Yang Ge hid on a hill seven or eight miles from Dracula Castle, teasing Rifle.

After Andrew made a soul contract for him and Laifu, Yang Ge no longer had to be afraid of Laifu's backlash, and he could be regarded as having a reliable comrade-in-arms and getting out of the dilemma of fighting alone.

Laifu also entrusted Andrew with the blessing, took off the "substitute ghost" and "consumables" labels in Yang Ge's heart, and he began to pay attention to his "cute little pet".

"Go, cut down that tree!"

Laifu obediently walked to the California redwood designated by Jango, waved his dagger-like claws, and cut off the California rosewood as thick as an arm with one claw.

"Shave the branches, split the trunk in half, and bring it to me. ”

"Ula Ula ......"

It seems that Yang Ge's instructions were given too many at one time, and Laifu couldn't understand it, and shouted around the trunk.

Yang Ge tried to reduce the command, "First shave the branches, then split the trunk into two sections. ”

"Ula Ula ......"

Rifle is still circling around the trunk, and it should not be able to tell what is called first and what is called second.

"Do you have tofu brains in your head?" Yang Ge reprimanded angrily, and when it was over, he could only give it one command at a time, "Cut the trunk into two pieces." ”

With a wave of his claws, he cut off a section of the one-foot-long trunk, and the other part of the trunk was almost five or six meters long.

Two paragraphs, indeed.

Yang Ge weakly supported his forehead, and instantly gave up his plan to command this thing to do some fine work, "Go forward." ”

Laifu immediately staggered forward, and after walking more than ten meters, Yang Ge ordered, "Stop." ”

"Ulla. ”

Laifu stopped, turned his head and looked at Yang Ge suspiciously...... It is estimated that this thing is also wondering in his heart, is there something wrong with the boss today, why is he smashing stones, cutting trees, and stop-and-go?

Yang Ge ignored it and continued to order: "Keep going." ”

Laifu could only continue to jump forward, and after jumping out of more than ten meters, Yang Ge ordered again: "Stop." ”

Rifle stopped.

"Keep going......"

After Laifu walked more than fifty meters, Yang Ge ordered to stop again, and found that Laifu continued to walk forward as if he hadn't received it, so he could only look at his mouth and shout: "Laifu!"

"Ula ......"

Laifu looked back at Yang Ge, Yang Ge waved at it, and this thing jumped in front of Yang Ge.

Yang Ge looked at the goods, and after the series of instructions just now, he came to two conclusions.

First, with the present stage of intelligence, it is impossible to understand too complex instructions, nor can it do too delicate work;

Second, with his current soul strength, the effective range of his soul command is 50 meters, beyond this range, this product will not be able to receive his order.

He wasn't satisfied with this result, but it was okay, anyway, as long as he didn't die, he could always train this thing into an excellent hunting dog, and now there was only one problem left, and it was also the most critical one, "It's a pity that there is no corpse now, otherwise you can train and train this thing's resistance to food now!"

The last time he fought with a dozen werewolf vampires, and this scene of lying on a werewolf while gnawing and watching a play, he remembered it too well, if he couldn't correct this problem, once he fell into the encirclement of dark creatures again, he would have to fight alone.

Looking at the time, it was already 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Ge ordered Rifles to be on guard, and he himself began to prepare for the battle in the evening.

His current condition is actually not good, the heavy injuries are so good after the blood transfusion, but because he resists to convert human blood into his own strength, his current physical strength is extremely poor, and when he came out of the Hand of Dawn camp in the morning, he was so tired that he broke out in a cold sweat and swung his legs straight through the forest after walking five or six miles in full armor, and the vampire's ability was completely uncontrollable.

The holy power is not consumed, but the physical strength can't keep up, even if he can use the holy power, he can't beat the lord-level werewolves and vampires, and in the Dracula Castle, even the werewolves who watch the gate are lord-level, and he is in this state now, and there is no difference between rushing to death and sending him to death.

He wasn't afraid of death, he just didn't want to waste his life.

There is a way that the ideal is plump, and the reality is skinny, Yang Ge only found out at this time that he chose to leave the Hand of Dawn Demon Hunter because of the conflict between his concept of the dark power and Andrew's concept, but in fact, leaving failed to solve any problems, and he still has to face the problem of how to recover his strength to participate in the night battle.

He also found that although he hated the vampire blood in his body very much, in fact, unconsciously, he had become accustomed to it, and even began to rely on the power of vampires.

He said no, but his body was so honest that he was embarrassed......

"Hehe......" Yang Ge suddenly laughed bitterly, is he too hypocritical?

He thought about it for a while, and finally got the answer that if he was given a choice, he would still refuse to suck human blood.

The bottom line is so the bottom line, and that's because this line is unbreakable in any situation!

"Forget it, I just don't drink human blood, I can still drink the blood of wild beasts!" Yang Ge found a solution for himself, turned his head to look at Laifu, and ordered in his heart: "Go, forage!"

......

The sky was slowly darkening.

Yang Ge got up from a wild boar the size of a buffalo with blood on his face, and slowly spat out a foot-long stream of hot air with relief.

This is the first time he has taken the initiative to suck blood, no, to be precise, it is to drink blood, he does not have hollow blood-sucking fangs that resemble a straw, he can only drink blood like water.

The first bite he swallowed, the fishy smell and the strong rust smell that rushed straight to the heavenly spirit cover stimulated him to turn his head and squirt out, so disgusting that he almost lost the courage to drink the second sip, and finally it was the appearance of Laifu spitting that stimulated him, so he turned his head and continued to drink blood.

He is confident now that he will never become addicted to bloodsucking, God, it is torture!

He bent down and pulled out the tactical dagger in his combat boot and cut off a back pig's leg, then pointed to the remaining boar carcass and said to Rifle, "It's yours!"

"Ula", Laifu cheered, who had been impatient for a long time, and flew down on the carcass of the wild boar and gnawed on it.

It's a true non-picky eater!

Yang Ge led the boar leg to the side, lit a bonfire, and roasted the boar leg on the bonfire.

He could feel that the pig blood in his stomach was being digested rapidly, and the feeling of emptiness in his body was disappearing little by little.

Enough is enough, anyway, tonight he is just a small character beating the side drum, and Andrew and his Hand of Dawn Demon Hunter are the protagonists!