatha together.

"I heard that the abilities of demons like you are disgusting. The more painful you are, the more joyful you are. Hehe, just try to see if you can directly GC when you are burned to death, hahahaha!"

Shen Lang looked calm.

"Agatha, stand up."

He was aching from the wound all over his body, but it didn't affect what he wanted to do.

Agatha said in a low voice: "Master Shen Lang, we can't beat them, and Lord Mo Lun is much stronger than Sakya..."

Sakya is the name of the ugly demon that was killed by Shen Lang earlier.

"Are you willing to be a slave?" Shen Lang asked suddenly.

Agatha didn't know why, but she still replied: "My lord, in hell, all demons are slaves, slaves of stronger demons..."

"Then don't be a devil."

Shen Lang said: "If the devil can only kneel down and beg for the pity of the strong to survive, then this devil doesn't matter.

If you can't resist, you will die anyway, so why not stand up and be a dignified person? "

"dignity?"

Mo Lun and other demons seemed to have heard something ridiculous, and they laughed from ear to ear.

"In hell, how much is dignity worth?"

"Dignity is worthless." Shen Lang shook his head slightly: "Dignity can't improve my life, but it can give me strength."

He took a step forward, and magic patterns spread all over his body in an instant.

Feeling the faintly torn wounds all over his body, the continuous pain, Shen Lang remained expressionless.

"Die laughing, dignity can have the power of a fart!"

Mo Lun laughed loudly: "You painful demons just love to joke, hahahaha!"

"You'll know if you look at it."

Shen Lang took another step forward.

"Arise, you devil who refuses to be a slave."

He raised his legs and swept across, his long legs were like sharp blades, and he kicked a demon accompanying Mo Lun to pieces with just one encounter.

"You still dare to do it?!"

The ink wheel was furious, the dark green flames were blazing, the body of the demon swelled rapidly, the thin body became burly, and the heat wave was billowing.

The flames exploded on his wrist, boosting his fist power, and he punched Shen Lang fiercely.

After all, Shen Lang was still seriously injured, he couldn't dodge in time, and was hit straight.