"Yes, that's what I mean. If Uncle Zhao still wants to keep Singer by Wen Renyu's side, I will find a way to control the black substance and cut off the effect of the death contract, but there will be risks."

"Then Wen Renyu can't detect the changes in the death contract?"

"This... half and half, this is what I mean by risk." Fu Ling'er was not absolutely sure about this. If Wen Renyu did not awaken the death contract, then everything would be fine. But with the incident with Wu Tuo yesterday, she was afraid that Wen Renyu would be on guard and might check whether the death contracts of the hidden guards were normal? If he had a brain seizure, wouldn't it be easy to expose Singer's difference?

"That won't work. The risk is too great and he may be exposed. Singh will be in danger. The child has suffered a lot and finally returned to his family. We can't let him take risks again. Wen Renyu is a villain. Who knows when he will go crazy? Wouldn't that harm Singh?" Diwu Zhao hurriedly shook his head and refused to let Singh take risks again. After he released the death contract, he returned to his clan and stayed with the ancestor of the Xin family to show his filial piety.

"Okay, I understand. Let's get started! Singer, I need you to perform the technique of leaving your soul. During this period, you may feel pain, but just bear with it and it will pass. I will be quick." Yesterday, they didn't intend to spare Wutuo's life, so they searched his soul directly. Today, under the condition of not triggering the death contract, Singer's soul can leave his body for a short period of time.

"It's okay, Miss Ling, just come, I'm not afraid of pain." When Singer heard that the ancestor didn't let him go back, he felt relieved. It's not that he didn't want to go back, but since he found out that Wen Renyu was the murderer of his mother, when he faced Wen Renyu again, his heart and eyes were filled with hatred for his enemy, and this emotion was difficult to conceal.

Therefore, ever since he went back that time, he tried his best not to obey orders in front of Wen Renyu, for fear that Wen Renyu would notice his mood changes.

He was not afraid of death, he was just afraid that he would die before avenging his poor mother. If that happened, he would not be able to face his mother even in the underworld.

"Okay, come on, let's start. I will try my best to control it within a few breaths." Fu Ling'er asked Singer to lie down on a couch.

Now, what she wanted was to be quick, accurate and ruthless, and try to peel off the skull before Wen Renyu could react.

Fu Linger took a deep breath, and when Singer silently recited the spell, a shadow slowly rose from his body. In an instant, the three of them saw a black skull totem attached to Singer's soul.

With yesterday's experience, Fu Ling'er moved as fast as lightning, almost following her mind.

The power of chaos quickly froze, invaded, and merged, then suddenly peeled off and quickly left the soul while wrapping around the black ice block.

The action was done in one go, almost in the blink of an eye, and the next moment, Fu Ling'er waved her hand, and Singh's soul involuntarily returned to his body, and a little chaotic power was input into his crown to help his soul and body merge as soon as possible.

Then, Fu Ling'er put the black ice block into the space and placed it together with the black ice block in her hand. One day when she has time, she will study how that thing works and return it to Wen Renyu when she has the chance, so that he can also enjoy the pain of reaping the fruits of his own actions.

"Ling girl, is this the end?"

"Well, the death bond that bound Singh has been broken, and he will be free from now on."

"Thank you, Miss Ling! I will repay your kindness in the future, even if I die." Singh's voice was trembling with excitement, and tears of gratitude and joy were shining in his eyes. At this moment, his heart was filled with emotions that could not be expressed in words, as if all the pressure and restraints were released in an instant.

Once, he was used as a puppet by his enemies and was a killing tool, completely losing his freedom and dignity. He could not go against the slightest will of his master, and if he was not careful, he might face irreparable consequences. Ever since he knew that his master was the murderer who killed his mother and wanted to use him, the feeling of being controlled and used made him feel extremely painful and desperate.

However, today, all this has changed. The appearance of Miss Ling is like a ray of light that illuminates his dark world. She has lifted the death contract that has bound him, allowing him to regain his freedom. This sudden liberation has made Singh feel an unprecedented sense of relief, as if the heavy burden he was carrying has suddenly disappeared without a trace.

His body and mind were immersed in a state of joy, and the feeling was so wonderful that he could hardly believe it was real. He could finally get rid of the control of his enemies and start his life again, which was what he had always dreamed of.

He stood up and bowed deeply to Fu Ling'er, his gratitude evident in his words.

"Okay, okay. The fact that you were willing to return to the Fifth Family instead of choosing to stay with Wen Renyu is worth my hard work today." Fu Ling'er nodded and accepted Singh's salute. She could afford his bow.

"Hahaha, I said Ling girl is different. You are just like him. You never disappoint anyone. Alas! It's just a pity," Diwu Zhao was happy. Looking at the confident Fu Ling'er, he couldn't help but think of the god who once amazed the world. He was just like Ling girl. He was always so confident and powerful.

"Oh? Then in Uncle Zhao's eyes, what kind of person is my master?" Fu Ling'er sat next to Wanqi Yuan, picked up the teacup that was pushed in front of her, and took a sip.

"Master? It's really unexpected, your master! He is always the one who remains calm even when faced with a huge crisis. He cares about the world and is always very tolerant of everything in the world. He always persuades evil people to do good. Sometimes, I really don't like this about him.

There is no reason why a wicked person is evil; it is just his nature. Trying to persuade him to be good is like playing the lute to a cow.

Privately, I would occasionally visit him in the shrine, and we also played chess together. Later, a great war broke out. What a terrible catastrophe it was! Alas... In short, your master is a great man. "Diwu Zhao seemed to be thinking of that great war.

He fought against hundreds of enemies alone. He then used his life-long power to turn the tide, saving the continental plate from collapse.

At that time, he was exhausted and unconscious, and was carried back to the shrine by the God's Attendant, but he was also injured and unconscious and was taken back to the fifth family's land.

From now on, everyone shall accept their fate.

However, he returned to this prosperous world with the help of his apprentice, but he left forever.

Diwu Zhao had a myriad of thoughts and emotions, and there was always a little regret in his heart that he would not have the chance to see him again.