Chapter 755 - Little Shu, Move Away (2/2)

A time bomb was already in her body. If she wanted her life, that would an instantaneous thing.

But Black Rose did not act like that

She had also successfully gotten the Blood Rose. Yet, why was she still hounding after Shen Qianshu?

“Fang Hongxiu’s unconsciousness is not because of the car accident?”

Shen Qianshu gently shook her head and said, “Master, I want to visit the Gu Manor.

Ye Ling’s face was really cold. His amber eyes were deep and cold. Shen Qianshu thought of Black Rose’s words: ‘The second Ye Ling only has hatred.’ She believed this sentence. Ye Ling’s second personality was surely inseparable from Aventura.

If Fang Hongxiu could wake up, this puzzle could perhaps be solved.

If not, they would forever be at a loss.

“I’ll go with you.”

“Ok!”

When both of them reached Gu Manor, they were met with a big war.

Second Old Master Gu was actually in the process of caning Gu Yuanli. He held on to a huge whip and was frantically caning Gu Yuanli with a sinister expression. Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother, and Gu Xie were standing at one side, afraid to speak up.

Gu Yuanli’s back was already a bloody mess, but he remained quiet, letting Gu Chun whip him.

Shen Qianshu broke free of Ye Ling’s grip and hurriedly rushed forward, stopping in front of Gu Yuanli. Her voice was full of horror. “What are you doing?”

“Little Shu!” Fourth Brother was scared that she would get hurt. He hurriedly pulled her back, not wanting her to get embroiled in this mess.

Shen Qianshu did not care about him. She stared at Gu Chun intently and said, “Are you planning to beat Master to death?”

Although she knew that he was her brother, she was still used to calling him Master.

Gu Yuanli briefly turned around. His soft face was dripping of cold sweat. “Little Shu, move away.”

Shen Qianshu lightly shook her head and was determined to not move no matter what he said. Gu Yuanli was soon going to be beaten to death by Gu Chun.

“What wrong has Master done?”

The sinister look in Gu Chun’s eyes had already slowly disappeared. On the long whip, there was only blood.