Of course, Xiahou Susu was very clear that she was bound by the vines. With this speed, no matter how she rolled, she would definitely not be able to escape Gu Qiqi’s clutches in the end.
However, she did not roll like this to escape in the first place!
Xiahou Susu’s eyes flashed, and a hint of calculation surfaced in her mind.
She tried her best -- Roll! Roll! Roll!
Gu Qiqi sneered as she watched her writhe on the ground.
Her shoes were thrown off, and her hair was messy like a chicken nest. Her face was tripped by the debris on the carpet, and soon, her skin was bruised. A bruise and a bloodstain covered her face, making her look very pathetic.
Gu Qiqi wasn’t in a hurry. She followed the rolling Xiahou Susu like a cat catching a mouse, taking an elegant walk.
She watched her roll all the way to the back door of the courtyard.
The Grass was flat, and Xiahou Susu could not roll anymore.
