Chapter 208 The Sword of Sura

Ning Changjiu loosened the front collars of her clothes and then untied the belt on her black cloak. As the cloak was slack, Siming’s action of absorbing the dry branch slightly stiffened. She cracked an extremely faint smile. Her dense eyelashes drooped and covered the look in her eyes. “When I was in the snowy gorge that night, I never expected that this would happen,” Siming suddenly said with a smile.