"Look at the time when the Iron Sword Sect has rarely been harassed by horse thieves over the years. If you didn't pretend to be horse thieves, new horse thieves would appear, which would not be a good thing for our Iron Sword Sect!"

When Jiang Xingye saw Liu Debiao's attitude, he immediately said angrily: "Master, but the disciples all want to go back! Over the years, you said that in order to make the performance more realistic, the disciples even went to rob the house against their conscience. Some people could not bear the condemnation of their conscience and could not sleep at night, and some disciples even made false acts and went on a wrong path. If this continues, everyone will not be able to go back!"

"Am I the head of the sect or you? As an elder in the sect, you only need to strictly implement the orders of this sect. You don't need to worry too much about other things. If you have nothing to do, just go back first!"

After Liu Debiao said that, Jiang Xingye flashed and disappeared without caring about it, but Jiang Xingye's face looked very ugly. She devoted herself to the development of the Iron Sword Sect, but who knew that she had fallen to this point.

Jiang Xingye even had a premonition that the Iron Sword Sect might have completely given up on them, and they will never be able to go back as a horse thief for the rest of their lives.

After Murong Ningyue listened to the conversation between Jiang Xingye and Liu Debiao in the dark, she immediately had a plan in her mind. After returning to the camp, Murong Ningyue found Zhang Ziqian first.

"Uncle Master, you are a fifth-grade alchemist. You must have some poison or something on you, right?"

Zhang Ziqian was surprised when he heard this: "Mr. Murong, what do you want poison? Are we going to poison the people from the Iron Sword Sect? But all the poisons are easily discovered, and it is probably not that easy to poison them!"

Murong Ningyue smiled and said, "Who said you want to use a very poison? Just use the most common poison, which can make people feel weak in limbs or diarrhea and headaches. The most important thing is that the concealment must be strong and not easily discovered."

Zhang Ziqian thought for a while and said, "I still have some poisons like this. When will we poison it?"

Zhang Ziqian usually learns alchemy with the Dan Sheng, and spends most of his time in the refining room, and basically has never experienced the ups and downs of the world.

At this moment, when he heard that Murong Ningyue was going to poison the Iron Sword Sect, he suddenly became interested and wanted to try it out. Murong Ningyue smiled and said, "Don't be anxious, there is still something that has not been done. Just in these few days, you can prepare the poison first!"

After Murong Ningyue said that, he hurriedly left. At this time, he was already standing in front of Jiang Xingye's tent. After seeing Liu Debiao, Jiang Xingye entered the tent and never came out.

Murong Ningyue opened the curtain door and walked into the tent. Jiang Xingye noticed someone looking up, but found that Murong Ningyue suddenly showed a hint of suspicion.

"It's you? Is there anything you have?"

Murong Ningyue sneered and said, "I don't know if you should call you Deputy Gang Leader or Elder Jiang?"

Jiang Xingye's face changed drastically and said in a low voice: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Murong Ningyue said calmly: "It doesn't matter who I am. It's important to see the disciples I brought out but cannot go back. You must be very sad, right?"
Chapter completed!