Peerless concubine pharmacist

Chapter 1762 Garan Garan
"I'm not sure if I'll see Master Jialan again..." Laojun said truthfully.

"As the chief historian, I can tell you with certainty that there must be a reason for him to come to the fairyland. You must have the opportunity to see him. This is the experience of recording the formation of history." The chief historian said.

"Well, you are really destined. Although the emperor imprisoned the memories of the previous historians, but it was inherited in your special body, and those memories were activated. You are upright and wrote all these down. Because of Master Jialan's story, you ended up like this..." Laojun said.

"As a historian, I'm just adhering to the truth of history. This is the only ethics that a historian must abide by. I did it. I also paid a painful price for it, but I don't regret it." The chief historian coughed a few more times.

With a decadent body and an aging face, the bones of this body are far from his actual age, like an old man who is dying and has few days to live, but in fact he is in his prime.

His eyesight had been corroded by poisonous gas all year round, almost without light, and could hardly even see the light.

Muscles, bones, flesh, and mind are all subjected to the deepest and deepest torture here. However, the chief historian did not give in. Once he succumbs, the most authentic history will not be known to the world, and the emperor must not be allowed to succeed. This is why he persisted.

Only his unwavering will and fighting spirit became the driving force for him to linger until the end of his life, and he could vaguely feel the indomitableness in his bones. This is what Laojun admires the most.

"You are one of the people I miss and admire the most in the fairy world. It has always been like this." Laojun patted his thigh, just like patting a hollow dead tree, lifeless, waiting silently The coming of death.

"You should go, Laojun, thank you for coming to see me, I am very happy to talk to you, otherwise I can only talk to these logs and fog." The chief historian laughed at himself.

"Then I'm leaving...you, take care. The future will be long." After saying that, Laojun left, walking away with tears in his eyes.

Hehe, the days to come are long, I won't have any more days to come, thank you, my friend... The chief historian watched Laojun's turbid back, and said slowly in his mouth.

After coughing a few more times, his back disappeared into the mist.

Waiting for death in perseverance, but not taking it to heart, the wish is done, and you can die at any time.

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After feeling the breath of the fairy world, Jialan left immediately. On the way to the witch's palace, many things from that year were rolling in her heart.

He didn't think much about it, he was very clear about the purpose of this trip, which was for the heart of the goddess.

This heart bone was kept by the witch.It's her last resort.

Jialan came here because she expected that Luoyue would open the seal of the Wizard of Oz, and the goddess needed to be complete to regain her divine power.

The only one who can compete with the witch and have a chance to get the heart is Garan himself.

Therefore, Jialan came, and for the sake of the goddess, he was willing to face the most unwilling witch again.

The night is getting darker, and the moonlight in the sky is bright and beautiful. Jialan looked up and saw that it was still the moonlight of that year, but things have changed, and things have changed in this fairy world. He is a person who has never existed, at least This is recorded in the history books.

He doesn't mind being wiped out...

As long as you can stay with the beginning.

(End of this chapter)