Chapter 911 - The Little Princess With The Imperial Sword (1/2)

Zhong Ran’s whole body was ice cold. He stared blankly as if he had seen a ghost.

“Get lost, get lost… ” Both of Ye Ling’s personalities started to fight again. He was in so much pain that he twitched. It was like a tangled fight in his mind. Every second was like a knife, killing him with a thousand cuts. Ye Ling was suffering endlessly.

He was twitching so violently!

Shen Qianshu hugged his head. His eyes were filled with anger. She suddenly turned around and roared at Zhong Ran. “What are you doing in a daze!”

“Miss Shen, do you know what you are doing?”

Aren’t you afraid of Master hurting Little Master?

Little Master is so weak.

He was uncertain that the second personality remembered Little Master.

He was even more uncertain when the second personality would slip into madness.

What if something happens?

“Zhong Ran!” Shen Qianshu’s gaze was fierce. She had changed and looked like a superior who had made the decision to kill. She was like the female version of Ye Ling. She was imperious. “We are a family.”

As a family, we bear the weight together!

Even if it’s wrong, we also bear it together!

Zhong Ran ran wildly to look for Tong Hua. Ye Ling was twitching like he had been given an electric shock by someone. Suddenly, he stood up and punched the wall with his fist. The impact resulted in a hole in the wall. The sniper who was holding the gun was extremely hesitant.

Should I shoot?

He also did not dare to shoot without a command.

Looking from his point of view, Miss Shen was really in danger.

Shen Qianshu pounced over and hugged Ye Ling’s waist from behind to stop him from hurting himself. “Master, don’t… don’t struggle. Let… yourselves go.”

Ye Ling seemed to be in greater pain. He wished so badly that he could kill himself with a gunshot to end his misery. However, suddenly, he miraculously calmed down slowly. He was no longer like a wild beast roaring wildly. His voice was already hoarse.

“Child… ” The man shouted persistently. His eyes were red. After the intense pain, his rough voice rang. “My… child.”

“He is coming immediately. He is coming immediately. Don’t be anxious.” While Shen Qianshu was crying, she stretched her hand out to touch his face.