There are so many people!

It's so much that if you take a batch and sell it, no one will notice that the population is decreasing, right?

There is an old craftsman they have been eyeing for a long time, and the master asked for it by name. A few days ago, the old guy was cowering and hiding at home, not daring to step out of the house for fear of being targeted as soon as he went out. But what is going on today? He swaggered out with his granddaughter to go shopping and buy food, bought marshmallows and sugar gourds, and dared to eat another bowl of small wontons.

Only then did they think about it, and decided to arrest the old man and several of his apprentices. Outcome...... As soon as he dragged one of them into the alley and knocked him unconscious, he was caught by a patrol that suddenly appeared!

It was all too coincidental, so coincidental that one had to suspect that they had been targeted from the moment they entered the city. The guards of the city had been spying on them, waiting for them to make a mistake so that they could catch them, otherwise how could it be so coincidental?

In the process of being captured, this group of people had already been beaten to the point that their noses and faces were swollen, but they were not afraid at all, because they knew that the identity of the fairy disciples could walk sideways in the human world, and they did not have to worry that the kingdom would punish them.

It wasn't until the other party's glance that the senior brother was wiped out! These Xianmen disciples who had no one in their eyes realized that they had met someone they had no ability to resist! Even if the master and his uncles came, they would also be caught or turned into a pool of blood, and the other party was too strong!

Based on all of the above, they can't help it.

The new lord lay lazily on his chair as if he had no bones, holding the fold in his hand and almost covering his face, and his eyes did not even glance at them.

In fact, Qian Duoduo was scared. It's too ferocious! She has never seen murder in this world, this is the first time, seeing the high-level cultivators rolling and pressing the low-level cultivators, she has not had time to adapt to such a violent/bloody/bloody thing psychologically, and her gentle and gentle palace maid staged such a cruel/violent scene of tearing a living person in front of her eyes.

Qian Duoduo didn't dare to look at the pool of humanoid blood that was directly volatilized in the air, and she always felt as if the blood on her body was about to be cold, it was terrible! For the first time, she really realized that in this world, she couldn't do without strength!

'I'm going to do my best!' she cheered herself up.

She took down the fold that covered her face, looked calm, and said to the patrol captain calmly: "The various immortal sects have been moving a lot recently, either building Bai Yujing or building Lingyan Pavilion, presumably they are experienced, have unique insights into building houses, and also have an excellent construction team and management team, so I think we should learn from them." You see, we're going to build a food street, but there's not enough manpower, and the tribesmen aren't good at building houses. I thought about it for a day and decided to borrow some people from Xianmen. Our good neighbors should be happy to help us, right? After all, our people have selflessly helped them when they are in trouble. What do you say?"

She asked this question, not only to the patrol leader, but also to the dozen or so fairy disciples who had been caught.

When the lord asked, the big palace maid beside her slowly glanced at the dozen or so people with a very "friendly" look.

So today is destined to be a day from the heart, and more than a dozen Xianmen disciples with blue noses and swollen faces immediately nodded like garlic: "Yes, yes, yes! We are willing! We are very willing to stay and help build the house!"