It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

"Hiss Liu~"

The distinct sound of sips could be heard from the audience, and it happened more than once.

"Humph~"

Hishikibu raised her eyebrows proudly at Liu Zheng.

The makeup just now was just a family requirement. Now you know how charming I am.

However, Liu Zheng turned a blind eye to her stunning contrast.

She's just a beautiful woman. He has seen many of them in real life and in dungeons.

The nightingale, the sea girl, the vampire girl, the novelist, none of them is worse than her.

Even the sniper rifle that is now dead or alive will definitely be a beauty when she grows up.

Not to mention that there is also Si Xue in the restaurant who is a disaster to the country and the people.

Oh, that’s the boss, that’s okay.

When Hiashikibu saw this, a murderous look flashed in his eyes.

Then she moved.

Her bare feet glided on the stage, and the rough surface was as slippery as ice under her feet.

Hishikibu's limbs are fully stretched while gliding. Her movements are not complicated, but full of smooth rhythm.

This is not a regular dance, but a figure skating move.

But she did it without either ice or skates.

Coupled with her naturally good figure and clothes that can fully bring out this advantage, her gracefulness is fully displayed in every move.

Even Liu Zheng couldn't help but look sideways, not to mention the audience, many authors were staring at him.

But soon, the scene on the stage was no longer so beautiful.

As Hishikibu's movements gradually accelerated, countless black words emanated from her every move.

They quickly gathered into smoke and then spread in all directions.

Although it didn't block the view, it cast an unsettling atmosphere over the stage.

And this is just the beginning.

"Hishikibu seems to be very angry."

"Isn't she a writer of sweet stories? Why does she have so many negative thoughts?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's because I write sweet stories and no one wants them, so I became a pervert?"

"Who made her dress like that before? If she had changed into this earlier, I would..."

"What about you?"

"I'll let Qinghu go on a blind date with her."

"Wow, you're so bad, you're worthy of being a villain writer."

The whispers in the audience, like the whispers of a poisonous snake, penetrated into Hishikibu's ears.

The dancer who was gliding on her knees had no expression on her face, but the black fog was getting thicker.

"I haven't asked you yet, how do you do a dance battle?"

Liu Zheng was surrounded by black fog but looked calm. He asked the black cat.

"Don't be rude to the other person, just dance. The stage will make its own judgment."

The black cat replied.

"I see. Fine then."

He untied the legendary vest and tied it around his waist, then pulled off the bloody restaurant uniform completely, revealing a body of incredible muscles.

Liu Zheng threw the uniform with force, and it glided in the air like a flying squirrel and fell into the audience.

"Wow~"

The audience stood on tiptoe or other parts of their body, trying to grab this gift from heaven.

However, they immediately froze.

Because two huge invisible blade arms were blocking the sky, the meaning was very clear: whoever dared to grab them would be chopped down.

The novelist maintained a gentle smile on his face, but the murderous aura from his body even dispelled the surrounding black fog.

Under the gaze of the authors, the uniform of the bloody restaurant was gently hooked by the invisible knife arm, and then floated down and fell into her arms.

The novelist hugged the uniform tightly, a sincere smile appeared on his face, and the murderous aura suddenly dissipated.

"Fuck, I got an idea."

"Fuck, me too!"

"Shit, I'm going to cut this one up and write a new book!"

"Didn't you just cut and write this last book?"

"That was just something I wrote to fool the editor. I have a feeling this is the dream love letter I will use to prove my truth!"

Amid the discussion, many authors took out their writing tools and started creating.

The black fog around them also became much thinner.

After all, inspiration is the author's best panacea.

"Not bad."

The black cat naturally noticed the changes in the field and nodded with satisfaction.

Maintaining the order of the association and inspiring the authors' inspiration, as long as it achieves these two points, the position of the next vice president is almost certain to be itss.

"Mr. Delivery Man, you really brought me a lot of surprises."

"I just don't know if you can still create a miracle."

"If you can successfully defend your title and become this year's dance king, I wouldn't mind deepening our relationship a little bit."

The black cat looked at Liu Zheng with expectation.

Of course Liu Zheng didn't know what Black Cat was planning. Now he only had eyes for Hiashikibu.

In other words, he only had eyes for Hiashikibu's dance.

Liu Zheng is not keen on dancing, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t like watching dance.

On the contrary, he loves watching dance videos and has even joined a dance club.

Figure skating is also one of Liu Zheng’s favorite sports to watch.

In Liu Zheng's opinion, Hishikibu's figure skating level has reached the level of a professional athlete.

If I compete with her by dancing the same kind of dance, I will inevitably be drawn into her rhythm and will definitely lose.

“Passion and spontaneity.”

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes and soon came up with an idea.

Suddenly, he twisted his waist and hips, then pointed forward.

The frivolous movements are like a playboy flirting with a beautiful woman, but the determined gaze is like a king summoning his soldiers.

This one appearance alone was enough to dazzle the audience.

Chapter 228 He is my man, no one can eat him except me

"Snapped!"

Accompanied by a crisp and powerful snap of fingers, Liu Zheng began to dance.

The four tentacles rose and fell like waves, but their movements were strong and powerful, without any sticky feeling.

"Clap!"

The strong and powerful hooves stepped on the ground, making a sound like tap shoes.

He walked towards Hishikibu with rhythmic dance steps.

The surrounding black fog rushed towards him and was then pushed away.

"Huh? Ah, I forgot to enable permissions."

When the black cat saw this scene, he was confused at first, and then he suddenly understood.

It patted its forehead, then picked up the feather pen and pointed it at Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng felt as if a valve had been opened in his soul.

The first black word emerged from his body, then the second, the third, and the fourth.

Countless words rushed to break free from the constraints of rationality and breathe the fresh air beyond Liu Zheng's will.

The words were all black at first, and then began to be mixed with some red.

By the end, it had turned completely bloody.

The thick black and red fog enveloped Liu Zheng, as if he was covered with a thick layer of mosaic.

In the thick fog, screams could be faintly heard.

There are women screaming, men screaming, insects screaming, and mermaids screaming.

And there was Liu Zheng’s own scream.

All the pain that Liu Zheng witnessed, experienced, and caused, turned into echoes in his soul without his knowledge, and he could not forget it.

"Ow!"

A loud and high-pitched scream resounded throughout the Colosseum.

Feeling the powerful will behind it, all the authors turned pale with fear.

As if they had found a backbone, all the screams adjusted their rhythm and joined the chorus of pain.

The music and lights of the Colosseum also seemed to be affected by the chorus and became unstable.

The original lively and lively accompaniment became intermittent, and some key syllables were replaced by screams.

The originally colorful laser lights were bright and dim, and finally all turned into black and red light.

The originally cheerful atmosphere of the dance party instantly turned into a horror movie scene.

Liu Zheng was unaware of this, as the negative thoughts that had been suppressing and weighing him down were eliminated, and he now fell into a state of incomparable lightness.

The light soul guides his light body to ascend towards an even lighter realm.

Dance! Dance! Dance!

Every muscle of Liu Zheng was mobilized and moved according to their own ideas.

Yet their rhythms are unified in one sound.

The sound was small at first, but soon grew louder and louder, swallowing up the entire screaming ensemble.

"Ya! Shub-Niggurath!"

"Meow meow meow!"

The black cat widened its eyes.

The other platinum authors also showed surprised expressions.

Of course they could tell that Liu Zheng had heard the gospel, but they didn't expect that the gospel could be brought out in this way.

"The idea is tough, let's work together!"

shouted a platinum author wearing a mink coat and a mouth full of gold teeth.

The platinum authors, including Kuroneko, nodded and took off their quills.

Following the direction their quills pointed, all the black fog became active, decomposing and combining into articles.

Then all the articles rushed onto the stage and completely enveloped Liu Zheng.