"Where are your hands!?" Wan Jia couldn't believe her eyes. Nan Qiqi came out holding the so-called invisibility cloak. At first, he didn't believe she thought she was joking.

Unexpectedly, her hand really disappeared out of thin air.

"I said I didn't lie to you, I have full confidence to rescue your good friend." Nan Qiqi put on an invisibility cloak, and the whole person disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the voice circling and echoing in the air.

Wan Jia was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth, but it was reasonable to think about it, after all, she was a princess, and she couldn't get anything, and last time he saw her ability to touch hot coals, he felt that these were not surprising enough.

"Thank you, Princess, for your help." Wan Jia thanked her, and completely changed her mind on Nan Qiqi in his heart.

The door of the room was blown open by a gust of wind, making a creaking sound. Wan Jia stood there for a long time and did not hear Nan Qiqi's sound. It seemed that she had already left silently.

Nan Qiqi groped for the entrance to the bottom of the prison according to the map in her memory. Wan Jia reminded her that every noon, the guards in the bottom of the prison would change shifts, and this was the best time for her to sneak in.

[Master, are you really ready to take this risk? ]

Sirius was a little worried.

"Don't worry, I will definitely live, after all, Nan Qiqi also has a unique nickname - Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten!" Nan Qiqi was lying at the door, waiting for the time to change shifts to sneak in.

[Hey. ] Si Rui sighed deeply, and then disappeared the signal from her body. This time Nan Qiqi's mission is not within his scope of service, so he is not allowed to participate in her rescue activities.

He's really worried about her... If she burps accidentally, who will pay back his salary!

After a stick of incense, a wave of people came from a distance. They were wearing armor and holding cold weapons. They were undoubtedly the jailers of the bottom prison.

The headed jailer walked to the door of the bottom prison, stretched out his hand and took out the key, suddenly his hand froze and looked around vigilantly.

The headed jailer immediately clenched the hilt of the sword, his eyes revealing a terrifying murderous aura: "How can there be a scent of flowers, someone has been here before!"

Nan Qiqi held her breath and didn't dare to take a breath. After being dismissed as spicy chicken in the morning, she specially changed her clothes. She thought it was delicious, but she didn't expect this group of people to be so sensitive to fragrance.

The jailer behind him had a sullen face, and after hearing this, he didn't hold back his snort.

He pushed the jailer standing beside him: "Did you go to the **** again last night to be cool? This is clearly the smell of a girl's house."

The jailer beside him blushed instantly when he heard this, and said embarrassedly, "Boss, I'm sorry, this smell...maybe I brought it..."

The headed jailer glanced back and finally put down his hand on the hilt and took out the key: "Be careful next time."

Nan Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief. She was almost discovered just now. The vigilance of this group of people is not low. It seems that she should be more careful.

She followed closely behind the jailer, for fear that the jailer would not be able to smell the fragrance for a while, and she had doubts, but fortunately, the soles of her shoes were stuck with sponges, and she walked silently.

The guards have been walking to the bottom of the bottom of the prison. At first, the smell of blood was not very strong, and the further down, the smell of blood became stronger.

When he reached the last level of the hell, Nan Qiqi's nose was full of a strong smell of blood, and his mouth was also filled with a stench.

She couldn't help but think how much blood had flowed here to have such a strong and unbearable taste. But no one knows whether the person who bleeds is loyal or evil, there are too many secrets hidden in this small space...

"Shaoqing told him not to let him die, wake him up and continue to torture him!"

Nan Qiqi followed the voice, and the blood in her whole body flowed back instantly, and the cold hairs stood up one by one.

There was a man tied to the stake, his hair was messy and bloody, and there was almost no complete skin on his body. If it weren't for the slight ups and downs of his chest, she would have thought it was a person who was tortured to death.

After the guards handed over the work, only the guards followed by Nan Qiqi were left. They were smearing the tough whip with chili oil. The impact of sight and smell made Nan Qiqi's stomach churn.

"You said that it's not good for you to offend anyone, but you have to offend the Shaoqing of Dali Temple! You can only be counted as what you deserve."

The jailer's regretful voice fell, and what followed was the loud sound of the whip being slapped on the flesh. Wang Zhiyong stubbornly widened his eyes and groaned.

The tragic scene fell in Nan Qiqi's eyes, she covered her mouth in fear, not daring to make a sound, tears streaming down her cheeks.

She knew that Wang Zhiyong was victimized by a traitor, and she suddenly understood why he hated the court so much after that. The source of everything was here.

This is not hell, this is hell!

Wang Zhiyong fell into a coma again, and the jailer also felt that it was meaningless to draw an unresponsive person.

Finally, after pretending to draw a few whips, he called the other jailers to drink.

Nan Qiqi also quietly followed behind them, and while they were not resting, she took out a small packet of white powder from her arms and quietly sprinkled it into the wine jug.

The guards put down their guard and drank heavily, completely unaware that there was a problem with the drink.

The wine in the pot soon bottomed out, and a jailer realized something was wrong, staggered to his feet, and fell on the wine table before he could stand firm.

The jailer shouted: "The wine is poisonous!"

But it was too late, all the jailers fell one after another, and the wine table was in a mess.

Nan Qiqi poked the jailer carefully, but there was no response, she smiled smugly.

I didn't expect that the sweat medicine she brought would be so effective, she just put a full pack, enough for them to get a good night's sleep.

Nan Qiqi took off her invisibility cloak and walked in front of Wang Zhiyong. She couldn't bear to look directly, and digging for a long time in her arms, a large black pill lay peacefully in her palm.

She carefully stuffed the pill into Wang Zhiyong's pale mouth and waited for a while before Wang Zhiyong slowly opened his eyes.

"Who are you? Why are you here? Are you sent by that bitch?" When he saw the woman in front of him, it was obviously unexpected, and the hostility in his eyes was undisguised.

Nan Qiqi naturally corresponds the dog things to Su Yuxing, it seems that she saved the right person!

The jailer just said that Shaoqing is very interested in Wang Zhiyong, that is Su Yuxing.

As long as she hijacks Wang Zhiyong silently, Su Yuxing will definitely be mad at him, and let the original owner see that the god in her mind is actually the same as the dust in the quagmire.

Wang Zhiyong was a little impatient, and he asked again: "Who are you?"

Nan Qiqi's grape-like eyes twitched, and she blurted out: "I'm Luo Xiyan, the daughter of the Prime Minister, and I'm here to save you today."

"Save me?" Wang Zhiyong sneered, "How can your court have a good thing."

Nan Qiqi ignored him. She groped on the jailer's body and finally found a bunch of keys.

"Believe it or not." Nan Qiqi said with her hands already starting to open the lock for him.

The last lock was opened, and Wang Zhiyong regained his freedom. She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and couldn't help sighing, "I'm really a genius in unlocking, and I have unlocked two people in less than a month.

Do you want to open a lock shop later?