Shura's Evil Husband

Like a wounded cub, hiding in a corner, licking his wounds over and over again, tirelessly. Protect yourself with the soft petals on top of your head, like a proud yet fragile rose. Originally at an innocent age, Leng Ruoli was like Shura in hell. Wherever he passed, blood stained the world. Practicing the ruthless way, she stepped on the blood step by step from Le Tong to the peak of the music cultivator - the Music Demon. When she was twelve years old, Yelan took her in. In Tianyao Palace, she was trained the hardest and pampered the most. She was cold and he was indifferent, but he carefully pulled out the thorns in her heart little by little. Tao is ruthless but affectionate. If you become a demon, I will become a demon too! She is Shura, he is Mosha, two lonely wolves cherish each other. The end of the world is just around the corner, just because you are in my heart. No matter how the seas dry up and rocks rot, the world changes dramatically, when I turn around, that person is still by my side. Practicing the way of sentience, Feng Chenyang is the proud son of heaven in the eyes of the world. As gentle as jade, as handsome as any, the splendor of the Holy Son is incomparable. When they met for the first time, coquettish blood filled the corners of her mouth. She looked back with a faint cold light in her eyes. The appearance of an immortal, the heart of Shura, the ethereal white clothes flying in the red of heaven and earth... Ouyang Luoyao has captured the hearts of many people with her step by step, ethereal dance steps and clever smile. Is it identity or character that keeps you entangled with her for half your life? The skirt rotates, the bells ring softly, the purple waves ripple in circles, hundreds of flowers bloom, and hundreds of fruits are fragrant. The jade flute blew softly, the sword flowers fluttered, and the clear music penetrated people's ears. Blood filled the air, and the mountains were filled with corpses. In Ziqiong Continent, the strings are ethereal, the dances are flying, and the songs are echoing.