Chapter 119 Red Shoes

Dancing? Ou Xiangrong was stunned, his mind failing to process it for a moment.

This spiritual item was actually inviting him to dance.

Ou Xiangrong sneered. Of course, he wouldn't accompany his enemy's dancing shoes during a fight. He immediately bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood from his tongue towards the gleaming blade of the willow knife.

As an experienced Spirit Realm Walker and an evil profession, he had fought with Night Watchers many times, knowing the skill characteristics of this profession.

Spiritual items were known for their weirdness. Ou Xiangrong had been entangled by one for several days, which was very troublesome.

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

In addition, spiritual items were generally afraid of things with strong yang energy. For this kind of item suspected of harboring a vengeful spirit, a mouthful of tongue blood could suppress it.

No big deal.

The pair of red dancing shoes rose and fell for a few seconds. Seeing that the human in front of them was unwilling to dance with them, they seemed to get angry. Dark red glows appeared on the shoes, and they rushed towards Ou Xiangrong in a rapid "da-da" sound.

Ou Xiangrong stood still, waiting for the red dancing shoes to approach. When they leaped towards the front of the car to attack him, he calmly swung the willow blade, trying to inflict a heavy blow to the vengeful spirit residing in the shoes.

However, the blade passed through the dancing shoes without the feeling of hitting a real object. This pair of weird red dancing shoes seemed to be in another space-time, not existing in reality.

"Bang, bang!"

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

He experienced the feeling that Zhang Yuanqing had just felt when his heart stopped beating from the pain and he couldn't breathe. At the same time, his face was burning with pain, and warm liquid flowed from his nostrils.

This, this is not a Night Watcher profession item... Ou Xiangrong looked shocked and dazed, and asked uncertainly:

"Void?"

The characteristics of this item seemed a bit like a certain foreign profession. How could a level 1 Night Watcher possess an item from a foreign profession?

Before he could think more, in Ou Xiangrong's sight, the pair of weird dancing shoes turned around and stomped again.

He didn't bother to wipe his nosebleed, and blocked his chest with his arms. With two bangs, this Enchanting Demon was kicked down from the roof of the car.

Ou Xiangrong either lunged forward, or sprinted, or rolled, or used the vehicle to dodge. He dodged most of the stomping of the red dancing shoes in the spacious underground garage.

But he was still unfortunately stepped on several times. Each stomp caused him unbearable pain. The injuries left over from last night's fierce battle broke out, and blood oozed from his internal organs.

So, so strong... The useless master Zhang Yuanqing watched the battle of the red dancing shoes, stunned.

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

Its pursuit could not be destroyed or interrupted. The target could only passively endure its pursuit, unless the rule was broken, that was, dancing.

But this was unrealistic. Even if Ou Xiangrong surrendered to the red dancing shoes and endured the shame of dancing a tap dance, he would intervene and make his dance have mistakes.

And if the dance steps went wrong, everything would be in vain.

However, Zhang Yuanqing also had a clear understanding of the power of the Enchanting Demon. With the stomping power of the red dancing shoes, Ou Xiangrong could actually withstand it.

His physical body was terribly strong.

"Ou Xiangrong won't be foolish enough to wait for death. When he realizes that he can only be beaten passively and can't fight back, he will definitely choose to escape..."

Zhang Yuanqing was clear-headed. He had to sneak attack before the other party escaped.

He didn't seek to kill the enemy, but he must hold back this murderer.

Bang, bang!

Ou Xiangrong was once again unable to dodge, and was kicked twice in the face by the red dancing shoes, kicking him staggering back, kicking him dizzy and disoriented.

Opportunity!

Zhang Yuanqing dashed out like a cheetah. He ran wildly with the Demon Subduing Pestle, running out of an arc-shaped parabola, and went around behind Ou Xiangrong.

He thrust the Demon Subduing Pestle fiercely into his back.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a dense fog-like white light blocked the triangular thorns of the Demon Subduing Pestle.

This power came from the bronze waist card tightly held in Ou Xiangrong's left hand, an ancient waist card covered with cracks and blood stains, like an item of a veteran who had been on the battlefield for a long time.

This was Zhao Yingjun's defensive item.

"Defensive item?"

Zhang Yuanqing, whose sneak attack failed, felt a chill in his heart. He took a wrong step and walked around Ou Xiangrong quickly. The Demon Subduing Pestle in his hand repeatedly chiseled the white light gas wall, chiseling out ripples of light.

This time, with the red dancing shoes covering him, he was not "killed in seconds" by this Enchanting Demon, and dangerously avoided several blades and fists.

Crack!

Finally, under the high-frequency strikes of the Demon Subduing Pestle and the red dancing shoes, the bronze waist card shattered into pieces, and the white light collapsed into light flakes.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing's Night Watcher time ended, and his body emerged.

Ou Xiangrong seemed to be waiting for this moment, his eyes surging with scarlet, and distorted and evil runes floated out.

Bewitch!

Zhang Yuanqing's mind buzzed, losing his ability to think, as if he had forgotten that he was in 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 Watcher's neck.

The reason why he would rather endure the attack of those terrible dancing shoes than use this defensive item was to wait for the Night Watcher to take the initiative to attack.

This item from the Scout profession had already been half damaged. If he used it in advance, it would at most resist the dancing shoes for a moment before being completely damaged.

He simply endured it and deliberately sold a flaw to lure the other party to take the initiative.

As he expected, this young Night Watcher lacked experience and couldn't hold back his temper, and he was indeed fooled.

However, just before the blade slashed across the young Night Watcher's neck, Ou Xiangrong saw the other party's body suddenly collapse, and the willow blade brushed past 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 Watcher's feet at some point, and forced him to do a split, avoiding his throat cut.

At the same time, the Night Watcher, who should have been bewitched, surged with golden light in his eyes, and instantly broke free from his bewildered state. He sprang his legs and slammed himself hard into Ou Xiangrong.

Ou Xiangrong had not expected such a situation at all, nor had he expected that a mere level 1 Night Watcher could break free from his bewitchment.

At this time, he was still holding the sword in a swinging posture, unable to retract his strength, and could only watch helplessly as the bronze pestle stabbed towards his chest.

"Puff!"

Flesh and blood were torn apart, and a dazzling golden light erupted from the tip of the Demon Subduing Pestle, burning all the vitality in his chest.

Ou Xiangrong's eyes went dark, and he almost fainted from the pain, but after all, he was a battle-hardened Enchanting Demon. He broke out his potential in his dying moments, pulled back his right arm, and dragged the willow blade towards the Night Watcher's throat.

At the same time, he tightened the muscles of his left arm, flicked his elbow joint, and turned his left fist into a powerful spear, stabbing the enemy's shoulder with a pop.

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly tilted his head back, dodging the throat-cutting blade, and was immediately hit in the shoulder by Ou Xiangrong's fist, flying out like a broken sandbag.

Bang!

Zhang Yuanqing crashed into a business car, and cracks were all over the car window. Before his falling body could land, it was erased inch by inch and disappeared from Ou Xiangrong's sight.

He once again entered the Night Watch state.

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

His heart was destroyed. Now, the only thing that could save him was the blood essence of a living person. He needed to kill someone to enter a berserk state.

Then he rushed out of the underground garage and bloodbathed the campus. With the bloodthirsty characteristics of the Enchanting Demon, he could repair his injuries and reverse life and death.

It was just that in this way, his moral value would definitely fall below 60, and he would be wanted by the Spirit Realm and surrounded and killed by Spirit Realm Walkers throughout the city, but he couldn't care about that much now.

"Da-da-da..."

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

In Ou Xiangrong's ears at this time, this footstep was simply a death knell, a sigh of the Grim Reaper, and a sentence from the King of Hell.

"Bang, bang!"

Ou Xiangrong's face was trampled on, his face was bloody and blurred, he fell backwards involuntarily, but at the last moment, Ou Xiangrong甩 out the willow blade in his hand.

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

Ou Xiangrong's eyes stared at the blade.

Ding!

Suddenly, sparks splashed, and the willow blade was knocked away by a bronze pestle extending from the void. Beside Xu Yingying, a figure emerged.

It was Zhang Yuanqing.

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

At this time, the red dancing shoes fell from the sky, stepping on his face, collapsing his nose, cracking his lips, and bursting out two eyeballs.

Ou Xiangrong's hands and feet twitched a few times, and he completely lost his vitality.

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

At this moment, his chest was rolling with戾 qi, and his hands and feet were shaking non-stop.

This was not fear, it was the mental excitement brought about by the soaring adrenaline. When people were in danger and urgently needed self-rescue, adrenaline would be secreted wildly. In this state, people would truly achieve the meaning of killing without blinking an eye.

Commonly known as getting on top!

The battle plan was successful.

Before fighting this battle, he had already thought very clearly. The only thing he needed to avoid was the other party's bewitchment skill. Therefore, before deciding to sneak attack, he had already made a sacrifice to the Demon Subduing Pestle.

One of the functions of the Demon Subduing Pestle was purification.

And the second form of the red dancing shoes was the basis for him to dare to fight in close combat, and it did help him avoid a fatal throat cut.

Marking, bewitchment, berserk, close combat... He had calculated all of Ou Xiangrong's abilities clearly and made preparations. If he still couldn't win this, Zhang Yuanqing felt that there was no need to hang around.

After breathing for a few minutes, Zhang Yuanqing calmed down his agitated emotions and heard the Spirit Realm prompt in his ear:

[Ding, you killed a level 3 Enchanting Demon, obtained 30 moral points, 15 reputation points, reputation is open. ]

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned and quickly opened the character attribute panel, and found that there was an additional reputation column.

Reputation? Killing Spirit Realm Walkers from the opposing camp will reward reputation? As an old game player, he was no stranger to reputation, but he didn't know what reputation in the Spirit Realm world was for.

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

Compared with the reputation rewarded by the Spirit Realm, he was more concerned about the spoils in reality.

He got up and walked to Ou Xiangrong's body, kicked the eyeballs to the bottom of the car, and dragged the body to the shadows in the corner.

He groped carefully on the corpse and found a mobile phone and a wallet.

The mobile phone was the kind of old-fashioned one that could only make calls, but the wallet was bulging. When he opened it, there was a stack of hundred-yuan bills and a fake ID card.

Zhang Yuanqing counted carefully, "As a wanted criminal, he only carries more than 1,500 yuan. Is this appropriate..."

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

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

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

[Name: Bloodthirsty Blade]

[Type: Weapon]

[Function: Bleeding, Bloodthirsty, Armor Breaking]

[Introduction: A powerful Enchanting Demon fed this knife with his own blood essence. Over time, it became extremely bloodthirsty. Its blade can cut through hard steel, and wounds hit by it are difficult to heal. It will absorb the prey's blood essence and feed it back to the master, making him stronger.]

[Note: A knife that doesn't want the owner's blood is not a good knife.]

"This knife looks very awesome. If it had killed Xu Yingying just now, Ou Xiangrong would have been able to get feedback from the weapon... Fortunately, I kept an eye out and guarded Xu Yingying's side."

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

This knife is still an unowned object. It is very simple to make it recognize its owner. Just put it into the item bar.

But Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to collect it for the time being, because the [Note] in the item information was a bit alarming.

The Bloodthirsty Blade should belong to a price-type item, and that line of notes is the price of using it.

Combining the introduction of this knife, Zhang Yuanqing could probably guess what the price of this knife was. There were only two possibilities: First, the person who obtained this knife would be cursed and eventually die tragically.

Second, this knife needs the owner to feed it with blood essence regularly. This possibility is the greatest.

It's feeding blood essence again. A Demon Subduing Pestle has already made me anemic. If I add this Bloodthirsty Blade, how can I live?

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing saw the red dancing shoes "da-da-da" walking in front of him, rising and falling, and a message appeared:

[Would you like to dance with me? If you would, please step in place.]

He then remembered that he had not collected this item into the item bar yet. He was about to refuse and collect the item when he suddenly received a prompt from the Spirit Realm in his mind:

[Note: Each time you use this item, you need to dance once. If you refuse, the red dancing shoes will no longer appreciate you and will launch a pursuit against you.]

Zhang Yuanqing opened his mouth little by little in surprise. This was the first time he used it in reality after subduing the red dancing shoes. He had never expected that using this rule-based item would require paying such a price.

If you don't dance with me, I'll kill you? This is too坑吧... Zhang Yuanqing got up with a smile, "I'm extremely happy."

Soon, clear tap sounds rang out in the empty and quiet parking garage.

This time Zhang Yuanqing did not trigger the old injury, but completed a dance with his extraordinary physique, but the dance steps were frequently wrong.

Fortunately, as the owner, he did not suffer the attack of the red dancing shoes.

After finishing the dance, the red dancing shoes crossed their right foot back and tiptoed on their toes, bowing in a curtsy.

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

Following the sound, he saw Li Dongze leading Guan Ya, leading seven or eight unfamiliar Spirit Realm Walkers, running wildly into the underground garage.

Some of them held guns, some held knives, and some held cats... fully armed.

Fortunately, fortunately, the dance is over... Zhang Yuanqing was extremely thankful.

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