Chapter 33 You Are My Sword

Liu Xi Wan wrapped in a black cotton cloak, tightly wrapped body like an owl gathering its wings in the wind and snow.

　　The wind blowing outside the door swirled back around her neck, and her short, shiny hair fluttered, like the black tide of the sea that collided with the jade tree-like neck, and in her messy eyebrows, although her eyebrows were cold and she was dressed up like a male, she had not yet completely shed her childishness, and between her bright eyes and dainty lips, she carried a sense of small and delicate delicacy.

　　She stood, towering over the teenager who was in no crisis, sitting still.

　　Ning Changjiu tilted his head some to look at her and said, "Your hair is dyed black?"

　　Liu Xi Wan's eyebrows narrowed, her eyelashes were already long and thick, and now that they were narrowed, her good-looking eyes were like two lines drawn by an ink brush, full of killing intent.

　　"I was originally black!" Liu Xiwan said with a straight face