My vampire princess wants to repay a debt of gratitude.

The man in the baseball cap, whose neck was stuck to the hook, was flung away with a fork.

"The heart, one of the vampires' weaknesses."

A blooming crimson rose appeared on the chest of the baseball cap, and the eyes bulged out, as if the most terrifying attack had occurred.

He had just bitten his teeth off and instinctively wanted to back away, but an invisible force held him back, and his strength kept draining away.

Just as he was about to break free of his restraints, Ye Zimo stabbed him with a sword, piercing straight into his heart.

Not only that, but if only the heart is injured, as long as it doesn't leave the body or the weapon isn't made of wood, vampires can recover instantly.

But with this single strike, he skillfully separated his heart from the surrounding flesh in the blink of an eye.

The man in the baseball cap was sent flying, but his heart remained on the bone sword, still faintly beating.

The man in the baseball cap crashed into the wall and fell to the ground. His skin lost its luster, veins bulged on his face, and his complexion turned grayish-black, like a zombie, devoid of any life.

"What...what kind of swordsmanship is this?!"

The remaining six members of the seven-person vampire group were utterly bewildered.

First, there was a human with an impenetrable wall of steel and superhuman strength, and then there was Ye Zimo's bizarre swordsmanship.

"The Butcher's Skill of Carving an Ox: This is a sword technique I learned from watching him dissect an ox. Although it's rudimentary, it's more than enough to deal with you juniors."

Ye Zimo said calmly.

These vampire families from the West had never heard of the name "Butcher Ding." They looked at each other, feeling that Ye Zimo was as troublesome as ever.

Has she actually lost her abilities?

"His aura is clearly much weaker."

"And what's the deal with this man?"

Clearly, the seven-member vampire group was unaware of the specific function of the Redemption Rose and had no suspicion that Lin Mo had absorbed their power. Compared to someone like Xiang Yu, who had lived for thousands of years, they were truly naive and simple-minded.

Ye Zimo slowly walked up to Lin Mo, blocking their view.

“I haven’t killed anyone in a long time. After all, times are changing, and killing and power are no longer the themes of this era.”

With her light, airy words, the vibrant, beating heart was thrust in front of the group by the bone sword, and drops of blood dripped from the heart onto the ground, making a pitter-patter sound.

In the alley where you could hear a pin drop, the sound was exceptionally clear, mixed with the rapid heartbeats of several people, making the atmosphere tense and eerie.

She flicked the bone sword, tossed her gradually cooling heart to the ground, wiped the bloodstains from the bone sword with a snow-white silk scarf, then gracefully sheathed the ancient sword and turned to look at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo swallowed hard. He had thought that Ye Zimo, who had lost her superhuman powers, would be weak and frail, like a little white rabbit. But he never expected that Ye Zimo would always be Ye Zimo and would never be weak.

It was December, and the bleak wind carried fallen leaves deep into the alley. Night was brutally pulled down, and the dividing line of dusk had fallen.

Night came exceptionally early.

Besides the few vampires in the alley, Ye Zimo could sense pairs of eyes staring at them from the darkness.

She knew, and so did the other families.

The fact that they arrived so quickly caught her off guard.

They were all observing to see how badly her condition had deteriorated, or rather, to verify the truth of the rumors.

Therefore, Ye Zimo, who initially had no intention of killing, chose to take the heart of the man in the baseball cap with a single sword strike.

If anyone else dares to attack again, she will mercilessly annihilate them.

Taking advantage of the fact that Lin Mo had drained their power, Ye Zimo seized the opportunity to scare away the other covetous vampires.

The killings among vampires can never be measured by morality.

Ye Zimo taught Lin Mo another lesson, showing him his truly cold side.

"Don't worry about that strange man for now. He doesn't smell like a vampire, but he does smell like a fox. Maybe he's a demon."

"Yes, let's join forces to take her down first, seize the sacred artifact, and avoid any further complications."

"You need to be quick."

The six of them acted together, surrounding Ye Zimo from all sides, and then launched a coordinated attack.

Their fists, claws, and legs are their primary means of attack. Vampires' bodies are many times stronger than those of normal humans, and a full-force punch can directly destroy a building.

Of course, the power of vampires is closely related to their age, as well as their cultivation and talent.

Even if Ye Zimo lost all her strength, she could still win against these juniors who had only lived for a little over a hundred years by relying on her swordsmanship.

Moreover, Lin Mo had absorbed most of their power.

Ye Zimo bent her knees slightly, placed her hands on the scabbard, and assumed the stance of Iaido, appearing at the other end of the alley in an instant.

As she sheathed her sword, several dazzling lines of blood shot up in the sky, neatly slicing the six people in half.

“Decapitation can also kill vampires.”

Ye Zimo stood up straight, her face expressionless, her red eyes empty.

Killing brought her no satisfaction or fulfillment, only emptiness.

"Did you remember?"

Ye Zimo's gaze fell on Lin Mo again, and Lin Mo nodded slightly.

Then he felt as if the eyes around him had disappeared.

His senses are now even more acute than Ye Zimo's, so he can feel the same threats that Ye Zimo can sense.

As the vampires hiding in the darkness withdrew, the alley returned to its desolate state—a true desolation.

This alley is rarely used.

But Lin Mo could take a shortcut to greatly reduce his journey to school.

Thanks to the small number of people, that scene was not witnessed.

Xiaoju went to investigate Li Mao's whereabouts, and Ye Zimo was unwilling to personally clean up the corpses on the ground. The two stood awkwardly in the alley, silently looking at each other.

Lin Mo understood something from her eyes and sighed, "How about we call Xiao Ju back?"

“Drag it to an abandoned, unfinished building, set it on fire, and burn it down.”

Ye Zimo said with great experience.

Chapter 84 Trouble

After dealing with the vampire man's body, the two did not return directly to Qingtu Residential Area, but instead took a detour to the mall to pick out bicycles.

After all, it was his first day back, and he had already broken his sister's bicycle; that just didn't make sense.

Aren't you afraid?

Ye Zimo's cool voice rang out.

"what?"

Lin Mo didn't know what Ye Zimo was asking. After all, four hours had passed since she drew her sword, and she had remained silent until now. Lin Mo was a little lost when she suddenly asked such a question.

"nothing."

Ye Zimo suddenly realized that her question was meaningless. Whether Lin Mo was afraid or not was no longer important. She was about to return to her family home, and she didn't know how long she would be gone. By the time she returned to repay her kindness, Lin Mo might be seventy or eighty years old, a proper old cartoonist.

Although sacred artifacts possess the attribute of immortality, it does not mean they will not age or hinder Lin Mo's growth.

Let's transform him then. Although being immortal in that form might be a bit of a hassle, perhaps that's just fate.

A hint of sadness crept into Ye Zimo's eyes as she thought about the impending separation.

"Comics must not be abandoned."

Ye Zimo suddenly said something.

Lin Mo nodded: "Don't worry, I still have drafts saved up."

"Xiaomi editors seem to have made some new demands of you recently."

Ye Zimo said leisurely, she had obviously seen the chat window between the editor and Lin Mo while she was secretly looking at Lin Mo's drafts.

The editor's point is that Lin Mo's recent fight scenes have indeed become increasingly exciting, but the protagonist lacks an emotional storyline. It would be best to introduce a female lead or a female supporting character so that the male lead can have a romance, thus catering to the romance market.

Otherwise, simple detective stories and fights would no longer be able to attract a wide readership.

After all, dating is the mainstream in the market.

Lin Mo simply brushed it off. The detective plot was already brain-teasing enough, let alone romance. How could a cartoonist have time for romance? Romance stories drawn without romance are soulless!

However, the comics on the platform all need to enter the market for selection, and the best are eliminated. Every quarter, 25% of the worst comics will be selected and censored. Lin Mo is aware of this competitive mechanism.

"If all else fails, just cut it off and start a new comic."

Lin Mo's dream is to be a cartoonist. Like novelists, cartoonists must always be prepared to cut.

Ye Zimo's eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes held an unusual expression.

"No, you can't cut it. What will I do if you cut it?"

Is she really the only female fan?

Lin Mo pressed down on Ye Zimo's shoulder: "Don't worry, even if it's cut off, I will still satisfy you."

"No, you can't cut it."

Ye Zimo looked resolute.

Lin Mo's idea of ​​"satisfying" was, of course, drawing other comics to satisfy Ye Zimo's addiction to watching anime, but the people passing by didn't think so, and they all cast strange glances at him.

After picking out a brand new electric bicycle for Lin Xuan, the two left the mall and rode back to Qingtu Community.

Lin Mo took out his key, opened the door, and looked at Ye Zimo sideways. "Come in."

Ye Zimo was stunned. This was the first time Lin Mo had invited her into his home.

The owner of the house invited Ye Zimo to enter the house, which is common knowledge among vampires.

Having been through so much together, Lin Mo had long since placed his trust in her.

Ye Zimo lifted her foot and gracefully walked into Lin Mo's home.

Lin Xuan was still attending nursing school, and Xiao Ju had also been dispatched elsewhere, leaving only the two of them at home.