Late at night, the dim torches in the barracks flashed, and there were teams of soldiers patrolling, making the entire barracks look like solidity, and there was a sense of order.

Outside the military camp, there was no singing at this moment, but it was calm.

Many camp tents have turned off the lights, but there are still a few. With the creation of the lights, you can see figures. Especially in the commanding camp in the middle, the lights are bright, and there are many soldiers guarding around them.

In the handsome tent, the veteran Si Nan stood beside a map, frowned, and looked at it intently. He was the only one in the tent, and the surroundings were very quiet, and only the sound of the burning candlelight coming from time to time.

"King Nan... Humph, this kind of person is worthy of being called Nan Wang!" The veteran looked at the map and sneered. He couldn't explain why, and he had a strange feeling about the title of Nan Wang.

It seems that no one in the world deserves to be called the King of the South!

"Oh? Then who is worthy of calling him the King of Southern?" A smiley voice rose slowly from behind the veteran.

The veteran paused, but he instantly recovered as usual. He turned around and looked behind him and saw a young man in white clothes and white hair standing not far away, looking at him with a smile.

"Before I became king, no one deserved to have the title of Southern King." The veteran looked at him without any panic, but instead sat there calmly.

"Sit." The veteran pointed ahead.

Wang Lin looked at the other person with a sense of admiration in his eyes. It was extremely rare that the other person could still be so calm when facing a stranger who suddenly appeared in the handsome tent without memory.

Especially this calmness is not made, but real peace.

Wang Lin smiled and sat opposite the veteran.

"Is there any wine?" Wang Lin smiled.

"How can there be no wine in the army?" The veteran laughed and heard a humble sound outside the tent in front of Wang Lin.

"Come, come and get the wine!"

A voice of respect came from outside the tent. After a moment, several military men walked into the tent. After seeing Wang Lin, the soldiers were stunned, especially the guards outside, their expressions suddenly changed.

They didn't see anyone entering here!

"Put down the wine and go out!" the veteran said with a normal expression.

In silence, the guards put down several jars of wine beside the veteran and Wang Lin, and retreated one by one.

"General Si Nan has such a deep concentration." Wang Lin picked up a jar of wine, put it next to his mouth and took a big sip.

"Your Excellency can come here silently. Even if these soldiers take action, they will not be able to stop your intentions. What's the use of staying here?" The veteran also picked up a jar of wine, slapped the sealing mud, and drank a lot of them in big gulp.

Wang Lin's smile on his face was even stronger. He was really happy. It can even be said that when he came to the Xiangang Continent, he rarely had such a happy time. This was different from obtaining Li Muwan's residual soul, and it was different from being around Xuanluo. It was a kind of meeting with an old friend, and that kind of indescribable feeling.

This feeling made him very relaxed and happy.

The figures outside the tent flashed quickly, and the footsteps came. In just a few words, countless soldiers were surrounded outside the tent, and all the generals arrived. They seemed to be facing a great enemy outside the tent, but they did not dare to enter at will, so they could only surround them tightly.

They all looked nervous, but Xiao Sha was a little bit too much, but instead condensed like a surging sky, making the countless torches in the military camp here seem to be suppressed and invisibly dim.

Time passed, and dawn was about to begin. These soldiers were outside, and they were almost overnight. If it weren't for the laughter coming from the tent, they would have been anxious to rush in.

But the laughter made them even more confused.

"Interestingly, Mr. Wang has gone to so many places. I have heard of it. Unfortunately, it's too far away for me to walk around. "The veteran sighed, put down an empty altar, picked up another one, and took a sip.

"If you want, you can." Wang Lin drank the spicy wine, looked at the old friend and smiled.

"Oh? Mr. Wang should be a monk." The veteran's eyes flashed.

Wang Lin nodded, and did not speak, but continued to drink.

Time passed again. When dawn broke out, when a white line appeared at the end of the sky, the sun gradually rose and the darkness disappeared, Wang Lin and the veteran had drunk a night of wine. During this night, Wang Lin talked a lot. He talked about all his experiences on the Xiangang Continent, about Tianniuzhou, Demon Scorpion, and the scenes of the ancestral city, and even everything in the ancient clan.

When he said that he had found Li Muwan's remnant soul, tears flowed out. When he said that he had killed the ancient emperor of Dao and returned the kindness of his master with his life, his expression was dim.

He said a lot until he said that he had left the ancient clan and returned to the land of the immortal clan.

The veteran listened in a daze. He could not imagine what kind of identity this person had. If everything he said was true, then this person would definitely be an amazing person on the Xiangang Continent!

But why did such a person come to his tent late at night, drink with him, and tell him about these things... In the mind of the veteran, the person in front of him gradually seemed to have become familiar, as if this familiarity had been hidden in the depths of his memory, and at this moment, it was revealed.

When he saw the other party's tears and sadness, he felt the same for some reason, just like the story between the other party and Li Muwan, which he had seen with his own eyes.

"I can't find Li Qianmei...Situ. I've been looking for her for a long time, but I can't find her in the end..." Wang Lin murmured, drinking wine in bitterness, some words and some things he couldn't tell others, but he could talk to Situ.

"Who is Situ......" The veteran's expression became complicated. He heard this surname many times in the other party's mouth.

Wang Lin put down the empty wine jar and picked up another jar. That night, they had already asked people to deliver wine several times.

"I have a close friend, his name is Situ..." Wang Lin murmured, looking at the veteran.

"I think this man named Situ is also a monk if he can become your close friend." The veteran looked at Wang Lin in a daze and said slowly.

"He is a monk, a monk who wants to be a prince. If you want to hear about his story, you have to start with a place called Zhuquexing, a third-level cultivation country, Zhao State..." Wang Lin showed memories on his face and said softly.

Wang Lin's voice was circling in this tent, and the veteran listened silently, with more confusion in his eyes.

Time passes, when morning comes and when the sky and the earth are in bright light, Wang Lin's voice is still murmuring in this tent.

"Li Qianmei, Situ Nan, Qingshui... They are all reincarnated on the Xiangang Continent... I left a mark on them, this is the only way to find them." Wang Lin took a sip of wine, looked at the veteran and smiled.

The veteran was silent, his body trembled, and for a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"I am Situ Nan?" He stared at Wang Lin in a daze, his voice hesitant.

Wang Lin looked at the veteran and nodded slowly.

"You are Situ Nan, I am Wang Lin..."

"Wang Lin..." the veteran murmured, and after a long time, he suddenly burst into laughter, laughing and tears flowed out. He would not believe this, but the feeling from the soul, the familiarity of the people in front of him, and the scenes of the cave world he mentioned made him believe it.

And he didn't think that an immortal monk would come to deceive himself, a mortal!

"So, I have been reincarnated many times on this Xiangang Continent. In this reincarnation, I am Si Nan and the commander of Wu Xuan Kingdom..." Amid the laughter, the veteran burst into tears. He believed in all this, but it was because of his belief that it felt difficult to accept.

"Some of the 500,000 soldiers outside this tent have been following me since their grandfather's generation. Until their grandfather died in battle, their father continued to become my soldier, and there were even many. After their father died in battle, they still followed me.

Now, you tell me that I am Situ Nan, a Situ Nan who wants to become a prince. I am not the Sinan General of Wuxuan Country, so what should they do!" In the voice of the veteran general, the curtain was suddenly opened. The soldiers were about to rush in, but were driven out by the veteran general's humble shout.

"Reincarnation... Reincarnation... Once reincarnation, how many bonds are there? I reincarnation several times..." The veteran sat in the seat, looked at Wang Lin in a complicated manner, and slowly smiled bitterly.

"Sorry... this was my own choice back then. I chose to reincarnate the Xiangang Continent, and it has nothing to do with you."

Wang Lin was silent, constantly drinking wine, sipped by sip.

"Help me open the memories of the previous life!" The veteran kept drinking until he drank three full jars, his eyes were bloodshot and he became drunk. He looked at Wang Lin and said firmly.

When the night came again, Wang Lin left the military camp of the handsome tent. He looked complicated and looked back in the air and looked deeply at the handsome tent below. When he looked at it, the curtain was lifted up, and the veteran walked out and looked up at him.

"Wang Lin, I will never regret it when I reincarnate in this life. I will become Queen Nan, and I will go find you!" The veteran spoke loudly, his voice full of domineeringness and boldness.

Wang Lin smiled on his face, and the laughter became more and more, and he finally burst into laughter.

"Situ, wait for your prince to do enough. I will wait for your arrival and you will be drunk again!" Wang Lin turned around, turned into a long rainbow, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Boys, please bring me the King of the Ninth outside first. I have long disliked him. His grandmother, he dares to be called the King of the South!!
Chapter completed!