There are many people who are greedy for Zhang Heng.

Whether it was a set of close or talking about cooperation, it almost smelled, Zhang Heng arrived home with his front foot, and they followed him with his back foot.

Helpless, Han Lin could only arrange two master-level masters to protect them twenty-four hours a day.

He had other things to attend to.

Because the first craftsmen are already in place.

Although the construction of the tower realm, there are nine guards to worry about.

But these craftsmen are also nominally disciples of the outer periphery of the Illusory Sect.

No matter what, he, the master of the door, still has to come out to meet them.

At this moment, in the tower boundary, not only is there a crowd, but also countless mechanical equipment is being built.

The car roars, the generator is commissioned.

All in all, Yanran is a modern construction site.

These craftsmen are from all walks of life, there are workers, migrant workers, scientists, mechanical experts, and doctors.

This is the first batch, followed by the second batch, the third batch, according to the needs of the building.

There will be more people and devices to join in.

At this moment, I don't know who shouted: "Look at the sky, there are immortals!"

Hearing the sound, everyone raised their heads one after another.

I saw Han Lin stepping on a purple flying sword, purple light lingering, like an immortal, flying around the top of the mountain, hovering in the air.

The craftsmen were brought here by the dragon guards with rings.

At that time, they already felt that it was very magical, but when they saw someone flying in the sky with a flying sword, it was even more incredible.

"Oh my God, isn't this the legendary Sword Immortal?"

"There are really immortals!"

In the astonishment of the craftsmen.

I saw those core disciples, who were extremely proud to salute Han Lin and shouted 'master'.

The sound was deafening.

Only then did the craftsmen know that the person flying in the sky was actually the master of their Illusory Gate.

He also hurriedly saluted.

I didn't expect to see the door master so soon, which made them excited, and then they saw the door master flying with a sword, like a god.

At this moment, everyone is completely in their hearts, and with such a powerful sect master, the Illusion Gate will definitely become more and more prosperous.

Han Lin's sword flight was naturally deliberate, in addition to deterrence, it was to increase the sense of identity and centripetal force of the disciples.

Wave everyone up.

Han Lin said to the tens of thousands of craftsmen:

"Everyone is the outer son of my Birth Illusion Gate, and every work you do for the sect will be recorded as a contribution point.

When the construction is completed, you can use the contribution points in your hands to exchange for money, magic weapons, elixirs, and exercises.

One day, you will also walk with swords like me!"

Han Lin's words were not many, but they were uplifting enough.

Listening to the ears of those peripheral disciples, it was like being beaten with chicken blood, and they secretly rejoiced.

Regarding the matter of the sect's contribution points, Han Lin and the Nine Great Guards had already discussed.

In addition to the rewards of the sect, other materials can be exchanged by disciples with contribution points in the future, and there are too many benefits of this, so I won't go into too much detail here.

When Han Lin stepped on his sword and flew, it didn't just shock the disciples of the Illusory Sect.

It even deterred those coolies who were captured by Han Lin and the old man Xuanwu.

These people are either vicious bandits or crooks with bad soles.

Among them, there are women who are powerless, and there are also masters who can be comparable to Wuzun.

When they saw Han Lin flying with his sword, their eyes were filled with despair.

Fourth Sister Mu opened her mouth wide in shock.

She didn't know what kind of existence she had provoked, she regretted it so much, if she could do it all over again, he would definitely not provoke Han Lin.

When those people called 'master', when Han Lin stepped on the flying sword and appeared in the sky.

She knew very well that the Mu family was not worthy of Han Lin's shoes.

She envied Yun Shuiyao, from childhood to adulthood, she always pressed herself, even when she got married.

At this moment, a voice sounded behind her: "Hey, little girl, you can follow me in the future!"

Mu Simei hurriedly turned around, and turned out to be a man with five big and three thick, with a fat face, and he was not a good person at first glance.

"What do you want to do!"

Mu Simei exclaimed.

"As long as you follow me, no one will dare to bully you in the future!"

The man said with a smile.

These coolies are also restless in the field, and they work in conflicts, and there are often murders behind their backs.

So if you want to survive here, you have to find a backer.

Mu Simei pointed to her clothes and said, "Do you know whose clothes belong to them?"

The man shook his head.

"This is the clothes of the mother of the Illusion Sect, she is my sister!"

Mu Simei said inwardly: "If you want to beat my idea, you have to weigh it!"

With the clothes given by Yun Shuiyao, Mu Simei's treatment is not bad, and no one dares to bully her.

But there is no guarantee that there is such a new stunned young man.

"Since it's your sister, how did you get here, I guess you must have offended her, if so, even if you die, she won't care, as long as you serve me obediently, I will keep you safe!"

The big man has a brain and his eyes are red, and the more he looks at Mu Simei, the more he can't help the fire in his heart.

"Don't come here, if you come over again, I'll call someone!"

Mu Simei watched the big man approaching step by step, and her whole body trembled with fear.

But now, where they are working today, there are people from this big man all around, and no one will help her.

Soon she was pressed to the ground by the big man.

She kept struggling and shouting, but to no avail.

Just when Dahan was about to succeed.

The big man's head suddenly burst open, and the blood was all over the ground.

Mu Simei's eyes widened and she exclaimed.

I saw a thin middle-aged man like a monkey appear in front of her, his eyes dripping and rolling, and he kept scanning her.

That big man was killed by this seemingly obscene guy.

Mu Simei recognized it immediately, this guy, who was standing beside Han Lin that day, should also be one of the high-level leaders of the Illusory Sect.

It's an opportunity, if you can hug this thigh.

Not only will I not be doing coolies again in the future, but I may have the opportunity to go out.

Thinking of this, Mu Simei suddenly hugged the thighs of the iron operator, and desperately rubbed the two soft flesh on her chest upwards.

"I'm Yun Shuiyao's cousin, can you take me away?

Iron Operator has entered middle age, and he has never had a woman who warms the bed and folds the quilt, and being made so troubled by Mu Simei makes him itch in the bottom of his heart.

Look at this little girl again, she looks not bad, the crying pear blossoms bring rain, and the sky is still pitiful.

"I'm short of a living girl, would you like to!"

The iron operator couldn't pass the beauty pass, so he finally opened his mouth.

"I'm willing, I'm willing, it's okay to be a cow or a horse!"

Fourth Sister Mu's head thumped.

That night, Mu Simei took the initiative to get into the bed of the iron operator.

The iron operator was her only lifesaver.

She has to hold it firmly in her hands, although the other party is obscene, but she can't take care of much.