章節 911: The Little Princess With The Imperial Sword

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?