Chapter 509 History in the Diary

( ) "Ernie..." The old man with the white beard saw Jia Zhengjin summoning the diary out of thin air, and his eyes suddenly became puzzled. Before he summoned the golden shield and the holy cross silver spear, the old man with the white beard did not see it. At this moment, it is even more strange to see the ability similar to space magic with his own eyes.

Because in his memory, Ernie didn't know space magic!

"That... this may be a huge misunderstanding!" Jia Zhengjin opened the diary and glanced at it, then carefully handed it to the old man with the white beard, "Do you know what time it is?"

"Ernie, what do you mean?" the white-bearded old man asked with a frown.

"That...I can't be the Ernie you know!" Jia Zhengjin pointed to the diary, "And Irabell you mentioned seems to be the ancestor of the original owner of this diary! I'm not sure about this What does the diary have to do with me, it would be great if you could help me clear up my doubts!"

"What do you mean?" The white-bearded old man opened the diary and saw the text on the first page. He glanced at Jia Zhengjin suspiciously, and then continued to flip through the pages to check the past, "The 11th year of the Era of Light, March 7th. The dark camp was finally defeated, and the light returned to the mainland! However, Mr. The felons and the dragon of darkness who fought in the war disappeared and never appeared again?"

"A friendly reminder," Jia Zhengjin said cautiously from the sidelines, "according to the information I got, it is probably March 9, 1107, Guangming Era! The time since this diary was written is fully 1106 years away!"

"What did you say?" The white bearded old man stared at Jia Zhengjin.

"I mean, more than a thousand years have passed since you sealed the Dark Dragon!" Jia Zhengjin replied affirmatively, and then stomped his feet, "Damn it! James lied to me again! He clearly said that you came here more than six hundred years ago You went to the World of Warcraft Forest! Why did Connie’s parents get angry because you brought someone into the World of Warcraft Forest, and came to settle the score. Now it seems that you sealed the Dark Dragon here first, and then Connie’s parents You came to the World of Warcraft Forest to rescue the Dragon of Darkness, right?"

"Are you talking about the two fire and thunder dragons?" Daniel asked.

"Yes! It's them!" Jia Zhengjin nodded repeatedly, "They came to you more than six hundred years ago, right?"

"More than six hundred years ago?" The old man with white beard shook his head slightly, "I just sealed the Dragon of Darkness, and they came to me the next year!"

"How could this be? Aren't they Connie's parents? James lied to me about that?" Jia Zhengjin was furious when he heard this, "Isn't the Dragon of Darkness Connie's grandfather?"

"Connie you speak of,

Also a dragon? The old man with the white beard frowned at him, and said suspiciously, "In terms of the lifespan of a dragon, what's the difference between six hundred years and one thousand years?" "

"That's right!" Jia Zhengjin was stunned, he was really stupid. Before he knew it, he saw things according to human algorithms.

The white-bearded old man flipped through the diary page by page, and when he reached the middle, he suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter?" Jia Zhengjin asked cautiously, his life seemed to be in the other party's hands now! If the skills are not used, it is impossible to escape from him.

The white-bearded old man held his diary in silence for a while, and finally read silently: "On July 1, 15th of the Guangming Era, Ernie and the demon lord Banha had a decisive battle with the Ice Dragon Valley. In order to prevent future troubles, Ernie used the forbidden The curse and the enemy will perish together! My Ernie, why did you leave me..."

"Look! You've got the wrong person!" Jia Zhengjin said loudly, "I'm not the Ernie you mentioned at all. He died more than a thousand years ago! It's been more than a thousand years. The guardian you mentioned The clan, maybe it has long since ceased to exist, right? So I don’t have anything to do with betraying the Guardian camp, because I’m not at all…”

"Your body is the blood of our Wallace family!" The old man with a white beard interrupted Jia Zhengjin, "The guardian family will never disappear, because we have the most sacred mission!"

"You didn't draw my blood for a blood test, so why do you think I'm from the Wallace family?" Jia Zhengjin muttered.

Originally thought that he was talking to himself in such a low voice, the old man with white beard would definitely not be able to hear him. Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, the white-bearded old man looked at him immediately and said: "I just need to take a look, and I know that you have the purest Wallace family blood in your body! No matter how you deny it, the fact is the fact! If even a clansman I can't even recognize it, am I still qualified to be called the strongest guardian?"

This old man is really shameless, he even said that he is the strongest! Jia Zhengjin secretly despised him. But he also began to faintly believe that his body was really a member of the so-called Wallace family.

The old man continued to read the pages of the diary. Every time he turns a page, he will show a lonely expression. When he turned to the last page, he suddenly showed a shocked expression, and he was completely stunned, as if he was frozen!

"What's wrong?" Jia Zhengjin asked in a low voice.

The old man glanced at Jia Zhengjin, and then read the text on the last page in disbelief: "June 6th, 105th year of the Guangming Era. I feel weaker and weaker... Ernie, I'm sorry! I have tried my best! People in the camp were killed one by one inexplicably. In order to protect our future generations, I must keep them away from this camp! I know you will blame me, and you will definitely say that the guardian camp must not forget their responsibilities, and must not compromise with any enemy But I really can't do anything now, I am no longer their opponent! I can't let the blood of the Wallace family disappear in the long river of history like this. I have already told Rand that he should take the children to the mysterious continent again Don't come back..."

"Wow!" Jia Zhengjin looked at the white-bearded old man in surprise, "That is to say, the guardian camp you mentioned actually disappeared more than a thousand years ago! Moreover, about this matter, it should be hidden from future generations Never again. Could it be that I am the owner of this diary? Those sunken ships are actually my team, but they died before they arrived?"

In my heart, I thought that it might be because of this that I was resurrected in this body that died!

The old man with white beard didn't seem to hear Jia Zhengjin's words. He closed his diary and looked up at the night sky. Some luminous magic elements that had gathered around him immediately scattered and flew away.

The old man with the white beard said nothing, which made Jia Zhengjin quite nervous. He didn't dare to run away because he knew he couldn't run away. So he could only quietly watch him from the sidelines, and at the same time silently put away his golden shield and holy cross silver spear.

After a while, the white-bearded old man finally sighed softly: "If this is the case, then I understand! No wonder after waiting for hundreds of years, the signal I sent out couldn't attract a new successor! The guardian camp, It's already gone..."