Chapter 228 The Fallen Leaves in the Late Autumn

The boat suddenly swayed in the center of the lake and then quickly became stable.

Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xiang'er sat facing each other. The two white figures set off each other and appeared like the white-painted wall.

Ning Changjiu was holding a new sword that was worth quite much. The sheath was made of the lacquered black sandalwood and the white serpent's skin. The white scaly sheath was adorned with copper pieces. The shiny copper was slightly made antique, which was adorned with light and shade alternately.

The moment Ning Changjiu held the sword handle, the iron sword in the serpent sheath seemed to come to life. It vibrated in the sheath as if a real white snake wiggled and wanted to cast off its old skin and replace it with the sharp and new scaly armor. As the sword Qi rose, the young man dropped his smile. Blown by the wind, his black hair also looked like a wildly dancing snake in the sheath.

He had started to