In the middle of the night, the dim torches in the barracks flickered, and there were teams of soldiers patrolling, making the whole barracks look impregnable and at the same time, there was a sense of order.

Outside the barracks, there was no singing at the moment, but it was calm.

Many tents have been extinguished, but there are only a few, and under the creation of the lights, you can see the figures. Especially in the middle of the camp, the lights are bright, and around there, there are sergeants from all towns to guard.

In the handsome tent, the veteran Na Sinan stood next to a map, frowning, and looked intently, he was the only one in this tent, and the surroundings were very quiet, only the sound of the candle burning came from time to time.

"King of the South" ...... Hmph, such a person is worthy of being called the King of the South!" the veteran looked at the map and sneered. He himself couldn't tell why, but he had a strange feeling about the title of King Nan.

It seems that everyone in this world is not worthy of being called the king of the south!

"Oh, then who is worthy of being called the King of the South?" a smiling voice rose from behind the veteran.

The veteran was stunned, but instantly returned to normal, turned to look behind him, and saw a young man in white clothes and white hair, standing not far away, looking at him with a smile.

"Before the old man became a spirit, no one deserved the title of King Nan. The veteran did not have the slightest panic in his expression, but sat there very calmly.

The veteran pointed ahead.

Ling Haochu looked at the other party, his eyes showed admiration, in the absence of memory, in the face of a stranger who suddenly appeared in the handsome tent, the other party can still be so calm, this is extremely rare.

This calmness, in particular, is not made, but truly calm.

Ling Haochu smiled and sat down opposite the veteran.

"Is there any wine?" said Ling Haochu with a smile.

"How can there be no wine in the army!" the veteran laughed, and in front of Ling Haochu, he let out a low drink outside the tent.

"Come on, get the wine!"

There was a respectful voice outside the tent, and after a while, a few soldiers walked into the tent, and after seeing Ling Haochu, these soldiers were stunned, especially the few guards outside, their expressions changed suddenly.

They didn't see anyone getting in here!

"Put down the wine and get out!" said the veteran, waving his hand as usual.

In silence, those guards retreated one by one after putting down a few jars of wine next to the veteran and Ling Haochu.

"General Sinan is so determined. Ling Haochu picked up a jar of wine, put it to his lips and took a big sip.

"Your Excellency can come here silently, even if these soldiers come out, they will not be able to stop your intentions, what is the use of staying here. As the veteran opened his mouth, he also picked up a jar of wine, patted off the mud, and drank a lot of it.

The smile on Ling Haochu's face was even stronger, he was really happy, and it could even be said that when he came to the Barbarian God Continent, he rarely had such a happy time, this was different from obtaining Li Muwan's remnant soul, different from being by Xuanluo's side, but a kind of meeting with his best friends, that indescribable feeling.

This feeling made him very relaxed and happy.

The figure outside the tent flickered rapidly, and the footsteps came, just a few words, outside the tent was already densely surrounded by countless soldiers, all the generals arrived, outside the tent as if facing the enemy, but they did not dare to enter at will, they could only surround tightly.

They all looked nervous, but the slaughter was a lot, but it was condensed like a drop of sky, which actually made the countless torches in the military camp here seem to be depressed and invisible.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye it was almost dawn, and the sergeants were already outside for the whole night, and if it were not for the occasional laughter in the tent, they would have been anxious to rush in. It's just that the laughter came, but it made them even more confused.

"Interesting, Mr. Ling has gone to so many places to blame, the old man of the mountains and seas has heard of it, but unfortunately it is too far away, and I am a mortal who can't go. The veteran sighed, put down an empty altar, picked up another, and took a sip.

"If you want, you can. Ling Haochu drank the spicy wine, looked at the old man, and smiled.

"Oh, Mr. Ling should be a monk. The veteran's eyes flashed.

Ling Haochu nodded, did not speak, but continued to drink.

Time passed again, when the dawn broke, when a white line appeared at the end of the sky, the early sun gradually rose, and the darkness dissipated, Ling Haochu and this veteran had already drunk a night's wine, in this night, Ling Haochu said a lot, he talked about all his experiences in the Barbarian God Continent, talked about Tianniu Continent, Demon Scorpion Continent, and the scenes of the ancestral city, and even everything in the ancient clan, all of them were said one by one.

When he said that he found Li Muwan's remnant soul, tears flowed out, and when he said that he had killed the Daogu Emperor and repaid the favor of his master with one life, his expression was gloomy

He talked a lot until he said that he had left the Ancient Clan and returned to the land of the Holy Clan.

The veteran listened in a daze, he couldn't imagine what kind of identity this person had, if everything he said was true, then this person must be amazing on the Barbarian God Continent!

But why did such a man come to his tent in the middle of the night, drink with himself, and speak these things to himself...... In the veteran's mind, the person in front of him slowly seemed to be 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 didn't know why, but he also felt the same, like the story between the other party and Li Muwan, he had seen it with his own eyes.

"I can't find Li Qianmei...... Haoyang, I've been looking for a long, long time, but in the end I still can't find a place......" Ling Haochu muttered, drinking wine in bitterness, some words, some things, he can't talk to others, but he can talk to Haoyang.

"Haoyang...... Who is ......" The veteran's expression became complicated, this surname, he had heard it many times in the other party's mouth.

Ling Haochu put down the empty wine jar and picked up another jar, and this night, they had already asked someone to send wine several times.

"I have a close friend, his name is Haoyang...... "Ling Haochu muttered, glancing at the veteran.

"To be your best friend, I think this person called Haoyang is also a monk. The veteran looked at Ling Haochu with a blank look in his eyes and said slowly.

"He's a monk, a ...... If you want to be a monk of the Spirit Master, if you want to hear his story, you have to start from a place called Vermilion Bird Star, a third-level cultivation country, Zhao Guo is the most ~ good o......" Ling Haochu said softly with a look of reminiscence on his face.

Ling Haochu's voice echoed in this tent, and the veteran listened silently, and there was more confusion in his eyes.

Time passed, when the morning came, when the sky and the earth were bright, in this tent, Ling Haochu's voice was still murmuring.

Li Qianmei, Huang Haoyang, Qing Shui...... All of them were reincarnated on the Barbarian God Continent...... I left a mark on them and this is the only way to find them. Ling Haochu took a sip of wine, looked at the veteran, and smiled.

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

"I'm Huang Haoyang?" he looked at Ling Haochu in a daze, his voice hesitant.

Ling Haochu looked at the veteran and nodded slowly.

"You are Huang Haoyang, I am Ling Haochu......"

"Ling Hao Chu ......" the veteran muttered, after a long time, he suddenly burst out laughing, laughing and laughing, tears flowed out, he would not have believed this thing, but the feeling from the soul, the familiarity of the person in front of him, and the scene of the heavens that he said, made him have to believe it.

And he didn't think that a saint monk would come to deceive himself as a mortal!

"So, I have been reincarnated many times in this Barbarian God Continent, and now this reincarnation, I am Sinan, the marshal of Wu Xuanguo......" In the laughter, the veteran had more tears, he believed in all this, but because he believed it, he felt unacceptable.

"Some of the 500,000 sergeants outside the tent have followed me since my grandfather's generation, and their fathers continued to be my soldiers after their grandfathers died in battle, and there are even many of them, who still follow me after their fathers died in battle.

Now, you tell me that I am Huang Haoyang, a Huang Haoyang who wants to become a spirit master, I am not the Sinan Marshal of this Wuxuan Kingdom, so what should they do!" Under the voice of the veteran, the curtain was suddenly opened, and those soldiers were just about to rush in, but they were all driven out by the veteran with a low shout.

"Reincarnation...... Transmigration...... One reincarnation, how many fetters are there, I reincarnate several times......" The veteran sat down on the seat, looked at Ling Haochu in a complicated manner, and slowly smiled bitterly.

"I'm sorry...... This was my own choice back then, I chose to reincarnate in the Barbarian God Continent, and it has nothing to do with you. ”

Ling Haochu was silent, constantly drinking wine, taking one sip at a time.

"Help me, open the memories of your past life!" The veteran kept drinking, until after drinking a full three jars, his eyes were bloodshot, and the person was also drunk, he looked at Ling Haochu and said firmly.

When the night came again, Ling Haochu left the handsome tent barracks, his expression was complicated, he looked back in mid-air and took a deep look at the handsome tent below, when he looked, the curtain was lifted, and the veteran walked out and looked up at him.

"Ling Haochu, when Lao Tzu has no regrets in this life and becomes the queen of the south, I will go to you!" The veteran spoke loudly, his voice full of domineering and arrogance.

Ling Haochu had a smile on his face, and the laughter became more and more loud, and finally he laughed out loud as well.

"Haoyang, wait for your Lingye to do enough, I'll wait for you to arrive, you and I will get drunk again!" Ling Haochu turned around, turned into a Changhong, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Boys, the whole army, first bring Lao Tzu what kind of bird Nanwang outside, Lao Tzu has long seen him unpleasant, he ***, he also dares to call Nanwang!

Lao Tzu figured it out, Lao Tzu wants to be the king of the south!" The veteran seemed to be a lot younger, and laughed wildly.