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Lín Yè Without a hint of fatigue, even though she had just emerged from an intense battle. Her black, tight leather suit still bore the blood of her enemies, but she paid it no mind. Concealed by the dense foliage, her figure moved swiftly and silently like a ghost.
In the distance, the neon lights of the city flickered in the night sky, forming a stark contrast with the forest at this moment. Even in this secluded wilderness, Lín Yè remained vigilant at all times, because she knew that danger often lurked beneath the quiet surface.
As she moved forward, the ancient building gradually appeared in her sight. The house was surrounded by trees and vines, like a forgotten corner of time, separating the modern from the ancient.
When she pushed open the ancient door, a scent mixed with the fragrance of books and antiques hit her. The shelves around were filled with various ancient books, old maps, and various mysterious artifacts. And in the center of the room, a man was sitting at an ancient wooden table, his robe embroidered with various mysterious runes, giving off an air of arrogance.
The man lifted his head, his eyes deep as if they could see through everything, and a hint of a mysterious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "I have been waiting for you for a long time, Lín Yè."
Lín Yè looked puzzled, her silver longsword ready to be drawn at any moment. "Who are you? How do you know my name?" she asked, her voice tinged with caution.
The man stood up and walked to the window, overlooking the city below. "I am Calvin, a magician who has studied the Bloodline curse. And as for you, every corner of the city, every wisp of wind, is telling the heroic deeds of a woman named Lín Yè," he said in a calm and deep voice, with an indescribable charm.
Lín Yè looked at him warily, her mind racing. This magician seemed to know many of her secrets, which made her feel uneasy.
She knew that in this complicated world, anyone she met could potentially be an enemy. However, she also understood that if Calvin really knew something about the Bloodline curse, then he might be an important lead for her.
"What do you know?" she asked Lín Yè directly.
Calvin's gaze became deep, and his fingers lightly touched an old book on the table. "The curse of Bloodline, ancient and mysterious, its roots are far deeper than you can imagine. To unravel it, you need not only power but also wisdom."
A sense of unease surged in Lín Yè's heart. She felt as if she were being drawn into an unimaginable whirlpool. "Can you tell me how to do it?" she asked, her eyes shining with determination.
Calvin stood up and walked towards the bookshelf, pulling out a seemingly very ancient book. "This book records the key to breaking the curse, but I must warn you, the road ahead is filled with difficulties and dangers."
Lín Yè Taking the book, its heavy texture made her heart heavy as well. "I have long been prepared to face everything," her voice was firm, like the brightest stars in the night sky, illuminating the path ahead.
Calvin nodded slightly, seemingly appreciating Lín Yè's determination. "Well then, good luck, Lín Yè. May the wind guide your path," he said before turning back to his desk, as if returning to his solitary research.
Lín Yè tightened her grip on the book in her hand. This time, she was not only seeking revenge, but also aiming to uncover the truth behind the layers of mist.
After leaving the ancient building filled with a mysterious atmosphere, the thoughts of Lín Yè scattered like mist blown by the wind, elusive. The ancient book in her hand felt heavy, as if carrying secrets of a thousand years. Every page turned seemed to whisper ancient curses and the secrets of power.
The city's night was always colorful, with neon lights reflecting into Lín Yè's eyes as colorful beams, but her heart was like the loneliest star in the night sky, lonely and resolute. This book, this mystery, and the layers of conspiracy seemed to have firmly bound her fate, making her unable to escape.
On a quiet street, Lín Yè found a secluded corner and sat down on a stone bench. The light from the street lamp cast a slanted glow on the ancient book, giving it a mysterious allure. Lín Yè gently opened the book, and between its pages, there was a pervasive force that seemed to transcend time and space. Each rune appeared to conceal ancient wisdom and power.
Her eyes were fixed on the words that chronicled the origins and secret history of the Bloodline curse. Every line quickened her heartbeat, every passage made her blood boil. She knew that the knowledge in this book was the key to her fight against Bloodline, perhaps even to rewriting her own destiny.
Suddenly, a cold breath that did not belong to this world permeated the air, causing Lín Yè's heart to tighten involuntarily. Her intuition was very sharp, and she knew that this breath was not of a benevolent nature. In an instant, Lín Yè closed her book and agilely stood up.
In her hand, a silver longsword had silently been drawn from its sheath, its tip gleaming with a chilling light in the darkness. Lín Yè moved swiftly like a nocturnal predator, blending into the surrounding darkness. Her eyes shone like those of a cat in the night, ready to face the imminent danger.
Shadows intertwine in the darkness, and a silent, dangerous confrontation has begun. The eyes of Lín Yè flicker with alertness, her figure agile as the wind, the tip of her sword gleaming with cold light, guarding her only clue.
"No need to be so tense, Lín Yè," a familiar voice rings out in the darkness, with a hint of playful banter, "Am I really that scary?"
Lín Yè felt a sudden tightness in his chest, and when he turned around, he saw Rayark standing not far away, holding two daggers with a sly smile on his face. "Are you following me?" Lín Yè said with a hint of reproach in his tone.
Rayark put away his playful expression, walked up to Lín Yè, and his eyes became serious. "We are all worried about you, Lín Yè. This matter involves too many unknowns, and you shouldn't bear it alone."
Lín Yè fell silent for a moment, then turned around, her gaze piercing through the night. "This is my battle, Rayark. I don't want my past to become your burden."
Rayark walked to her side, standing shoulder to shoulder. "Perhaps this is your battle, but we are partners, Lín Yè. In this world, there are no truly solitary warriors."
Lín Yè looked at Rayark from the side and saw the determination and trust in his eyes. She sighed softly, feeling her strong defenses slowly melting away in the face of this determination and trust.
"Alright, but we need to be careful along the way," Lín Yè finally compromised, realizing how important it is to have a reliable partner.
Rayark nodded slightly, a knowing smile appearing on his face. The night stretched their shadows long and distorted, but the trust between them shone like the brightest stars in the night sky, guiding their way.
Lín Yè let out a sigh of relief, taking in a deep breath of the cool night air, a rare relaxed smile forming at the corner of her mouth. She glanced at Rayark and teased, "You, always so talkative."
Rayark He pretended to be aggrieved as he touched her golden hair, muttering, "I'm just worried about you, how did I end up being so naggy?"
Lín Yè He smirked, but the laughter in his eyes couldn't be hidden. This relaxed atmosphere temporarily made them forget about the entanglements and dangers, as if only in this moment could they breathe a hint of free air.
RayarkCuriously tilting his head, Lín Yè looked at the ancient book in his hand, his eyes shining with the light of exploration: "What exactly does that book record?"
Lín Yè silently turned to a certain page in the book, pointing to the complex and incomprehensible text and patterns on it, and said in a deep voice: "Here it mentions an ancient ritual, seemingly intricately linked to a curse. But the specific methods and processes still require further research."
Rayark furrowed his brows slightly and after a moment of contemplation, said, "We can return to the organization, where there are abundant resources and excellent researchers. Perhaps they can help us unravel these mysteries."
Lín Yè fell silent for a moment, then nodded firmly, with a determined glint in her eyes. "No matter how perilous the path ahead may be, I am determined to uncover the truth behind this curse and seek justice for those innocent souls." Her voice carried an unmistakable resolve, as if she had already prepared for any sacrifice.
Rayark Looking at Lín Yè, with a determined gaze, her heart couldn't help but tighten. Once this strong female hunter makes up her mind, she has a heart of steel, and she will never turn back even if the sky falls and the earth cracks. He gently grasped Lín Yè's shoulder and said seriously, "No matter what difficulties we encounter, I will fight alongside you until the very end."
Lín Yè turned around, looking at Rayark's confident and sunny face, feeling a warm surge in her heart. She smiled slightly and nodded, "Thank you, my partner." As their eyes met, the unspoken trust between them was stronger and more sincere than any words.
Two people walked out of a secluded corner and set out on the journey. At some point, Simon appeared behind them, watching the backs of Lín Yè and Rayark with complex emotions in his eyes.
He touched the silver bracelet in his pocket, his thoughts spinning rapidly.
The night has grown late, the stars are twinkling, and the entire city is immersed in a peaceful atmosphere.
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