Reborn from the Ashes: Miss Fifth Devil

As soon as the prisoner said this, Yun Jingchu guessed that the other party regarded him as a blameless person, no wonder he looked at her with such vigilance. Thinking about this, Yun Jingchu felt a little bit dumbfounded.

On the side, Dao was unhappy. Yun Jingchu was his commander and the person he respected the most in the world. Now that he saw someone being disrespectful to her, how could Dao stand aside and watch quietly.

"You should be more respectful when you speak. Maybe Baili Wujiu is a person in your eyes, but in the eyes of my lady, he is nothing, let alone do things for him. Also, what benefit does it have to my lady to lie to you trash?

." Dao said coldly with a sneer on his face.

"You..." When the knife came out, the prisoner choked and turned pale. He opened his mouth but didn't say a word.

Over there, other prisoners woke up one after another. Listening to the verbal exchanges between the two sides, their minds began to move, turning left and right. However, most of them were still wary of Yun Jingchu and the knife.

Yun Jingchu smiled slightly, and then spoke slowly: "My surname is Yun, and I am the fifth daughter of the Prime Minister's Palace of the Yuan Dynasty. I am really not the same as the prince you call me. Today, if you believe in me, work together with me.

Go out, you are not afraid of death anyway, so what are you afraid of? I promise you, as long as you go out alive, within twelve hours, I will let you see Baili Wushang. If you can't see me after twelve hours

It's safe and sound, and when the time comes, the worst thing you can do is die, isn't it?"

The reason why Yun Jingchu didn't say immediately was that she still needed time to confirm the identities of these people, so as not to make any mistakes and cause trouble to Baili Wushang.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other.

"Can you really let us meet our master?" The leading prisoner looked at Yun Jingchu with anticipation and suspicion.

"Of course." Yun Jingchu said firmly.

Everyone looked at each other again and exchanged glances. Finally, it was the leading prisoner who spoke: "Okay, we promise you. If you dare to lie to us, all of us will risk our lives to make you pay what you deserve."

The price is high, you'd better not take any chances."

Yun Jingchu smiled slightly, nodded and said, "That's natural."

"Okay, we listen to you. Tell me, what should we do?" the leading prisoner asked.

Yun Jingchu slowly frowned, not hiding his difficulties: "At first, we saw that your family was about to die by the sword, so we rushed out on impulse, but now we find that I can't

It's nerve-wracking to get everyone out."

As Yun Jingchu spoke, he walked towards the leading prisoner, then swung his long sword and cut off the bracelets and anklets that locked him, "I'll let you go first, and then we can figure out a solution together."

Next was the person next to him. Yun Jingchu wielded a sword as sharp as iron and cut off the bracelets and anklets of the prisoners next to him one by one.

Dao also followed Yun Jingchu's example and cut off other people's bracelets and anklets.

Soon, all fifty-eight people were put down. Some of the weak ones were leaning against the wall unsteadily as soon as they were put down, while some of the strong ones were jumping around and moving their arms and legs.

Yun Jingchu watched from the side, and then said: "Give them some pills to treat internal injuries and improve their skills."