Shaojun riding the sea

Chapter 245 My Wife Xuan Ling
"I really can't accept this. I'm going to die here in vain before I even recognize Ah Yue..."

Shi Xuanling leaned weakly against the big tree behind her, a few drops of blood falling on her long eyelashes. She looked at the blue monster approaching her step by step, her mind suddenly in a trance, countless past scenes flashed through her mind.

Those unforgettable moments, those hard-sought hopes, those obsessions that cannot be let go, the world is fleeting, and a person’s life...what are we living for?
In a trance, Shi Xuanling felt that she was hallucinating. A vague gray kitten slowly emerged in the air. It wagged its tail at her, trying hard to break out of the white fog that trapped it. It wanted to run towards her, and seemed eager to take her home.

There was mist in her eyes, and Shi Xuanling couldn't help but stretch out her hand, wanting to touch the little gray cat in mid-air.

"Ayue, are you here to take me home?"

The rustling night wind blew through the girl's long skirt and hair, and the bell on her wrist made a clear sound. In fact, she had no idea that she had already been poisoned at this moment, so these phantom illusions appeared before her eyes.

Yes, those Shura soldiers who took the elixir are actually not living people at all. They are half human and half ghost, and the blue blood in their bodies is highly poisonous, which is no different from "corpse poison" to some extent.

Shi Xuanling killed the enemies without any scruples, and her skin was stained with a lot of blue flame blood. She thought she was immune to all poisons, and even the sea centipedes on Yunzhou Island could not do anything to her, so she never expected that she would fall into the poisonous blood of these blue monsters.

Fortunately, she grew up soaking in medicinal soup, and her body had long been immune to all poisons. So even though her body was splashed with Blue Flame Blood, she was just confused and weak and had hallucinations. Otherwise, if it were an ordinary person's flesh and blood body, she would have been poisoned to the bone by now, and corroded by the Blue Flame juice from head to toe into a pool of blood!

The mountain wind was howling, Shi Xuanling's eyes were blurred, she looked up at the void, the Shura soldier was already in front of her, she could even feel the cold light of the big knife -

It's over. It's all over.

The knife came down and a fierce murderous aura instantly hit her, but Shi Xuanling did not close her eyes in fear. She just continued to look at the little gray cat in the air and stretched out her hand to it.

However, the imagined pain of having his head cut by a knife did not come. Instead, a slight "click" sound was heard under the moon. The Shura soldier's body stiffened, and the hand holding the knife stopped in mid-air. He seemed to be frozen in place by some kind of spell, and his whole body was strangely frozen from head to toe in the night wind.

Shi Xuanling then realized something was wrong and looked up, but before she could react, there was another violent "crack", and the Shura soldier began to split from the top of his head, as if torn apart by a pair of invisible hands. His body was actually split into two, directly split into two halves under the moon!

Shi Xuanling blinked in disbelief. As the two halves of the body fell to the ground with a bang, her vision was no longer blocked, and the handsome figure under the moonlight finally came into her sight.

The young general with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, holding a long sword under the moon, covered in glory, handsome and unparalleled, still the appearance she was most familiar with. It turned out that it was not some invisible hand that tore the monster apart, but he was cut in half by a sword and died under the powerful swordsmanship of the Yue family!

"Ah, A Yue..."

Shi Xuanling tried hard to support her bloody body. At this moment, her mind was completely in a trance and she couldn't tell the difference between illusion and reality. She even thought that she was hallucinating because she was in an extremely desperate situation and saw the figure that was buried deep in her heart!
Tears fell down, mixed with blood, and could not be wiped away no matter how hard she tried. Shi Xuanling stretched out her hand, and through the hazy eyes of tears, she stared at the figure holding a long sword and with flying sleeves, as if she was in a dream.

Tuo Xuanyu, who arrived in time to rescue her, was shocked by the tragic sight of the girl covered in blood before he could even call out "Miss Qianli".

He had been trapped at the palace banquet with envoys from various countries. Xiyuehan had lost his brother and was so heartbroken that he just wanted to tear the assassin into pieces. The envoys were afraid that this madman would ask them to be buried with him, so they just wanted to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible, but no one dared to ask Xiyuehan.

Tuo Xuanyu stood up and asked Xiyuehan to evacuate the princess and the delegation immediately in the name of protecting Princess Fengzhou. After he spoke, the delegations of various countries also responded and followed. Perhaps it was because of Tuo Xuanyu's tough attitude and the reputation of Gumo God of War that Xiyuehan was a little afraid. Moreover, the culprit was the eldest prince's party, and the delegations of various countries present were just baits. There was indeed no suspicion, so Xiyuehan still retained some rationality and relented, arranging another channel for the delegations of various countries to evacuate.

After Tuo Xuanyu personally sent Princess Fengzhou away safely, he secretly turned back and headed straight for the top of the mountain to save the person he had to save at all costs!

After all, she still owed him an answer, didn't she?
Shi Xuanling was naturally unaware of the twists and turns in between. She just looked at the figure in the moonlight with tears in her eyes, and suddenly endless grievances and sorrow surged in her heart.

It was as if she had been floating in the cold sea for a long time, suffering a lot, and enduring long-term loneliness and despair. Finally, at the last moment before falling into the sea, she saw a ray of light, heard a piece of Sanskrit sound, and grabbed a piece of driftwood.

And he is the dawn, the Sanskrit sound, and the drifting wood that carries her ashore.

At that moment, a myriad of emotions surged in her heart. Shi Xuanling could no longer hold back and spoke hoarsely to the phantom in front of her, speaking tearfully the words in Gumo dialect that she had learned from Zhizhi, the words she had wanted to say to him a long, long time ago -

"Ayue, I miss you so much. I really... I miss you so much."

The whistling mountain wind blew past the girl's bloodstained skirt, and the sound of bells rang softly. Tuo Xuanyu's steps that were about to move forward paused instantly. He looked towards the moon in disbelief, at the girl who was telling him about her longing for her.

She was covered in blood, crying, and looked so aggrieved that his heart suddenly ached. He wanted to go forward, but suddenly he had a splitting headache, as if he was dizzy by something, and he almost couldn't hold the sword in his hand!
Many blurry images flashed through his mind, making it increasingly difficult for him to breathe and his head ached as if it was about to explode.

In the deepest part of his memory, there was a girl covered in blood. She stood on the top of a high tower, surrounded by blood mist. He was anxious, but could not save her. At the moment of life and death, he was in a state of near obsession, and swung the last sword with the highest lethality in the Yue family sword manual. Risking the backlash, he finally broke through the chaos, rushed into the blood array resolutely, and hugged her tightly!

All kinds of fragmented images flooded into his mind like a tide. Tuo Xuanyu's breathing became more and more rapid. Suddenly, many chaotic voices came to his ears, so urgent, so heartbreaking -

"It's the All-Spirit Summoning Technique. Oh no! Xuan Ling will bleed to death!"

"That's enough, Xuan Ling, stop it, or you'll die!"

"If you want to save Yunzhou Island and sacrifice to the heavens, then take my life, don't hurt my wife, and return the little bell to me!"

……

With a loud bang, like a thunderbolt that broke through the chaos, everything became clear and everything gradually emerged. Tuo Xuanyu suddenly raised his head and looked at the girl covered in blood under the moon!
This scene completely overlapped with the scene on the top of Chongming Tower that day. Yes, he remembered that when the Chinu army of 100,000 attacked Yunzhou Island, he and she joined hands to fight the enemy, lived and died together, and never left each other!
It was her, the girl who had accompanied him in exile at sea, who had gone through countless things, who had worshipped with him in the mountains, and who had married him under the witness of fireflies. The girl whom he had hidden deep in his heart, he finally remembered her!
Tears blurred his vision, and the boy's lips moved as he murmured unconsciously, "Little, little bell..."

The moonlight was bright, the mountain wind was howling, he held the long sword of delusion in his hand, and walked towards her slowly and firmly, step by step.

With white mist lingering around his shoulders, the trapped little gray cat finally broke free from the shackles, and nothing could stop him anymore.

With tears on his face, he finally spoke again to the figure that had been buried deep in his heart, sealed for a long time, but never truly forgotten for a day, and gently called out the long-lost voice:
"My wife, Xuan Ling."