The system has to be used even if it is pulled

On a moonlit night, Zhao Yuanlang absorbed the moonlight on the roof, and his dark energy continued to strengthen. Beside him were Old Vlad and Dracula.

"Calm down and think that you are the moonlight and the moonlight is you. Take a deep breath, inhale, exhale."

Old Vlad and Dracula both did as he was told. It was a very simple breathing method. Old Vlad and Dracula found that their training speed increased under the moonlight.

Suddenly, the air was filled with blood, and the moonlight was blocked by the blood. Old Vlad's whole body shook violently, and countless blood merged into his body. Old Vlad looked a little younger.

"You succeeded, grandpa." Zhao Yuanlang opened his eyes and looked at old Vlad with a little joy.

Old Vlad looked at his hands in disbelief and touched his face: "Unbelievable, I have made a breakthrough, I am Marquis Vlad now!"

"Hmph! He just started practicing a few years earlier than me." Dracula was a little jealous. His father had already made a breakthrough before he even touched the threshold.

This jealousy made his mentality unbalanced, and once it was unbalanced, the energy in his body could not be controlled, and then Dracula fainted. If Zhao Yuanlang had not rushed to help Dracula balance the energy, Dracula would probably have to lie in bed for a few days.

"Is father okay?" Mavis sensed the energy turbulence on the roof and flew out.

"Father is very angry. I think I should take him out to relax."

"Is it?"

The old bat Vlad opened his eyes, looked at Dracula lying on the roof and sighed.

"I have no objection. Just think of it as a banquet for my promotion to Marquis."

"grandfather?"

"Dracula is not having a easy time either, so it would be good to let him go out and relax."

"Ok."

........

It was right to go out for a walk, Dracula met his second love, but Zhao Yuanlang did not go because he was about to break through.

Vampire Duke! Only half a step away. This is unimaginable.

Finally, on a night of thunder and lightning, countless lightning struck Zhao Yuanlang. After the smoke cleared, Zhao Yuanlang disappeared.

A few beggars walked into an abandoned temple outside the city. They complained about the changeable weather while taking off all their clothes. Their skinny bodies were wandering around in the temple.

There were flashes of lightning and thunder, and the light in the temple flickered. Several Buddha statues were covered with spider webs and dust. The statues had incomplete faces and no mercy on their faces. Instead, they looked somewhat hideous under the illumination of the lightning.

"Erzi, do you smell anything? It smells so good." An old beggar twitched his nose a few times.

"What's that smell? Are you starving? We haven't eaten for two days, how can there be any fragrance?"

"No, second brother, there is indeed a fragrance, a very fragrant one, it's the smell of meat." The youngest beggar took a deep breath and said with satisfaction.

As soon as the word "meat" was uttered, the three beggars' eyes lit up instantly. They began to search back and forth in the dilapidated temple, twitching their noses, looking for the source of the smell.

On the beam of the dilapidated temple, a bat, its body charred black and smoking, lay there with its eyes slightly open, looking at the busy beggars below, grinning at itself in self-deprecation, thinking that there had never been a more miserable vampire duke in history than himself.

That’s right, this bat was Zhao Yuanlang. After he broke through the Vampire Duke that day, he was punished by God. Zhao Yuanlang was chopped to a crisp on the outside and tender on the inside, and he almost died. If it weren’t for the yellow light covering him, he would have been doomed.

When Zhao Yuanlang woke up, he found himself lying in the rain, with a wild cat biting his body. He was seriously injured. Thirsting for blood, Zhao Yuanlang grabbed the wild cat and sucked it till there was nothing left. Only then did Zhao Yuanlang regain some strength and turned into a bat to find this dilapidated temple and rest temporarily.

"It's strange, how come I can't find it?" said the old beggar puzzled.

As luck would have it, a strong wind blew by, and the temple door, which was half-closed, suddenly opened wide, scaring the three beggars.

The wind came so fast and smelly that it was obviously not a normal wind. The old beggar was knowledgeable and experienced. He clenched the stick in his hand and looked at the entrance of the dilapidated temple cautiously.

"The wind stinks. Hey? Uncle, what's wrong with you?" said the little beggar, covering his nose.

The old beggar said nothing, but twisted the stick in his hand and a dagger was pulled out.

"Master Shanjun, we have no intention of disturbing you. Please let us go. I will prepare the best boys and girls for you to enjoy in a few days."

As soon as the old beggar said this, the two young beggars turned pale instantly, like frightened birds, and slowly turned their heads to look outside the temple.

A huge white-browed tiger with hanging eyes, larger than a calf, squinted its eyes and breathed as it looked at the three beggars in the temple. Beside the tiger, there were several blurry figures floating in the air.

There was a powerful tiger with a few minions around him, and one of the beggars was so scared that he peed his pants instantly.

The tiger walked in nonchalantly and stood at the temple gate, looking at the three half-naked beggars in front of him with his slanted eyes.

After a long while, the tiger finally spoke: "What bad luck! I waited for several days, and the result was three skinny, dirty and smelly beggars."

Cold sweat broke out on the old beggar's head. The tiger that could speak human language and had refined its throat and collarbone must have practiced Taoism for at least a hundred years. He really didn't check the almanac before going out. He was unlucky for eight lifetimes. If things went wrong, he would turn into tiger shit.

"Smelly beggar, is what you just said true? Are you really going to bring me a boy or a girl? Why do I not believe it? Are you lying to me?"

"Sir Shanjun, how dare I deceive you! In two days, I will bring you a boy and a girl. Just think of their delicate muscles and skin that are so soft that they will break when you let them blow. How delicious they will be."

The old beggar had a knack for this; the tiger's saliva was drooling at his description.

"That's it, I'll eat both of them and leave you!" As soon as the tiger finished speaking, it slapped the little beggar next to the old beggar to death with two slaps. The minions next to it immediately split their heads and pulled the two little beggars, who were breathing out more than breathing in, into the rain, and they were washed away.

The old beggar looked at the tiger head so close to him that the dagger in his hand fell to the ground in fright. The tiger circled around the old beggar several times and then sprayed some urine at him.

"Well, get out of here. You have my scent on you. If you can't bring a boy or girl here in two days, you can try to run away."

The old beggar finally came to his senses and crawled out of the temple.

But when he ran to the temple gate, he suddenly stopped and fell to the ground.

The tiger looked over curiously and found a bat, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, on his neck, sucking his blood.

The tiger felt that his authority was offended, and with a gust of wind, he slapped the bat with his palm.

The imagined scene did not happen. The bat easily blocked its tiger's paw with its wings.

It hurt so much that the tiger retracted its claws and was ready to bite the bat to death, but the old beggar turned into powder. The damn bat flapped its wings and easily avoided its huge mouth.

What's going on? Why am I floating? Why can't I move? Tiger was horrified and screamed. Several ghosts outside the door immediately rushed in and besieged Zhao Yuanlang.

Unexpectedly, after Zhao Yuanlang just glanced at those ghosts, those ghosts started circling back and forth stupidly at the temple gate.