He walked out of the pavilion slowly, leaving no footprints on the dusty steps, and the rough steps gave the illusion of walking in a fragment of history.

The gorgeous bookshelf made of gold appeared in Chu Ge's eyes.

Half of the golden bookshelf is a collapsed ruin, and the other half is a complete stone pillar, which seems to be a metaphor for the reincarnation after destruction.

At this time, Chu Ge's expression changed slightly.

The history books that should be placed on the golden bookshelf in memory are not there!

Since its inception, it has recorded all the history of the world. Anyone who finds it can write down their wishes, no matter for the past or the present.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie! You are finally here!"

A voice suddenly sounded in the distant world.

Countless black air gushes out from the gaps in the stone pillars, like a substantial black air flowing down, turning into a tall figure.

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