Dressed as the white moonlight of the blackened male protagonist

Chapter 179 Dirty My Eyes
In desperation, he relied on the power of the seal to make a sound from the inner world.

[Xia Nishang, even if my little ginseng blew himself up in his dantian, don't even think about touching labor! 】

He looked at the jailer who was stripping his clothes, and said anxiously, 【You bastards, do you have integrity? You can also desecrate the jade body that I enshrine seven nobles? 】

【Ahhh!Stop it, only fairies can, get the hell out of here! 】

It looked like the jailer was going to rape him.

Several jailers also had black lines on their faces.

Feng Qi was still yelling, 【Heads can be broken, blood can flow, and morals can't be lost. 】

After a while, the top was stripped clean, revealing the marks of being whipped just now, and the wound was still bleeding. Xia Nishang gave the boy a contemptuous look, "A piece of abdominal muscle, what a little trash."

"Okay, I don't have time to spend time talking trash with you, you guys, chop him up!"

A few jailers began to discuss, with smirks still hanging from the corners of their mouths.

"Hahaha I don't know if the arms of ginseng essence are like slices of lotus root."

"It should be very chewy. Blessed is the Nishang Fairy."

"That's natural, but I don't know if the ginseng essence will be bloody if the arm is cut off, but the lotus root slices don't have blood."

"Then he might be able to draw silk, lotus root slices can draw silk!"

Feng Qi's face was full of contempt, [A group of evil animals, ginseng can't draw silk, bah! 】

"Don't dare to speak hard," a jailer came over with a machete, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, "you will become the belly of the fairy in a while."

Xia Nishang leisurely looked at the boy in the back, who was so frightened that his face turned pale.

I don't know if refined ginseng tastes more fragrant.

The jailer held a machete and stuck it on Feng Qi's arm. The boy's eyes widened and his face turned pale with fright. Their ginseng clan has no regenerative ability!
"Don't worry, my brother is a professional executioner in the heavens and has received a certificate."

"Business is full, absolutely painless!"

Fengqi: 【I...】

The knife suddenly slashed at Feng Qi's delicate little arm, with a sharp killing breath, Feng Qi closed his eyes, and was about to cry.

At this time——

A silk thread with purple spiritual power intercepted the jailer's strength, and when the shiny machete touched the thread of spiritual power, it instantly shattered into powder and turned into fly ash.

Xia Nishang suddenly turned around, annoyed, "Who is it? How dare you spoil my good deeds!"

Feng Qiyi opened his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, seeing that his arm was still there, he felt relieved.

The ground was empty.

At this time, an ethereal voice echoed in the dark cell, "Are you blind? I'm right in front of you."

Xia Nishang was furious when she heard the words, and followed the voice to look overhead. A girl about the same age as Feng Qi was hanging upside down on the beam. She tilted her head and pulled the thread of spiritual power back to her wrist, turning it into a thin line jewelry.

Immediately, he flew neatly, and his toes lightly landed on the ground.

Xia Nishang was startled, "You are Princess Yaochi's younger sister, Princess Seven!"

"You know, why don't you hurry up and bow down to this princess?" The girl was dressed in a gorgeous red brocade dress, bright and gaudy, with a delicate and noble tone.

She has purple star pupils, curved willow-leaf eyebrows, and a bun face with a bit of baby fat.

Feng Qi was stunned: Is this a fairy?
So... so cute.

Xia Nishang and a group of jailers quickly bowed, "See Seventh Princess!"

The Seventh Princess Di Mingxi waved her hand, and the others got up, she just wanted to open her mouth to let the others release Feng Qi, but when she saw a pale body, she quickly covered her face, "Ah, what are you doing taking off his shirt... ..."

"Dirty my eyes."

(End of this chapter)