Ye QingHan and Zhan Zi are chased by a group of people, pointing to their noses and scolding. Their faces are red and they want to teach a lesson. But it''s stingy to argue with a group of young people. They can only bite their teeth and bear it, and speed up their speed to escape from the siege.


    After galloping for several months, I crossed the city of outlook, and then rushed from the city of outlook to the holy city of kendo. Kendo sect, the core of the holy land, took half a year.


    At this time, countless young talents and strongmen gathered in the city, resulting in a sea of people in the city. Let alone find an inn, there is not even a place to camp. Many people have camped outside the city.


    Perhaps the Kendo sect was in a good mood and took the initiative to evacuate the crowd and help build simple houses for people to camp.


    Zhan Zi is pretty good. Naturally, the position of the Zhan family has been arranged by the Kendo holy land, but the quantity has been booked, and he can''t move in with ye QingHan.


    Ye QingHan said with a smile, "it doesn''t matter. You go to the war clan gathering place first, and I''ll find a way."


    "If you can''t find it, tell me again. After all, you still have half a year to see the ceremony. You can''t just sleep on the street." Zhan Zi said with a bitter smile.


    Ye QingHan nodded and comforted, "brother Zhan, don''t worry. If you can''t, I''ll go to Tongtian cult. I''m also their registered disciple at least. Can''t even four people arrange it?"


    Zhan Zi left in this way, leaving four lengtouqing running around. He always felt lucky that he could find a good place, but he was disappointed.


    "If only I had come half a year earlier," said Ye QingHan, touching his nose.


    Gu Qingyu shrugged and joked, "thousands of gold is hard to buy. I knew I wouldn''t come."


    Ha ha ha


    The four laughed at themselves and looked at the street full of people. It was very crowded and inconvenient to walk. Finally, ye QingHan had to prepare for Sanskrit for help.


    "Go and find tongtianjiao. It''s no problem to have four rooms!" said Ye QingHan confidently.


    After looking for it for a long time, ye QingHan finally found the inn where Tongtian cult is located. The whole Inn has been contracted by Kendo holy land. There are no vacancies for the strong of Tongtian cult and another holy land.


    Sanskrit sound gets the message from ye QingHan and comes out of the inn.


    Ye QingHan said with a flattering smile, "elder martial sister, help arrange it. Just the four of us, it''s no problem to squeeze."


    Sanskrit raised his eyebrows and said, "squeeze a ball. How? Whose big man is willing to squeeze with you?"


    Ye QingHan smiled, rubbed his hands and said, "there''s no way. It''s a little late. Now all the guest rooms are full and occupied by the powerful families of the holy land. You can''t let younger martial brother sleep on the street if you don''t think of a way?"


    The Brahmin raised his eyebrows and said, "what''s the matter with a man''s husband sleeping on the street? How many people sleep on the street? It''s really not good. Go to find Jian 13. Don''t you know him? Let him arrange it for you."


    At this time, when talking about Cao Cao, Jian 13 was smiling. After all, it was a great joy in the holy land of kendo. The smiling mouth couldn''t close.


    Ye QingHan hurriedly asked for help, "brother, quickly arrange four rooms for my little brother!"


    Jian 13 shrugged and said with a bitter smile, "brother, it''s not that my brother doesn''t arrange for you. Now some holy places can''t arrange for you, and we can''t forcibly drive away the guests of other powerful families. This still vacates the house in the sect. Now there''s no house in the sect. My other homes are occupied by the people in the holy land, and we''re all looking for a house."


    Ye QingHan rolled his eyes. He didn''t expect Jian 13 to be so miserable.


    Jian 13 said with a smile, "who makes us the host? We can''t let the guests of the holy land come satisfied and return disappointed."


    Leaf light cold speechless said, "that can only sleep on the street?"


    "You can''t sleep in the street. Don''t you see law enforcers everywhere? The street is full of people. How can others go? So go out of the city and find a mountain and dig a hole." Jian 13 said optimistically.


    Sanskrit comforted, "little leaf, don''t pay too much attention. It''s not an ordinary event. It''s an eternal ceremony. I''m afraid the cave won''t be crowded a few days later."


    Jianshisan also hurriedly comforted, "brother, squeeze the cave with you."


    Ye QingHan sneered and mocked, "the son of God is drunk when he mixed with you. Forget it, I don''t care."


    Jian 13 smiled awkwardly. This is the arrangement of the holy land. At least it is for those who sleep outside the qiangzong holy land. Our holy sons have gone to sleep in the cave, so your requirements should not be too high!


    Ye QingHan thought for a moment, ran to Sanskrit and whispered, "elder martial sister, which room do you live in? I''ll come to you at night and squeeze together."


    As soon as Sanskrit blushed, he kicked ye QingHan and scolded, "I haven''t thought of good things all day! Get out of here."


    Ye QingHan ran away with Jiang Jingtian, Yan AO and others, and quickly left the holy city.


    Outside the holy city, there are many mountains, and many people have dug caves. In such a big world, so many people gather in one city, and the imperial city of the holy country can''t be crowded.


    Jian shisan is quite familiar with this place. He found a valley with beautiful environment and quickly dug five holes. The distance is not large. One person is just right.


    "I have brought the bedding, which is for you." Jian shisan said with a smile.


    Ye QingHan was also impolite. He reached for the bedding and threw it to others. It''s not too shabby.


    Before long, a group of young practitioners appeared in the valley. Ye QingHan didn''t care, but suddenly a strange mockery appeared behind him.


    "Oh, isn''t this a friend of Lord Zhanzi? Why do you want to sleep in a cave like us!"


    It''s a crisp female child''s voice, but it''s strange.


    Ye QingHan turned his head and looked. Isn''t that the girl who mocked him on the road ahead? It''s really a narrow road for friends.


    "That man is really Zhan Zi. Why don''t you believe it?" ye QingHan said, looking at the group of young people speechless.


    "Cut, can Zhan Zi''s brother still have a place to live? Will he sleep in the cave with us? He really will put gold on his face!" the girl was powerful and asked strongly.


    Ye QingHan patted his head and really wanted to throw the smelly girl into the lake.


    At this time, Jian 13 came over and said calmly, "he is the leader of crazy sect. Isn''t it normal to know Lord Zhan Zi?"


    "Another Bragger, which Holy Land adult are you? It''s really wrong for you to sleep in the cave." the little girl was not afraid, and even the sword 13 was hooked up.


    Jian 13 replied blandly, "I''m the son of the eternal holy land of kendo. What''s the matter with Jian 13, sleeping in the cave?"


    "Ha ha... Younger martial sister, stop it. These people are crazy. Let''s start digging holes," laughed the strongest middle level strongman.


    Jian thirteen blushed and shook his fist. He was speechless.


    Ye QingHan wanted to laugh, but he couldn''t laugh. He didn''t want to quarrel with the little guy again. He took out the flute and leaned outside the cave. He blew it gently. The sound of the flute touched the sounds of heaven and earth. The melody was melodious and echoed in the valley. The sound of the flute was cheerful and full of upward joy.


    Yan AO and others quietly listen to the music, cultivate their sentiment, and their mood is slowly changing.


    Jianshisan was quite surprised. He didn''t expect ye QingHan to be so literary and artistic. He didn''t look like a fierce Slayer at all.


    Ye QingHan plays with the flute and no longer communicates with the outside world. The whole person is silent on the flute and wants to integrate the flute to achieve unity and exert its strongest power.


    After constant exploration and playing, the sound of the flute began to change. Sometimes it was pleasant and sometimes it was harsh. Other people in the cave began to be dissatisfied. However, it was daytime. After digging the cave, everyone went to the city to play. They didn''t want to suffer for their ears.