Don't panic, the leader of rebirth

"There is still a room here." Wu Chen and Yue Lin walked in the Kaigu Temple. In the most hidden place of this tall building, there is actually an intact room. The door of the room is carved with simple and unique pictures. arts.

Push open the door and walk in. Unlike the room in the temple with only ventilation holes, there is a huge window in this room. When the window is opened, the optical fiber from outside falls into the dark room. There is also a A book with a horse and moose skin as the cover.

Yue Lin picked up the book, and Yue Lin, who was already familiar with the Carthaginian characters, opened the simple and unsophisticated book.

"It's like a dream to defeat all the surrounding cities. Today is the day when Carthage was founded. They are very happy, and I am also very happy."

In the middle are some irrelevant narratives, followed by another sentence that caught Yue Lin's attention.

"I met a kid named Bo Jilie. He saw my appearance under the witch robe. I saw his shocked expression, and found it very interesting."

The night began to become hazy, and Yue Lin tirelessly looked at the diary in his hand.

"I divination to the ancestor god, and the ancestor god told me that Carthage would perish. I am very unwilling, Carthage was built by me, why did it perish? As long as I am still alive, he will not perish!"

"There is a problem with Carthage, and I have to fix that."

"I found that my prestige was not what it used to be, and they didn't follow my arrangements."

"In the end, I still didn't resist the temptation. I made a fortune telling who would destroy my Carthage. It was two young people, one from a tribe, and the other from someone who didn't know where they came from. I drew their heads, but in the end I I burned my head again, and I don’t even know why I did it.”

"I have decided to leave Carthage."

After leaving the last sentence, the diary came to an abrupt end.

This diary was written from the establishment of Carthage to a certain day 20 years ago, and no one wrote it anymore. That is to say, the owner of the diary left here 20 years ago, but Carthage was established long ago. It has a history of 300 years!If the owner of the diary is the same person from the beginning to the end, then there is only one person who may be the owner of this diary, and that is the immortal old witch in the Carthage rumors!

Yue Lin and Wu Chen looked at each other, if there really was such a person, where would he be now?

The old witch-

"What on earth do you want to let me go!" A wailing sounded, wearing delicate clothes, with delicious food in front of him, but he was not in the mood at this moment, looking at his hands locked by iron chains, he wanted to cry no tears.

"Hehe, don't even think about running away, you said you came back with great difficulty, but now I am protecting you, if you let others know that the old witch in Carthage is still alive, I'm afraid they will find you out and kill you as an old man sooner or later! "Yuan Ze stared at Wan Yi in front of him, and said coldly.

"Bless me? If you don't have me, can you build Abyss City?"

Yuan Ze chuckled and said, "That's right, without your help, I definitely wouldn't be able to build Abyss City, but don't forget, it's you who didn't let me send troops, otherwise your Carthage is still here, not This Yanbei Dynasty."

Wan Yi stared at Yuan Ze helplessly, and asked, "What does this have to do with me staying in Shuiyuan City!"

"If you were in Carthage now, I believe they would not do anything to you, but what exists now is the Yanbei Dynasty. I let you stay for your own good. It is not very good for us to live together!"

Yuan Ze sighed and said.

Wan Yi stared at Yuan Ze, remained silent for a moment, and then yelled quietly: "Son, didn't I treat you well enough at the beginning? Did you lack fatherly love? You actually want to live with me when you grow up?"

"I'm sorry, I said don't let me hear you call my son again!"

Seeing Yuan Ze's furious look, Wan Yi laughed loudly and said, "But you are my son, what's wrong if I call you son?"

"Which father looks younger than his son!"

The old god Wan Yi touched Yuan Ze's face on the ground and said, "Son, you are so cute."