Shaojun riding the sea

Chapter 176 Meeting in the Stone Cave
In the dim rockery cave, there was not only a familiar voice, but also an all-too-familiar breath. The ice-blue butterfly that had disappeared for a long time gently spread its wings and fell into the girl's eyes again.

The young man was dressed in black and still wore the bronze mask. He looked thinner, but he seemed to be much taller than when we last met, and his temperament was no longer so indistinguishable. It's a bit less feminine, and more of a man's calm and firm aura.

Shi Xuanling trembled slightly and couldn't believe her eyes. She held her breath and was inexplicably excited: "Xiao, Xiaomo!"

After saying goodbye to Yunzhou Island, it felt like a lifetime ago. She had been worried about his safety and wondered if he was well. When she returned to the imperial city, she also tried every means to find out about his whereabouts from Pei Shixi. But at that time, in the bamboo forest on the outskirts of the city, only Pei Shixi could find him. Gave her an ambiguous, specious answer——

"He came back and didn't come back."

It was like playing a riddle. She thought about it secretly for a long time, not knowing what it meant. She didn't know whether Xiao Mo was good or bad, or whether he had returned to the Zhenfu Division safe and sound.

Originally, she planned to find another opportunity to explore Pei Shixi's story, or sneak directly into the Zhenfu Department to look for traces of Xiao Mo, but before she could take action, she unexpectedly found out that the ice blue bird that worried her so much was... The colored butterfly appeared in front of her again.

Shi Xuanling almost stepped forward without thinking. Huo Ran grabbed Xiao Mo's wrist and said with great joy: "Fortunately, you are fine. After we said goodbye to Yunzhou Island last time, you don't know how worried I was..."

In the empty cave, the girl's joyful words stopped abruptly, and were replaced by a breath of cold air, a sharp intake of cold air.

Shi Xuanling raised her head, her eyes filled with astonishment. She looked at the silent bronze mask in disbelief and said in a trembling voice:
"Hand, where is your hand? Xiaomo, where is your hand...?"

Yes, she was caught off guard and caught the air, and what she touched was not the boy's thin wrist, but an empty sleeve.

No, there was nothing. Even if she eagerly touched up her sleeves, she couldn't touch anything substantial. The boy's entire arm had disappeared!

Unable to describe the violent throbbing in her heart at this moment, Shi Xuanling clenched her palms, tears flashing in her wide eyes. She kept shaking her head, as if she could not convince herself:
"No, no, Xiaomo, why, why..."

She didn't even have the courage to ask, because it was too cruel, but in the silent cave, the ice-blue butterfly suddenly flapped its wings.

In the dim light, she suddenly tightly grasped the young man's free sleeve. Even if she no longer wanted to believe it, she could still see it clearly.

That butterfly, that ice blue butterfly—

It turned out that only one wing was left, and the other side was already incomplete!
In the long silence, Shi Xuanling gritted his teeth, feeling heartbroken and unable to speak: "Did you lose it in the last battle on Yunzhou Island?"

Xiao Mo saw the tears in Shi Xuanling's eyes and felt her unbearable distress. Somehow, there was a surge of heat in his chest, sour and sour, but with some indescribable emotions.

He didn't answer, but she immediately understood his acquiescence, and the pain in her eyes couldn't help but deepen...

"Is it because you wanted to take me away but didn't have time to escape and wasted the opportunity to leave Yunzhou Island, so you suffered this disaster in the battlefield? Is it me, is it I...that made you look like this?" Once, Xiao Mo's body moved. He stared at Shi Xuanling's face for a long time, and finally shook his head and said softly:
"I originally went to Yunzhou Island to perform a mission. I couldn't avoid that battle. I don't blame anyone. Besides, swords have no eyes on the battlefield. Death and injury are inevitable. It's just losing an arm. It's better than losing a life. , isn’t it?”

"No, no, that's not the case, Xiaomo. That war is not inevitable for you. You told me that your mission has been completed long ago. There are ships from the Zhenfu Division to meet you. You can obviously You fled Yunzhou Island earlier, but you insisted on finding me and must take me away with you. It was because of me that I delayed your chance of survival and caused you to lose an arm in the war. right?"

Shi Xuanling stared closely into Xiao Mo's eyes. The overwhelming guilt and pain almost swallowed her up. She stubbornly wanted to get an answer, but in fact, how could she know what Xiao Mo really did for her? There was much more than what she saw on the surface.

"Sister, I am... very good now."

The young man sighed softly, and finally raised his hand and took off the bronze mask, revealing a face that was unparalleled in beauty.

He no longer bothered with her about the cause and effect of that day, but looked into her clear brown eyes, twitched the corners of his lips, and said softly:
"Sister, do you know that I have practiced swordsmanship very well with my left hand now. It is no worse than my right hand before. Even if I lose an arm, I am still me. I am the best shadow guard in the Zhenfu Division. , don’t worry about me anymore..."

"Xiao Mo, where is your broken arm?" Shi Xuanling said suddenly. She raised her head with a somewhat anxious expression: "Did you bring it back from the battlefield? Is it still intact? I may, maybe I can try to pick it up for you. I'll break your arm and make you recover as before. Really, let me try..."

The world is vast and medical methods are exquisite. It is not without precedent that a broken arm can be reattached. However, you have to take advantage of the moment when the arm is just broken and the life is still alive to fight for a few chances. But now it is only one step away from Yunzhou Island. The war has passed so long, and it is not known whether the severed arm is intact. Even if it is still alive, it has been completely "dead". Even if the medical immortal comes to the world, it will be difficult to restore it. As a medical master, how can Shi Xuanling Don’t you understand this?

But at this moment, she looked like she didn't care, and she was determined to give it a try. Rather than saying that she was dreaming, it would be better to say that her heart was cut by a knife, she felt too sorry for the broken arm, too much for Xiao Mo... this Friends.

How could Xiao Mo not understand Shi Xuanling's heartache and pity? His long eyelashes like crow feathers drooped down, and he finally suppressed the sadness in his heart, and just smiled softly:

"My broken arm must have been fed to the sharks in the sea. Sister, don't feel sorry for me anymore. After all, the most difficult road... I have already walked through it."

Every word of the young man was as light as smoke, and all the pain was reduced to three simple words: "Come here." But the more he acted as if nothing had happened, the more Shi Xuanling felt sad, and he was so sad. My heart was in pieces, and it was clenched into a ball.

She was too sad, too remorseful, and too eager to make up for Xiaomo's "loss" caused by her. It was obvious that it was impossible to reattach a broken arm, so she actually "found another way". What came to mind, she blurted out:
"I, I know, Xiaomo, I also have a very powerful friend. She is on Yunzhou Island now. She is very powerful. She can make many novel things. She is the number one Yanjia in Dongmu. Master, can I ask her to make another arm for you, a unique arm in the world? I’m sure it will be no worse than your previous right arm. You will definitely like it..."

"Sister, sister Xuanling."

Xiao Mo took a deep breath and suddenly raised his hand, wanting to touch Shi Xuanling's cheek, "Stop crying, don't shed tears for me, don't I still have one hand?"

Even Shi Xuanling herself didn't realize that tears had fallen all over her face without her realizing it.

Xiao Mo's hand paused, then gently stepped forward, carefully stroking away the tears that fell from the girl's face.

"Fortunately, I can still wipe away your tears with this remaining hand."