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One day, as dusk approached, Lin Tiantian and her brother Lin Ting, along with Shue Ling, stumbled upon a dark mist in a secluded valley. The air around them was thick with a heavy sense of oppression, making even breathing feel difficult.
The figure within the black mist slowly emerged before them, resembling a demon king stepping out from the abyss. A vague smile played on his indistinct face as he said, "Oh, aren't you the renowned Lin siblings, the demon hunters, along with the prince of the demon realm? What an honor it is to meet you here today."
Lin Ting frowned and responded in a deep voice, "Hei Wu, you cannot do as you please here. We have long been wary of your schemes."
However, Hei Wu seemed unconcerned and waved his hand lightly, causing the surrounding mist to thicken. "Your words are so resolute, truly admirable. But, to the point, I am here today to invite you to participate in a game with me. How about it? Will you dare to accept my challenge?"
Lin Tiantian sneered at the words, "A grown man playing such childish tricks, what is there to be afraid of?"
Shue Ling had a cold look in his eyes as he tightly gripped the ice and snow whip in his hand, "Black mist, no need for more words, when have we ever been afraid?"
As the tension between the two sides grew, the black mist suddenly burst into laughter, and the mist dispersed in an instant, revealing dozens of black-clothed figures behind him. He said coldly, "Very well, let me see how firm your determination is."
The battle quickly erupted, with Lin Ting and Lin Tiantian swiftly forming a defensive formation against the encirclement of the black-clothed figures. Lin Tiantian's spirit sword drew beautiful trajectories in the night, and every swing was filled with strength. Despite facing enemies far outnumbering herself, she did not retreat.
Shue Ling's ice and snow whip moved through the air like a spirit snake, each strike leaving enemies unable to resist, the chilling cold instilling fear.
Lin Tingze, the calm commander, swiftly maneuvered his short sword among the enemies, each thrust precise and showcasing his prowess as a seasoned Demon Hunter.
However, the power of the black mist far exceeded their imagination. The black mist, true to its name, carried an overwhelming dark force that shrouded the entire battlefield in an ominous atmosphere. Lin Tiantian, Lin Ting, and Shue Ling joined forces, attempting to resist this seemingly all-consuming evil.
As the battle intensified, Lin Tiantian's spiritual sword danced in the wind, with each swing gathering all her strength. However, it still seemed insufficient against the black mist. In a clash, the palm wind of the black mist struck like a sudden storm, and Lin Tiantian hurried to evade, but was still a step too slow. With a loud bang, she fell to the ground like a small boat battered by a huge wave, looking particularly small amidst the flying dust.
Shue Ling Witnessing all this, his eyes filled with anger as his long whip vibrated like the roar of a dragon, releasing a chilling power of ice, launching a more fierce attack directly at the black mist. Each lash seemed to carry all his anger and anxiety, yet the figure of the black mist remained elusive in the face of this immense power.
Lin Ting supported from the side, his short sword agile and precise, attempting to find the flaw in the black mist, but every time he got close, he seemed to be blocked by an invisible force. His eyes were full of vigilance, and each attack was the result of his precise calculation. However, facing such a powerful enemy, he also felt an unprecedented pressure.
" Tiantian!" Lin Ting saw the situation and felt anxious, but was also helpless. He knew that being distracted at this moment would only make things worse.
Lin Tiantian coughed painfully, trying to stand up. There were bloodstains on her face, but her indomitable spirit shone even brighter. "Don't worry about me, keep attacking!"
Shue Ling's attacks became more ferocious, but the black mist seemed to toy with them, easily dodging every time. In the face of this power, the three of them were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, ultimately unable to escape a crushing defeat.
The battle finally came to an end under the overwhelming force of the black mist. The three lay on the ground, gasping for breath, but their eyes still held the determination to never give up and the warmth of mutual support.
Lin Tiantian Struggling to prop up her body, she gritted her teeth and said, "We... haven't lost yet..."
Shue Ling Enduring the pain, she forced herself to sit up, her ice-blue eyes filled with unwillingness.
Lin Ting Using all her strength, she helped the two of them up, with a hint of unnoticed frustration flashing in her eyes.
The three of them supported each other and stood together, even though they were in a state of devastation, they had not lost the light of hope.
In the end, the dark mist receded and disdainfully glanced at them, "You think you can confront me with just you guys? You're far from it. However, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll spare your lives for now. I hope the next time we meet, you can give me a surprise."
With that, his figure flickered and disappeared into the night, leaving Lin Ting and Shue Ling standing in place, facing each other. They were filled with a sense of powerlessness and defeat. Tonight's defeat was undoubtedly a huge blow to them.
Lin Tiantian struggled to get up from the ground, waving her spiritual sword in an attempt to conceal her weakness. Through gritted teeth, she said, "We lost this time, but I will never give up. We must become stronger and not let the dark mist belittle us anymore."
Lin Tingze had a pale face. He looked deeply at his sister and Shue Ling, speaking firmly, "Yes, we cannot end like this. We need to regroup, learn more spells, and improve our strength. Only by becoming stronger can we protect ourselves and those around us."
Shue Ling stood quietly on the side, his eyes revealing an unprecedented determination, and softly said, "I will become stronger with you all, no matter what difficulties we encounter, never give up easily."
The three of them looked at each other, their eyes shining with unyielding determination. Despite the defeat they suffered tonight, it did not crush their spirits; instead, it made their hearts even more resilient. They knew that this was just the beginning of a long battle, and the road ahead was still long. They needed to accumulate experience in order to have a chance to defeat powerful enemies.
The night breeze is still gently blowing through the valley, carrying away the dust of battle and bringing new hope. Lin Ting and Shue Ling are reorganizing their equipment in the night, gazing at the distant starry sky with excitement.
After the dust of battle settles, Lin Ting, Lin Tiantian, and Shue Ling support each other and find a secluded place to rest. The night is as dark as ink, with stars twinkling, providing them with a faint light. They all have serious injuries, especially Lin Tiantian, who was most severely wounded in the battle.
Lin Ting took out simple medical supplies from the backpack and began treating Lin Tiantian's injuries. Lin Tiantian complained with a soft heart, saying, "This little injury is nothing, there's no need to be so careful."
Shue Ling quietly watched from the side, with a hint of worry and self-blame in his eyes. Seeing that Lin Ting was inexperienced and seemed afraid of hurting his sister, he softly said, "Let me do it. I have some knowledge in this area." After speaking, he took the medicine and gently and methodically cleaned Lin Tiantian's wound.
Lin Tiantian furrowed her brow, not because of the pain, but because she felt heartache for Shue Ling: " Shue Ling, aren't you injured too? Why are you only concerned about me..."
But Shue Ling smiled gently and interrupted her: "Your injuries are more severe, so naturally they should be dealt with first."
Lin Ting saw the situation and knew it was not good to argue further, so he began to tend to his own wounds. Occasionally, he looked up at the two people taking care of each other and couldn't help but smile.
After tending to their injuries, the three of them sat together and shared simple food. Lin Tiantian looked at the bandage wrapped around her arm and suddenly remembered something. She said to Shue Ling, "By the way, Shue Ling, didn't you say last time that my new outfit was very impractical? Well, this time, my 'impractical' outfit at least blocked a sword for me."
Shue Ling He paused for a moment, then smiled, "The Tiantian perspective is naturally impeccable."
Lin Ting Listening to their conversation, couldn't help but interrupt, "If we didn't spend money on these 'practical' outfits every time, maybe we could be better prepared to fight the black mist."
Lin Tiantian grumbled, "Bro, this time it's not me spending money recklessly. Who knew we would encounter such a weird black mist." Then she turned to Shue Ling, " Shue Ling, when I recover from my injuries, let's go to the market. I want to buy a more 'practical' outfit."
Shue Ling could only nod helplessly in response, "Alright, it's up to you."
Lin Ting looked at this pair of bickering friends and knew that any words were unnecessary, so he could only sigh lightly, but his eyes were full of indulgence.
Late at night, the three of them found a place to lie down and prepare to rest. Although physically and mentally exhausted, after this battle, their souls were even more closely connected. As Lin Tiantian was about to fall asleep, she whispered to Lin Ting and Shue Ling, "Thank you both. With you here, I'm not afraid of any danger."
Lin Ting gently responded, "Silly girl, we are family."
Shue Ling was even more concise, "No need for thanks between us."
The gentle night breeze, the sparkling starlight. On this peaceful night, although the path ahead is unknown, they are filled with the warmth of supporting each other and the courage to move forward without fear.
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