Fu Ling'er withdrew the Chaos Net, and at this moment, the skull had disappeared.

The skull was dissolved by the power of chaos. Seeing that the place where the skull disappeared was severely damaged, Fu Ling'er was a good person to the end. She mixed the power of wood into the power of chaos and slowly repaired the damaged area.

He is a powerful general from Qiankun Palace, so there can't be any mistakes.

Far away in the north region, on the top of a mountain in the Xuanyun Sect on Qiyun Mountain, in a training room, a middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged. He closed his eyes, formed seals with his hands, and emitted a faint fluctuation of divine power. It was obvious that he was practicing some advanced skills.

However, at the moment the skull completely disappeared, the man suddenly trembled without warning, and then he suddenly opened his eyes, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth like a fountain!

The blood splashed in the air in a scarlet arc, then fell heavily on the ground, forming a shocking pool of blood.

The man's body seemed to have been drained of all its strength, and he fell to the ground limply with a muffled "bang". His face turned as pale as paper, his eyes were closed, and he was lifeless, obviously having fainted.

At the moment he finally fainted, the only thought that flashed through his mind was - it's over.

Not everyone can withstand the backlash of the evil curse. Unless a divine doctor treats them, they will become insane and suffer ten times the pain of the evil curse.

It took only a cup of tea for Fu Ling'er to withdraw the power of chaos. She didn't consume much energy and was still full of energy.

On the other hand, Min Cang looked like he had just experienced a desperate struggle for survival, and his whole body was in a state of disarray.

However, judging from his bright eyes, he was obviously in very good spirits.

Luan Ye and Qin Mingfei let go of Min Cang and helped his tired body sit on the back of the chair. Luan Ye asked anxiously.

"Brother, how are you? Are you okay?" His tone was filled with worry. The two of them had walked together until now, experiencing the test of life and death together. They gave each other the courage to live. If something happened to his brother, he would feel that there was not much meaning in living.

"Very good, I feel very good now, thank you for saving my life, Deputy Palace Master. Deputy Palace Master, my madness is cured, right?" Min Cang wanted to get a clear answer, so he stared at Fu Ling'er without blinking.

"Haha, you still don't believe me? A mere evil curse can't defeat me. You are indeed well now, and the evil curse has been lifted." Fu Ling'er nodded and smiled slightly.

"Really? I'm fine, I will never go crazy again," Min Cang was in a daze, muttering to himself, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

He will finally stop going crazy and mad uncontrollably, and stop killing crazily like the devil that escaped from hell without recognizing any relatives or friends.

God knows how he, who was once so bright and clear-minded, could accept himself like that. The inner torment almost destroyed him. When he was sober, he wanted to die. It was his junior brother who told him again and again that he could not let the people who harmed them live happily. If they died like this, their enemies would only applaud and celebrate, and no one would shed a tear for them.

Min Cang recalled the past ten years of slavery and how they had managed to survive day by day. He couldn't hold back his inner sadness and burst into tears.

Luan Ye knew how his senior brother felt. The sorrow that had been suppressed deep in his heart suddenly burst out, and it was no exaggeration to say that it was heart-wrenching.

He also burst into tears, and the two of them hugged each other and cried, comforting each other.

Fu Ling'er and Qin Mingfei looked at each other. It was not easy to interrupt this situation. It would be good to vent the dark emotions that had been suppressed for too long. So they should just wait quietly!

After a while, Min Cang gradually calmed down, and when he finally remembered where they were, he felt embarrassed for a moment. Thinking of himself crying heartbreakingly just now, he suddenly had the urge to run away.

"Luan Ye, come and sit here. I will also remove the curse for you," Fu Ling'er seemed not to notice the embarrassment on their faces and changed the subject naturally.

"Ah? Oh, okay, thank you, Deputy Palace Master." Luan Ye also wanted to dig a hole in the ground, but looking at Fu Ling'er's eyes that didn't show much emotion, he gritted his teeth and sat over, trying hard to ignore the heat on his face.

Probe the pulse, input the power of chaos, capture the skull, withdraw, all in one go.

On the top of the mountain of Xuanyun Sect, the man who had fainted unconsciously spat out a large mouthful of blood again, dyeing the ground beneath him red, which was a shocking sight.

At this moment, Luan Ye finally experienced the same feeling as Min Cang, that life was worse than death. At this moment, he felt refreshed and his mind was clear.

Finally, he felt that his former high-spirited self was back.

The two looked at each other, then stood up and walked to Fu Ling'er, kneeling down together.

"Thank you for saving my life, Deputy Palace Master. From now on, Min Cang (Luan Ye) will obey the orders of the Deputy Palace Master and will never betray him."

"Get up. I don't need your thanks. You joined my Qiankun Palace on your own accord. You are a part of my Qiankun Palace. As long as you don't betray me and don't commit crimes,

It is also my responsibility as the deputy hall master to help the disciples solve their problems and protect all the disciples of Qiankun Hall." Fu Linger waved her hand and threw out a chaotic force, gently lifting the two people.

The two were deeply shocked. It was the first time they had heard such words from a superior. Which of the Xuanyun Sect's leaders, elders, and peak masters would consider a disciple? It was a blessing that they didn't suppress you. How could they help the disciple solve his problems?

They suspected that this deputy hall master didn't know how to be a master!

"Okay, you don't have to think too much. As time goes by, you will know what kind of people the Palace Master and the Deputy Palace Master are." Qin Mingfei saw that the two of them looked shocked by Sister Ling's words, and he knew what they were thinking.

Time will tell, and they will understand that Sister Ling and Brother Yuan are not people who can be understood by ordinary people.

"Please sit down. I am more curious about the curse on you. Do you know who wants to harm you?"

“I don’t know, my junior brother Luan Ye and I were originally the proud disciples of the master of Xuanyun Sect’s Sword Peak.

Ten years ago, my junior fellow apprentice and I were framed for conspiring to steal the sect's most valuable weapon, the Qinghong Sword.

For a time, my junior fellow apprentice and I were condemned by thousands of people. Our master was extremely disappointed in us and refused to listen to our explanations. He just threw us into the dungeon.

We were tortured in the dungeon and eventually fainted. When we opened our eyes again, my junior brother and I were already locked in iron cages with slave collars.

I have never figured out who wants to harm us. My junior brother and I have good relationships and high prestige in the sect, and we have hardly ever had a conflict with anyone," Min Cang frowned, recalling the past painfully.