Escape
"Hold him down for me!" Hua Shengjie broke down.
Those people immediately rushed forward.
They wanted to pin Qin Sha to the ground.
But Qin Sha was still babbling nonsense.
He struggled wildly, trying to get up.
"Ah~"
"Rising from my deathbed in shock, Brother Jie is in the room topping you!"
"Though old, my heart still burns with youthful madness—Beixuan, come play with him!"
"Let me go, let me go!! Ah!!"
He looked completely insane, and no one knew what he was even saying.
"In the bleak lands of Bashan and Chushui, Li Bai forcibly kissed Bai Juyi. Let me go, let me go, let me speak!"
"I want to spill the tea. I want to tell everyone our story."
"The spring breeze greens the south bank again—practice time, two and a half years."
Even more people at the scene started filming.
That night, they were destined to lose every shred of face they had.
Qin Sha blossomed again, screaming at the top of his lungs.
They had no face left to stay in this place.
The key was that they had no idea what had happened.
They could not find the cause, only stand there while people surrounded them and laughed.
"Uncle Qiu, hurry, take me away, take me away."
"Brother Chu, run! We're going to die."
"Young Master, wake up! How did things turn out like this? How am I supposed to explain this to the Dragon Lord?!"
Elder Zhao was about to explode too.
Damn it, how could someone make such a colossal mistake?
Even someone who had eaten shit since childhood could not have done something like this.
"Let me go! I still want to spill the tea, I still want to spill the tea!"
Qin Sha refused to leave no matter what.
Pointing