Dancing? Ou Xiangrong was stunned, and his mind was confused for a while.

This supernatural prop actually invited him to dance.

Ou Xiangrong sneered. Of course, he couldn't dance with the enemy's dancing shoes during the battle. He immediately bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue towards the white blade of Liu Ren.

As an experienced spirit traveler who is also an evil profession, he has fought against night wandering gods many times and knows the skills and characteristics of this profession.

Supernatural props are known for being weird. Ou Xiangrong was once entangled by a supernatural prop for several days, which was very difficult to deal with.

But the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, the actual lethality is slightly insufficient.

In addition, supernatural props are generally afraid of things with strong yang energy. Props like this one that are suspected to be inhabited by vengeful spirits can be suppressed with a mouthful of blood from the tip of the tongue.

It's not a big problem.

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

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 out the willow blade, trying to severely damage the vengeful spirit living in the shoes.

However, when the blade cut through the dancing shoes, it did not feel like it had cut a real object. It seemed as if this strange pair of red dancing shoes was in another time and space and did not exist in reality.

“Bang bang!”

The next moment, Ou Xiangrong was kicked hard in the chest and face.

He felt the pain that Zhang Yuanqing had just felt, his heart stopping and difficulty breathing. At the same time, his face was burning with pain and warm liquid was flowing out of his nose.

This, this is not a prop for the Night Wanderer profession... Ou Xiangrong looked stunned and confused, and said doubtfully:

"Void?"

The characteristics of this item seem a bit like those of a certain foreign profession. How could a level 1 Night Walker possess the props of a foreign profession?

Before he could think too much, in Ou Xiangrong's sight, the strange pair of dancing shoes changed direction and trampled on him again.

He didn't bother to wipe the blood from his nose. He crossed his arms across his chest, and with two bangs, the bewitching demon was kicked and rolled off the roof of the car.

Ou Xiangrong either lunged forward, or sprinted, or rolled, or used vehicles to hide, and he moved around in the spacious underground garage, avoiding most of the trampling from the red dancing shoes.

But unfortunately he was still trampled several times, and each time he was stepped on, he felt excruciating pain. The injuries left by last night's fierce battle flared up, and blood oozed from his internal organs.

Good, so strong... The useless host Zhang Yuanqing watched the fight of the Red Dancing Shoes, stunned.

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

Its pursuit cannot be destroyed or interrupted, and the target can only passively endure it, unless they break its rules, which means dancing.

But this is unrealistic. Even if Ou Xiangrong succumbs to the red dancing shoes and forces himself to tap dance despite his shame, he will intervene and make mistakes in his dancing.

But if the dance steps are wrong, everything will be in vain.

However, Zhang Yuanqing also had a clear understanding of the power of the bewitching demon. Even with the stomping force of the red dancing shoes, Ou Xiangrong was able to withstand it.

The body is terrifyingly strong.

"Ou Xiangrong will not wait to die foolishly. When he realizes that he can only passively take the beating and cannot fight back, he will definitely choose to escape..."

Zhang Yuanqing was clear-headed and he had to launch a surprise attack before the other party could escape.

We don't seek to kill the enemy, but we must hold back the murderer.

Bang bang!

Ou Xiangrong failed to dodge again and was kicked in the face by the red dancing shoes. He staggered back and his eyes went black and he felt dizzy.

Chance!

Zhang Yuanqing jumped out like a cheetah, grabbing the Demon-Subduing Pestle and running wildly, running in an arc-shaped parabola and circling behind Ou Xiangrong.

He thrust the demon-subduing pestle fiercely at his back.

“Buzz!”

Suddenly, a dense white light like fog blocked the three-edged spikes of the Demon-Subduing Pestle.

This power comes from the bronze waist badge that Ou Xiangrong holds tightly in his left hand, an ancient waist badge covered with cracks and blood, like the belongings of an old soldier who has been on the battlefield for a long time.

This is Zhao Yingjun’s defensive item.

"Defense items?"

Zhang Yuanqing, whose sneak attack failed, was startled in his heart. He took a wrong step and quickly walked around Ou Xiangrong. The Demon-Subduing Pestle in his hand struck the wall of white light again and again, creating ripple-like halos.

This time, with the protection of the red dancing shoes, he was not "instantly killed" by the bewitching demon, and narrowly avoided the knife and fists several times.

Snap!

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

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing's night tour ended and his body emerged.

Ou Xiangrong seemed to be waiting for this moment. Scarlet flashed in his eyes and twisted and evil runes appeared.

Bewitching!

Zhang Yuanqing's head buzzed and he lost the 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 weapons, don't resist. Put down your weapons, don't resist......

Ou Xiangrong grinned fiercely and slashed the willow blade towards the young Night Wanderer's neck.

He would rather endure the attack of the terrible pair of dancing shoes than use this defensive prop, just to wait for the Night Walker to take the initiative to attack.

This item from the scout profession is already half-damaged. If it is used in advance, it can only resist the dancing shoes for a moment before it is completely damaged.

Just endure it, deliberately expose a flaw, and lure the other party to take the initiative.

As he expected, this young night wanderer lacked experience and had a bad temper, so he was fooled.

However, just before the blade passed across the young Night Walker's neck, Ou Xiangrong saw the other's body suddenly collapse, and the willow blade swept across his scalp, cutting off a few strands of hair.

The pair of red dancing shoes that had been chasing him relentlessly appeared on the Night Walker's feet at some point and forced him to do the splits, avoiding having his throat cut.

At the same time, the Night Wandering God, who should have been bewitched, had a golden light in his eyes. He instantly got rid of his confused state, bounced his legs, and slammed himself towards Ou Xiangrong.

Ou Xiangrong had never expected this to be the case. He had never expected that a mere Level 1 Night Wandering God could actually break free from his bewitchment.

At this moment, he was still in the posture of swinging the knife, unable to retract his strength, and could only watch the brass pestle piercing into his chest.

"puff!"

The flesh and blood were torn apart, and a brilliant golden light burst out from the tip of the Demon-Subduing Pestle, burning away all the life force in the chest.

Ou Xiangrong's eyes went dark and he almost fainted from the pain, but he was a battle-hardened bewitching demon after all. He unleashed his potential while on the verge of death, pulled back his right arm, and dragged the willow blade towards the Night Wandering God's throat.

At the same time, he tightened the muscles of his left arm and bounced his elbow joint, turning his left fist into a powerful spear that stabbed into the enemy's shoulder.

Zhang Yuanqing raised his head violently to avoid the sharp blade that was about to cut his throat, but was immediately hit in the shoulder by Ou Xiangrong's fist and flew out like a broken sandbag.

Bang!

Zhang Yuanqing crashed into a commercial vehicle, causing cracks on the car windows. His falling figure was wiped out inch by inch before it even hit the ground, and disappeared from Ou Xiangrong's sight.

He once again entered the night wandering state.

Ou Xiangrong didn't look at him, but staggered towards Xu Yingying.

His heart was destroyed, and the only thing that could save him now was the essence and blood of living people. He needed to kill people to put himself into a berserk state.

Then he rushed out of the underground garage and massacred the campus, using the bloodthirsty nature of the bewitching demon to repair his injuries and reverse life and death.

However, if he did so, his moral value would surely fall below 60, and he would be wanted by the Spirit Realm and be besieged by all the Spirit Realm practitioners in the city. But he couldn't care less now.

“Da da da…”

Two dark red lights appeared out of nowhere and transformed into a pair of brand new red dancing shoes, intercepting Ou Xiangrong.

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

“Bang!”

Ou Xiangrong's face was trampled and bloody. He fell uncontrollably with his head raised, but at the last moment, Ou Xiangrong threw out the willow blade in his hand.

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

Ou Xiangrong stared at the blade.

bite!

Suddenly, sparks flew, and Liu Ren was knocked away by a brass pestle that stretched out into the air. A figure appeared next to Xu Yingying.

It was Zhang Yuanqing.

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

At this moment, red dancing shoes fell from the sky and trampled on his face, breaking his nose, cracking his lips, and causing his two eyeballs to pop out.

Ou Xiangrong's hands and feet were flexed several times, and his life was completely cut off.

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

At this moment, his chest was filled with anger and his hands and feet were shaking constantly.

This is not fear, but the mental excitement brought about by the surge of adrenaline. When people are in danger and urgently need to save themselves, adrenaline will be secreted crazily. In this state, people will truly kill without blinking an eye.

Commonly known as getting on top!

The battle plan was successful.

Before fighting this battle, he had thought it through clearly. The only thing he needed to avoid was the opponent's bewitching skill. Therefore, before deciding to launch a sneak attack, he had already sacrificed the Demon-Subduing Pestle.

One of the functions of the Demon-Subduing Pestle is purification.

The second form of the red dancing shoes allowed him to fight in close combat, and it indeed helped him avoid the fatal throat-cutting attack.

Marking, bewitching, violent, close combat... He knew all of Ou Xiangrong's abilities clearly and had prepared for them. If he still couldn't win, Zhang Yuanqing felt there was no point in continuing.

After a few minutes of panting, Zhang Yuanqing calmed down his excited emotions and heard the spiritual realm prompt sound in his ear:

[Ding, you killed a level 3 bewitching demon, and gained 30 moral points and 15 reputation points. Reputation is enabled.]

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned and quickly opened the character attribute panel, and found a new reputation column.

Reputation? Killing the spirit walkers of the enemy camp will reward reputation? As an old game player, he is not unfamiliar with reputation, but he doesn't know what the reputation in the spirit world is used for.

Zhang Yuanqing thought about it and decided to ignore it for the time being and go back to the official forum to check.

Compared to the reputation of the spiritual realm rewards, the spoils of war in reality matter more to him.

He stood up and walked to Ou Xiangrong's body, kicked his eyeballs under the car, and then dragged the body into the shadow in the corner.

After carefully searching the body, a mobile phone and a wallet were found.

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

Zhang Yuanqing counted carefully and said, "As a wanted criminal, I only have more than 1,500 yuan on me. Is this reasonable..."

Confiscated! He pulled out the money and stuffed it into his pocket.

Then he walked to a distance and picked up the sharp willow blade.

The moment the weapon came into contact, a message appeared in his field of vision:

[Name: Bloodthirsty Blade]

【Type: Weapon】

[Function: Bleeding, Bloodthirsty, Armor Breaking]

[Introduction: A powerful bewitching demon fed this knife with its own blood. Over time, it became extremely bloodthirsty. Its blade can cut through hard steel, and the wounds it inflicts are difficult to heal. It will absorb the blood of its prey and feed it back to its owner, making it even more powerful.]

[Note: A knife that doesn’t care about its owner is not a good knife. ]

"This knife looks very powerful. If it had killed Xu Yingying just now, Ou Xiangrong would have benefited from the weapon... Fortunately, I was careful and stayed by Xu Yingying's side."

Zhang Yuanqing ran back to Ou Xiangrong's body, untied the scabbard at his waist, equipped himself with it, and then inserted the "Bloodthirsty Blade" into the scabbard.

This knife is currently ownerless. It is very easy to make it recognize its owner. Just put it in the inventory.

But Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to collect it for the time being, because the [Remarks] in the item information made him feel a little uneasy.

The Bloodthirsty Blade should be classified as a cost-type item, and that line of notes is the cost of using it.

Based on the introduction of this knife, Zhang Yuanqing could probably guess what the price of this knife was. There were only two options: one, anyone who got this knife would be cursed and die miserably in the end.

Second, this knife needs to be fed with blood and essence by the owner regularly. This is the most likely possibility.

I have to feed on my essence and blood again. The Demon-Subduing Pestle has already made me anemic. If I add this bloodthirsty blade to it, how can I live?

At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing saw the red dancing shoes "tapping" walking towards him. With each rise and fall, a message appeared:

[Would you like to dance with me? If so, please stay where you are. ]

He then remembered that he had not yet put the item back into his inventory. Just as he was about to refuse and take the item back, he suddenly heard a reminder from the spirit realm in his mind:

[Note that you need to dance once each time you use this item. If you refuse, the red dancing shoes will no longer appreciate you and will chase you.]

Zhang Yuanqing opened his mouth a little in surprise. This was the first time he used the Red Dancing Shoes in real life after he had tamed them. He never expected that he would have to pay such a price to use this rule-based prop.

I'll kill you if you don't dance with me? That's too bad... Zhang Yuanqing stood up with a smile on his face, "I'm happy to do it."

Soon, crisp footsteps were heard in the empty and quiet parking garage.

This time, Zhang Yuanqing did not trigger his old illness. Instead, he completed a dance with his extraordinary physical condition, but he made many mistakes in his dance steps.

Fortunately, as the owner, he was not attacked by the red dancing shoes.

After the dance, she stepped back with her right foot in her red dancing shoes, stood on tiptoes, and curtsied.

Just as he put the red dancing shoes back into the inventory, his ears moved slightly and he heard hurried footsteps coming from the steep slope.

Following the sound, he saw Li Dongze leading Guan Ya and seven or eight unfamiliar spiritual realm practitioners rushing into the underground garage.

Some of them were holding guns, some were holding knives, some were holding cats... they were fully armed.

Fortunately, fortunately the dance was over...Zhang Yuanqing was extremely grateful.

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ps: Update first and then modify.