Murong Ningyue smiled and said, "I don't want to do anything. I just feel unfair for you. You have worked hard to endure humiliation for the Tiejian Sect for so many years and are willing to do some dirty and tiring work with the insult of a horse thief, but they are not recognized by the Tiejian Sect. I am afraid you will still be a horse thief on the day you die. Is this worth it?"

"Bang!"

Jiang Xingye slapped the table in front of him hard. Just now, Murong Ningyue's words had completely hit his fatal hole. He could only use this extreme anger to cover up his panic and lā

Murong Ningyue saw that Jiang Xingye's current state was exactly what she wanted to see. Soul Fire quietly penetrated into Jiang Xingye's mind.

For a moment, Jiang Xingye's eyes looked confused, and then he regained his spirit again, but when Jiang Xingye spoke, he was shocked.

"Mom, I have successfully controlled this person's thoughts. His mind was so fragile just now, but I think he will wake up after a while."

Although this voice was still Jiang Xingye's voice, Murong Ningyue knew that the soul fire was controlling Jiang Xingye's body at this time.

Originally, Jiang Xingye's cultivation could not be controlled by soul fire so easily, but Murong Ningyue deliberately said those words to stimulate Jiang Xingye.

As a result, Jiang Xingye was indeed fooled and his whole emotions became aroused. It was at that time that the soul fire took advantage of the situation and succeeded in one fell swoop.

However, this kind of manipulation can only last for a period of time. Once Jiang Xingye's soul will regain control of his body over time, but this short time is enough for Murong Ningyue to do a lot of things.

Murong Ningyue handed over the lines he had prepared long ago to Soulhuo. After Soulhuo memorized it, he walked out of the camp to summon everyone from the Racing Gang.

"Dear brothers! Do you still remember where we came from?"

The disciples of the Iron Sword Sect in front of them were silent. Over the years, their sense of identity with the sect had become extremely weak. If it weren't for Jiang Xingye, the leader who had always restrained them, they would have completely rebeled from the Iron Sword Sect.

Jiang Xingye said excitedly at this moment: "Brothers! We sacrificed our reputation for the Tiejian Sect to be horse thieves, but what did the Tiejian Sect give us? There was nothing! They had no intention of letting us go back at all, we had been given up!"

Jiang Xingye's words resonated with these disciples of the Iron Sword Sect in front of him. They are not fools. The attitude of the Iron Sword Sect for so many years has long explained everything.

"Deputy Gangmaster! You said what we should do, we will all listen to you!"

At this time, these disciples of the Iron Sword Sect called Jiang Xingye the deputy leader rather than Elder Jiang, which means that they had completely abandoned the identity of the Iron Sword Sect disciple.

Jiang Xingye raised his fist and said, "Since the Iron Sword Sect is unkind to us, we can't blame us for being unrighteous to him! Why can other disciples eat and drink delicious food in the sect? We can only hide in the corner and be a horse thief who is scolded by thousands of people. We have to fight back!"

With Jiang Xingye's roar, Yuan Xiaotian and Zhang Ziqian, who were mixed in the crowd, quickly cooperated and shouted: "Call back! Cell back!"

With the two supporters leading the way, all the horse thieves began to raise their fists and shout.
Chapter completed!