"Ernie......" The white-bearded old man saw Jia Zhengjin summoning the diary out of thin air, and his eyes suddenly became puzzled. Before, he summoned the Golden Shield and the Silver Spear of the Holy Cross, but 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.

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

"That...... This may be a big misunderstanding!" Jia Zhengjin opened the diary and glanced at it, then reached out and carefully handed it to the white-bearded old man, "Do you know what time it is?"

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

"That...... I can't be the Ernie you know!" Jia Zhengjin pointed to the diary, "And the Irabel you mentioned, it seems that the ancestor of the original owner of this diary! I'm not sure what this diary has 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 flipped through his diary and saw the words on the first page. He glanced at Jia Zhengjin suspiciously, and then continued to turn the pages behind to check the past, "The 11th year of the Bright Era, March 7. The Dark Camp has finally been defeated, and the Light has returned to the Mainland!, yet Mr. Daniel has disappeared with the Divine War Felons and the Dark Dragon, never to reappear?"

"Friendly reminder," Jia Zhengjin said cautiously on the side, "According to the information I have received, it is about March 9, 1107 A.D.! The time when this diary was written is a full gap from 1106!"

"What did you say?" the white-bearded old man glared at Jia Zhengjin.

"I mean, it's been more than a thousand years since you sealed the Dark Dragon!" Jia Zhengjin replied affirmatively, and then stomped his foot, "Damn! James lied to me again! He clearly said that you came to the Warcraft Forest more than six hundred years ago! What Connie's parents are angry because you brought people into the Warcraft Forest and come to the door to settle the score. Now it seems that you sealed the Dark Dragon here first, and then Connie's parents came to the Warcraft Forest to rescue the Dark Dragon, right?"

"Are you talking about the two fire dragons and the 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 white-bearded old man shook his head slightly, "I just sealed the Dark Dragon, and they came to the door the next year!"

"How can this be? Aren't they Connie's parents? James even lied to me about this?" Jia Zhengjin was immediately angry when he heard this, "That Dark Dragon is not Connie's grandfather?"

"Connie in your mouth is also a dragon?" said the white-bearded old man with a frown, "What is the difference between six hundred years and a thousand years in terms of the dragon's lifespan?"

"That's right!" Jia Zhengjin was stunned, he was really stupid. Unconsciously, he is looking at things according to human algorithms.

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

"What's wrong?" Jia Zhengjin asked carefully, now his life seemed to be in the hands of the other party!

The white-bearded old man held the diary and was silent for a long time before finally silently reciting: "On July 1, the 15th year of the Age of Light, Ernie and the demon lord Banha fought a decisive battle against the Ice Dragon Valley. In order to avoid future troubles, Ernie uses forbidden spells to die with the enemy!My Ernie, why did you leave me......

"Look! You've mistaken someone!" Jia Zhengjin said loudly, "I'm not Ernie as you call me at all, he died more than a thousand years ago! It's been more than a thousand years, and the Guardian clan you mentioned may not exist for a long time, ......right?"

"What flows in your body is the blood of our Wallace family!" the white-bearded old man interrupted Jia Zhengjin, "The Guardian Clan will never disappear either, because we have the most sacred mission!"

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

I thought that such a whisper to himself, the white-bearded old man would definitely not be able to hear it. Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, the white-bearded old man immediately looked at him and said, "I only need to look at it to know that you have the purest blood of the Wallace family in your body! No matter how you deny it, the facts are the facts! If I can't even recognize a clansman, am I still qualified to be called the strongest guardian?"

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

The old man continued to look at the diary page by page. Every time he turned the page, he would show a lonely expression. And when he turned to the last page, he suddenly showed a shocked expression, and the whole person was completely frozen, 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 out the text on the last page in disbelief: "June 6, 105th year of the Bright Era." I felt my body getting weaker...... Ernie, I'm sorry! I've done my best! The people of the camp have been killed one by one for no apparent reason, and in order to protect our descendants, 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 duty and must not compromise with any enemy! But there is really nothing I can do now, I am no match for them! I cannot let the bloodline of the Wallace family disappear into the long river of history. I've told Rand to take the children to the Mysterious Continent and never come back......"

"Wow!" Jia Zhengjin looked at the white-bearded old man in surprise, "In other words, the guardian camp in your mouth actually disappeared more than a thousand years ago! Could it be that I'm the owner of this diary, and the wrecks are actually my team, but they were killed before they arrived?"

In my heart, I thought that maybe it was because of this that I was resurrected on this body that was killed!

The white-bearded old man didn't seem to hear Jia Zhengjin's words, closed the diary and looked up at the night sky. Some of the glowing magic elements that had gathered around him immediately scattered and flew away.

The white-bearded old man was silent, which made Jia Zhengjin quite nervous. He did not dare to flee, because he knew that he could not escape. Therefore, he could only watch him quietly from the side, while silently putting away his golden shield and Holy Cross silver spear.

After a long time, 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 signals I sent out could not attract a new successor! The guardian camp is long gone......