"Dancing?" Ou Xiangrong was taken aback and couldn't wrap his head around it for a moment.

This supernatural item actually invited him to dance.

Ou Xiangrong sneered. Of course, he couldn't dance with the enemy's dancing shoes during a battle. He immediately bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the gleaming white blade of the Willow Blade.

As an experienced practitioner of the Lingjing, and an evil profession at that, he had fought with the Night Gods many times and knew the skill characteristics of this profession.

Supernatural items were known for their strangeness, and Ou Xiangrong had once been entangled by one for several days, which was very difficult to deal with.

However, the disadvantage was also obvious, that is, its actual killing power was slightly insufficient.

In addition, supernatural items generally feared things with strong yang energy. Like this item that seemed to be inhabited by a grudge spirit, a mouthful of tongue blood could suppress it.

No problem.

The red dancing shoes rose and fell for a few seconds, and when they saw that the human in front of them was unwilling to dance with them and seemed angry, the shoe body floated with a dark red glow and rushed towards Ou Xiangrong with a rapid "da da" sound.

Ou Xiangrong stood still and waited for the red dancing shoes to approach. When it leaped towards the front of the car to attack him, he calmly swung the Willow Blade, trying to give the grudge spirit living in the shoes a heavy blow.

However, the blade passed through the dancing shoes without hitting anything, as if these strange red dancing shoes were in another time and space and did not exist in reality.

"Bang bang!"

The next moment, Ou Xiangrong's chest and face were kicked twice.

He experienced the feeling of Zhang Yuanqing's heart stopping in pain and difficulty breathing just now. At the same time, his face was burning with pain, and warm liquid flowed out of his nostrils.

This, this is not a tool of the Night God profession... Ou Xiangrong looked shocked and uncertain, muttering, "Void?"

The characteristics of this item seemed somewhat similar to a profession abroad. How could a level 1 Night God have a tool from a foreign profession?

Without thinking too much, in Ou Xiangrong's line of sight, the strange dancing shoes turned around and trampled towards him again.

He didn't have time to wipe his nosebleed, and his arms crossed his chest. With two bangs, this enchanting demon was kicked off the roof of the car.

Ou Xiangrong either pounced forward, charged, rolled over, or used the vehicle to dodge. In the spacious underground garage, he avoided most of the trampling of the red dancing shoes.

But he was still unfortunate enough to be stepped on several times. Each time he was stepped on, he was in excruciating pain, and the injuries from last night's fierce battle flared up, with blood seeping from his organs.

So strong... Useless owner Zhang Yuanqing watched the battle of the red dancing shoes and was stunned.

He once again deeply realized the horror of rule-based items.

Its pursuit could not be destroyed or interrupted, and the target could only passively endure its pursuit, unless its rules were cracked, which was to dance.But this was unrealistic. Even if Ou Xiangrong succumbed to the Red Dancing Shoes and endured the shame of dancing, he would still intervene and cause his dance to fail.

And with a wrong step, everything was in vain.

However, Zhang Yuanqing also gained a clear understanding of the power of the demon of temptation. With the stomping force of the Red Dancing Shoes, Ou Xiangrong could actually withstand it.

The terrifying strength of his body.

"Ou Xiangrong won't foolishly wait for death. When he realizes that he can only passively take the beating and cannot fight back, he will definitely choose to escape..."

Zhang Yuanqing's mind was clear. He had to make a sneak attack before the other party escaped.

Not to kill the enemy, but to hold the killer back.

Bang bang!

Ou Xiangrong couldn't dodge again and was kicked in the face by the Red Dancing Shoes. He staggered back, his vision darkening and his head spinning.

Opportunity!

Zhang Yuanqing leaped out like a cheetah, holding the Demon Subduing Staff and running in an arc, circling behind Ou Xiangrong.

He viciously thrust the Demon Subduing Staff towards his back.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a dense mist-like white light blocked the three-pointed spike of the Demon Subduing Staff.

This power came from the bronze waist badge tightly held in Ou Xiangrong's left hand, an ancient badge full of cracks and blood stains, like an item belonging to an experienced veteran.

This was Zhao Yingjun's defensive item.

"A defensive type item?"

Zhang Yuanqing's failed sneak attack made him shudder. He stumbled around Ou Xiangrong, striking the white light barrier with the Demon Subduing Staff, creating ripples of light.

This time, with the help of the Red Dancing Shoes, he was not "insta-killed" by the demon of temptation and narrowly avoided several blades and punches.

Crack!

Finally, under the high-frequency attacks of the Demon Subduing Staff and the Red Dancing Shoes, the bronze waist badge shattered into pieces, and the white light dissipated into fragments.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing's night wandering time ended, and his body reappeared.

Ou Xiangrong seemed to be waiting for this moment. Crimson surged in his eyes, and twisted and sinister runes appeared.

Temptation!

Zhang Yuanqing's mind buzzed, losing his ability to think, as if he had forgotten that he was in a battle. At the same time, a voice echoed in his mind:

Put down your weapon, don't resist. Put down your weapon, don't resist...

Ou Xiangrong grinned, and the willow blade slashed towards the young night wandering god's neck.

He would rather endure the attack of those terrifying dance shoes than use the purpose of this defensive item, which was to wait for the night wandering god to take the initiative to attack.

This item from the scout profession was already half-damaged. If he used it in advance, it would at most withstand the dance shoes for a moment before being completely destroyed.

So he deliberately exposed a flaw, tempting the other party to take the initiative.As he expected, the young Night Walker lacked experience and couldn't keep his cool, falling for the trick.

But just as the blade was about to cut the young Night Walker's neck, Ou Xiangrong saw the opponent's body suddenly collapse, and the willow blade swept past, cutting off a few strands of hair.

The pair of red dancing shoes that had been chasing after him relentlessly appeared on the Night Walker's feet at some point, forcing him to do a split to avoid having his throat cut.

At the same time, the Night Walker who should have been bewitched suddenly saw a bright golden light in his eyes, instantly breaking free from the confused and bewildered state. With a spring in his step, he slammed into Ou Xiangrong with all his might.

Ou Xiangrong had never expected this situation, never expected that a mere level 1 Night Walker could break free from his spell.

And at this moment, he was still in the posture of striking with his sword, unable to retract his force, only able to watch as the brass pestle pierced his chest.

"Spurt!"

Flesh tore apart, and the tip of the Demon Subduing Pestle burst forth with a brilliant golden light, burning out all the vitality in his chest.

Ou Xiangrong's vision went black, and he was in such pain that he almost fainted. But he was after all a seasoned demon of bewitchment, and in his dying moments, he burst forth with hidden potential, pulling his right arm back and dragging the willow blade towards the Night Walker's throat.

At the same time, he tensed the muscles in his left arm, bounced his elbow joint, and turned his left fist into a powerful spear that stabbed at the enemy's shoulder with a crack.

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly tilted his head back and avoided the blade at his throat, only to be hit in the shoulder by Ou Xiangrong's fist, flying out like a sandbag.

Bang!

Zhang Yuanqing crashed into a commercial vehicle, cracking the windows, and before his falling body could hit the ground, it was wiped away inch by inch and disappeared from Ou Xiangrong's sight.

He had once again entered the Night Walking state.

But Ou Xiangrong didn't look at him, staggering towards Xu Yingying.

His heart had been destroyed, and the only thing that could save him now was the blood of a living person. He needed to kill to enter a state of frenzy, and then he could rush out of the underground parking lot, bloodbath the campus, and use the bloodthirsty nature of the demon of bewitchment to heal his injuries and reverse life and death.

But in doing so, his moral value was sure to fall below 60, and he would be wanted by the Ling Realm, surrounded and killed by all the Ling Realm walkers in the city. But he couldn't afford to worry about that now.

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"Da da da..."

Two faint red lights appeared out of thin air, turning into a pair of brand new red dancing shoes, intercepting Ou Xiangrong.

To Ou Xiangrong at this moment, the sound of footsteps was like a death knell, the sigh of death, and the verdict of the King of Hell.

"Bang Bang!"

Ou Xiangrong's face was trampled, his face a bloody mess, and he uncontrollably tilted his head back and fell. But at the last moment, Ou Xiangrong threw the willow blade in his hand.

The forty-centimeter-long blade turned into a silver light and shot towards Xu Yingying in the distance.

Ou Xiangrong stared fixedly at the blade.

Ding!Suddenly, Mars splashed and the willow blade was knocked away by a brass pestle that stretched out from the void, highlighting a figure next to Xu Yingying.

It was Zhang Yuanqing.

Seeing this scene, Ou Xiangrong's hope turned into despair and unwillingness.

At this moment, the red dancing shoes fell from the sky and trampled on his face, crushing his nose, splitting his lips, and causing his eyeballs to burst out.

Ou Xiangrong convulsed a few times and died.

Zhang Yuanqing sat down next to Xu Yingying, exhaling a long breath as if he was exhausted.

At this moment, there was a surge of hostility in his chest, and his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably.

This was not fear, but a mental excitement brought on by the surge of adrenaline when in a dangerous situation and in need of self-defense. In this state, people could truly kill without blinking.

The battle plan was successful.

Before the battle, he had already thought it through. The only thing he needed to avoid was the opponent's bewitching ability, so he had already sacrificed the Pestle of Exorcism before deciding to launch a surprise attack.

One of the functions of the Pestle of Exorcism was purification.

And the second form of the red dancing shoes was his reliance in close combat, which indeed helped him avoid a fatal throat-slitting attack.

Marking, bewitching, frenzy, close combat... he had figured out all of Ou Xiangrong's abilities and made countermeasures. If he couldn't win even after that, Zhang Yuanqing felt that there was no point in continuing.

After panting for a few minutes, Zhang Yuanqing calmed down and heard the prompt from the spirit realm:

[Ding, you have killed a level 3 bewitching demon and gained 30 moral points, 15 reputation points, and reputation has been unlocked.]

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned and quickly opened his character panel, finding a new column for reputation.

Reputation? Killing enemy spirit realm travelers would reward reputation? As an experienced gamer, he was familiar with reputation, but he didn't know what it was used for in the spirit realm.

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a moment and decided to ignore it for now and check on the official forum later.

Compared to the reputation reward from the spirit realm, he was more interested in the spoils of war in reality.

He stood up and walked to Ou Xiangrong's corpse, kicking his eyeballs under the car and dragging the body to a corner in the shadows.

He carefully searched the body and found a phone and a wallet.

The phone was an old-fashioned one that could only make calls, but the wallet was bulging. He opened it and found a stack of hundred yuan bills and a fake ID.

Zhang Yuanqing counted it carefully. "As a wanted criminal, he only had a little over 1,500 yuan on him. Is that reasonable?"

Confiscated! He took out the money and put it in his pocket.

Then he walked to a distance and picked up the sharp willow blade.As soon as he touched the weapon, a message appeared in his field of vision:

【Name: Bloodthirsty Blade】

【Type: Weapon】

【Function: Bleeding, Bloodthirsty, Armor-Piercing】

【Introduction: This blade was fed with the blood of a powerful bewitching demon, and over time, it became extremely bloodthirsty. Its blade can cut through hard steel, wounds inflicted by it are difficult to heal, and it can absorb the blood of its prey and feedback to its owner, making them even stronger.】

【Remark: A blade without a master is not a good blade.】

"This blade looks awesome. If it had killed Xu Yingying just now, Ou Xiangrong would have received the weapon's nourishment... Fortunately, I kept an eye on Xu Yingying."

Zhang Yuanqing ran back to Ou Xiangrong's body, took off the scabbard from his waist, equipped it on himself, and then inserted the "Bloodthirsty Blade" into the scabbard.

This blade is currently an unowned item, and it is easy to make it recognize its owner by putting it into the inventory.

But Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to collect it temporarily because the 【Remark】 in the item information made him a little uneasy.

The Bloodthirsty Blade should belong to the category of items with a price, and the remark is the price for using it.

Combining the introduction of this blade, Zhang Yuanqing could probably guess the price of this blade, which is nothing more than two possibilities: firstly, anyone who gets this blade will be cursed and die miserably in the end; secondly, this blade needs to be regularly fed with blood. The latter possibility is more likely.

Feeding blood again? A Demon-Suppressing Staff has already made me anemic. If I add this Bloodthirsty Blade, how can I go on?

At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing saw the Red Dancing Shoes "dadada" walking towards him. A message appeared as it fell:

【Do you want to dance with me? If you do, please stand in place.】

He just remembered that he hadn't put this item back into his inventory yet. He was about to refuse and take back the item when he suddenly heard the prompt tone of the Lingjing:

【Attention, every time you use this item, you need to dance once. If you refuse, the Red Dancing Shoes will no longer appreciate you and will hunt you down.】

Zhang Yuanqing opened his mouth slightly in surprise. This was the first time he had used this rule item in reality, and he had no idea that using this kind of rule item would require this kind of price.

Kill me if I don't dance with you? This is too much... Zhang Yuanqing stood up with a smile, "I'm more than willing."

Soon, the quiet and spacious parking lot echoed with crisp tap dancing.

This time, Zhang Yuanqing did not trigger his old illness, but completed a dance with his extraordinary physique, although he made frequent mistakes in his steps.

Fortunately, as the owner, he did not suffer from the Red Dancing Shoes' attack.

After the dance, the Red Dancing Shoes stepped back with its right foot and made a knee salute.Just as Zhang Yuanqing put the red dancing shoes back into his inventory, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from the steep slope.

Turning towards the sound, he saw Li Dongze leading Guan Ya and seven or eight unfamiliar Lingjing travelers, rushing into the underground garage.

Some of them were carrying guns, some were carrying knives, and some were even holding cats...all fully armed.

Fortunately, he had finished dancing...Zhang Yuanqing felt extremely lucky.

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