The world-renowned night of the snow wolf crying moon is approaching, Sang Ya accepted Nangong's instructions, dressed in white like a saint, but with the breath of a ghost from another world, floating into the Iron Dragon Cave.

After Ling Xuanluo gave her half of her heart, she experienced all kinds of feelings that ordinary people have, such as happiness, such as sweetness, and she had experienced it when she flipped through Ling'er's memories and read about Ling Xuanluo's past.

However, now when she walks into the Iron Dragon Cave, half of her heart is occupied by fear and loss, fearing that the wolf yuan, who has maintained life for thousands of years, will leave her body, and after losing tonight, she doesn't know who she will become, or if she is not, she will disappear from the world.

She was in a heavy mood, and it was Ling'er who was tormenting, soaked in tears, and the only thing she could do was to keep comforting her and telling her not to be afraid, Ling Xuanluo was praying for her somewhere in the world, waiting for her to return safely.

Sanya maintained her usual zombie appearance, except for the two feet that were moving forward, the rest of the parts were still, and even the eyeballs were locked and did not turn. But when she passed a secret room, she suddenly stopped, twisted her neck, and looked at the nameplate hanging on the top of the secret room, which had two words written on it: Xiangli.

"Xiangli ......" she read out, and the corners of her stereotypical mouth actually had a sneer.

In the secret room called "Xiangli", there is the ivory box. The door of the room was the enchantment that Nangong had sown down, and she walked in step by step regardless of raising her arm and removing the enchantment.

"Sanya, what are you going to do? you can't do this, you'll be discovered by Nangong Xiang!" Ling'er jumped wildly in a hurry.

Sang Ya had always been obedient to this heart from Ling Xuanluo, but this time she turned a deaf ear and walked straight to the blood-red altar where the ivory box was placed, and climbed the red steps.

"For thousands of years, you have been my plaything, even if tonight passes, no one can change this fact! This body is mine, once belonged to me, and will always belong to me! But I know that once the wolf yuan returns to you, you will have the strength to compete with me, to exchange my death for your rebirth. I can't let you get it, and the only way I can stop you is to kill you before you get the wolf yuan!"

"Sanya, you...... How can you say such a thing? We all think that you are controlled by Nangong Xiang to do those evil and terrible things, but if you treat Xiangli like this, if you are out of the true intention of hiding in the White Light Zone, the little prince will definitely be disappointed! Aren't you afraid of losing him?" Ling'er dissuaded in disbelief, this opposition from the atrium of the heart, more like she was fighting against herself in an ambivalent way.

Heart's objection seemed to work, her shoulders trembled, and the sneer on the corner of her mouth sank. But it didn't take long for his dull eyes to reveal a deeper ruthlessness, and he said angrily: "Ling'er, you are wrong, if I fully follow the master's order today, honestly spit out the wolf yuan, and return it to this woman, Xuanluo will be disappointed." Because if she gets in the way of it, and gets the wolf element and destroys the demon yuan she now depends on, I will die soon, and then she will be able to take over this body and regain her life. It is for Xuanluo, to be able to stay with him for a long time, to be the only woman he loves, that I have to do this!"

Ling'er was anxious and angry, and reprimanded: "Miss Xiangli has been locked in an ivory box, how can you be sure that she will harm you after obtaining the wolf yuan? If you make a mistake in judgment and mistakenly kill a poor woman who shares the same illness as you, will you really be able to live with the little boy with peace of mind and enjoy a happy life in the future?"

The question of "this ......" was to the point, and Sangya was torn apart by desire and heart, and her determination to grit her teeth was instantly dispersed.