Reborn from the ashes: The Fifth Miss Devil

Yun Jingchu turned his head with a hint of surprise, raised his eyebrows and said: "Why, the thirteenth prince doesn't like the meat on the chest, or, do you like the meat on the thigh?"

"Stop! Stop! Let's withdraw, can't we withdraw? Please let my twelfth brother go." Dasil shouted hoarsely with a look of going crazy on his face.

"Just say no." Yun Jingchu pressed his hand, signaled the soldier to pause, and then said loudly, "No injury, come back."

Wushang's eyes moved slightly, his body flashed, and turned into a white shadow, and the next moment he fell back to Yun Jingchu's side, threw the plate in his hand aside, and sat next to Yun Jingchu to continue grilling meat slowly, elegantly Like a banished immortal, it seems that killing a dozen people with a single sword just now was someone else's illusion.

Yun Jingchu looked at Daxier with a smile, waiting for his action.

Dasil turned to Damour who was still in a daze, "Ninth brother, withdraw! If you don't agree, don't blame brother for being rude."

"Thirteenth brother, it's impossible, this is..."

Before Damur finished speaking, Dasil's face darkened, he waved his hand, and said in a cold voice: "Come on, surround the Ninth Prince and Prince Maudan."

The stupid people behind Dasil were stunned for a moment before they came to their senses, stepped forward, and ran towards Damur and Maodan.Damur's guards and Maodan's guards reacted accordingly, and drew their knives to stop them, but they had lost the opportunity. After a short sword confrontation, the swords in the hands of Dasil's guards reached Damur and Maodan. neck.

Damur and Maodan's guards were angry, and they wanted to fight again. Dasil's face darkened, and he shouted angrily: "Don't move, or I will kill your master alive."

The guards paused, and immediately stopped swinging their knives, and froze in place.

Damuer and Maodan held more than a dozen knives, their faces changed drastically, and they said angrily: "Dasil, you are rebellious!"

"Ninth Brother, I'm sorry, but my younger brother has no other choice. You can disregard Brother Twelfth's life, but I can't." After finishing speaking, he ordered the two guards, "You guys, take them both down the tower." Then, he turned to the other servants, "You guys, pass down the order immediately, everyone packs up and prepares to leave the city immediately!"

Prince Maodan also looked angry, looked at Daxier and said, "Prince Thirteen, please think twice before acting. Can you bear the responsibility for destroying the cooperation between the Kingdom of Jin and us, the Huns?"

Darcy looked determined: "I don't have time to think twice. If I think again, my twelfth brother will be tortured to death."

Dasil asked Damur and Maodan to go down the tower, but the guards around Damur and Maodan were wary and dared not move, so they could only follow behind.

After getting off the tower, Dasil ordered everyone to pack up and retreat. The generals under Damur and the generals of the Huns did not move, but looked at their own coach.

"Ninth brother, Prince Maodan, tell your people to withdraw immediately! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Dasil said coldly.

"Thirteenth brother, don't be obsessed with your obsession. Before you make a big mistake, let your people let us go. Otherwise, you can't afford it if Father Khan asks about the crime." Damur said coldly face said.

"Stop talking nonsense! Tell your people to withdraw quickly!" Dasil's face went crazy, he pulled out the knife in his hand, and put it across Damur's neck. With a little force, Damur's face immediately appeared. A bloodstain.