She is the God of war. She is Shura. She is the soul of a hundred thousand fierce army. She is boned, and she must not frown. Her mother was killed when she went out to fight for her country. She vowed to revenge, but suddenly found that there was a conspiracy hidden in it. He is a knight, he is a doctor, he is a spy, gentle as jade, loyal. He approached her with purpose, but healed her scars, and fell in love with her unconsciously. Li Qingtong held the dagger against him: “Who are you! Don’t say I killed you! ” Si Youyu’s evil spirit smiled: “Do you want to be a widow when you treat your husband like this?”