The test of ice and fire, Sonya did not pass, when she saw that Ling Xuanluo in the illusion might be injured by the monster, her heart defense collapsed, and she screamed miserably.

At the end of the test, Nangong Xiang withdrew the flames and relief apparitions and appeared on the throne on the altar.

The secret of the atrium has been revealed, and Sanya's only thought is to quickly escape with the ivory box and Ling'er, but no matter which direction she retreats, she will be blocked by the pillars of the temple.

Nangong Xiang watched her struggle, and when she had enough appreciation, she said coldly: "Sanya, you have been controlled by me since you were a child, although you have the ability to keep a hidden gap in the empty heart, but you are not smart enough to avoid my last temptation." I am so grateful for that glass of wine, and if you don't be greedy, I'm afraid I won't get the final answer. Do you think that your spirit of rebellion comes from an unextinguished nature, from Ling Xuanluo's infatuation with you?

The master and apprentice had already torn their faces, and Sanya's fear was diminished, and she sat up from the cold white stone ground and said: "I'm not wrong, it's you who are wrong, it's you who don't cherish my grandfather's trust in you, and you have been wrong again and again, so you have come to this point! I think back then, if you hadn't been ambitious to be a god, your grandfather would definitely pass on the position of the head of the Wuque Gate to you, then Elder Nanfeng would not take advantage of the situation to enter, the Wuque Gate would not have perished, and the battle of the Six Realms would not have broken out!"

Her innocence made even Ling'er sigh when she heard it, let alone Nangong Xiang.

The demon has no eyebrows, only a symbolic shrug of his forehead, and he should raise his eyebrows, "Silly girl, if everything in the world is as simple as you think, I'm afraid that even the Witch Bird Gate will not exist." Your spirit of rebellion, as I said, did not come from you or Ling Xuanluo, but do you know where it came from? It came from the hatred that I instilled in you, the hatred for the world, and for your loved ones, and its root is the Witch Bird Gate. Hatred gives you a forbearance that is difficult for ordinary people to reach, and you can survive in such a difficult level as ice and fire until Ling Xuanluo appears. Huoling'er is right, true love is invincible, as long as Ling Xuanluo does not change his mind about you, your heart will be taken back by him sooner or later, it seems that he is really right. ”

The demon mentioned the fire bells, and the ivory box shuddered again. A shiver came from Sanya's arm into her heart, and she glanced at the box in amazement, as if she understood something in an instant, and a complicated smile appeared in her dull eyes.

She no longer felt flustered, and said calmly: "From today on, the master-apprentice relationship between you and me has come to an end, and you have used my head for me." I won't call you a master anymore, you never have been anyway. You can cut open my heart, but all I ask you is to let go of that elven soul. And Xiangli, she is just my plaything, and she is not worthy of dying with me, so no matter what, you must take out the wolf yuan from my body and return it to its original owner. ”

"What? Sonya, are you crazy? How can you take the initiative to ask Nangong Xiang to kill you? Don't you want to see Ling Xuanluo again? Also, you hate Xiangli to the bone, and the purpose of taking away the ivory box is to recapture the Blue Peacock Demon Yuan, and then strangle her, in case she robs your body and occupies your sweetheart, why do you want to save her at this time?"

Ling'er was also much bolder, but when she heard her say that she wanted to let Nangong Xiang dissect her heart, she was anxious, jumping up and down in the atrium, and she kept jumping suddenly.

Nangong Xiang leaned forward with a silver hair, and said in a strange manner: "Oh, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, it seems that the people of the Condor Alliance did not hurt you in vain." A heartless girl, at the last moment of her life, she learned to be righteous and awe-inspiring, and she regarded death as home. It's a pity that your brain has been occupied by hatred for hundreds of years, and my memories have been extracted by me from time to time, and it is really not very smart to use it now. ”