The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

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"Master Will, stay at the foot of the mountain," Tyrion said.

"I'm going up to see Mrs. Ye Zi."

"You go up and we won't see her."

"With Marillion, we can see her." Will said lightly.

He saw Tyrion's eyes flickering.

Noble Heart Because of the ghost of the Son of the Forest, the locals are reluctant to get close to here. ——So the trees here are very tall and dense. If the Eagle's Nest City in the Valley is located on the giant's spear, then the noble heart is a giant's sword.

The thick and tall trees on all sides of the sword of the giant are the paths through which the children of the forest can go up and down at will-trees are their way. Although Will didn't know that Tyrion, who was very thoughtful, wanted to test his abilities, Will went to see Mrs. Leaf and had his own questions to ask.

As a newly promoted man in black, Tyrion can only obey all his actions.

Although the oath had a limited effect on Tyrion, when Cersei Lannister was still in Will's hands, he at least said it differently. ——James, still his closest relatives.

Arya took her wolf, and Bolong and Angai were waiting at the foot of the mountain.

The road of the noble heart is very difficult to walk, the mountain is steep, and at noon, looking down from the top of the mountain, the group is still at the foot of the mountain.

The giant's spear has a road dug out by hand, but the noble heart has no road up to the mountain.

Three days later, Will and his party finally came to the tip of the giant's sword.

This is a straight and steep mountain.

The summit is surrounded by dozens of huge fish-beam stumps, each of which is wide enough for adults like Will to sleep in a bed. These ancient fishbeam trees were chopped down by King Andal named Erig. Like other kings of Andar, he cut down any fish beams and trees that he could see, and slaughtered any children of the forest that could be caught, and the sacred mountain of the children of the forest-the noble heart was regarded as a **** slaughterhouse by Erig, all of which stood firm The children of the noble heart were all slaughtered.

For thousands of years, there have been legends about the ghosts of the children of the forest wandering restlessly here.

Will was waiting on the top of the mountain, with a panoramic view of the surrounding plains. As long as there was an army, no matter which direction he attacked, he could not escape the surveillance of the people on the mountaintop.

"I heard that as long as people enter the top of the hill inside the stump, they are protected here. The stumps of these fish beams are still there, and the fish beams outside the stumps have all grown into towering trees. The old god’s will has not left. Here." Will said.

"But when people become weak, the will of God becomes unreliable." Tyrion said sharply, "If the old **** of the noble heart has a spirit and shelters the children of the forest, then in the noble heart, There will be no **** incident involving Erigg slaughtering the Son of the Forest, and these many ancient fish beam trees will not all be cut down."

Karen and Fred went to count the huge tree stumps surrounding the top of the mountain. As Will said, it was thirty-one.

Tyrion said, "Master Will, when you came up the mountain, Mrs. Leaf did not show up."

Will said lightly: "Tyrion, Mrs. Leaf is looking at us in a tree house now. Marrian, please sit down and play a song of Jane from the Deserted Stone City."

"Yes, my lord!" Marylian's exquisite costume has become filthy, and her handsome face has lost its luster. After three days of trekking, he walked out a path on a steep mountain with no road. He was so tired that his whole body was in pain. There were blood blisters on the soles of his feet and blood blisters on his hands—the traces left by pulling the vine up the mountain.

Marylian played and sang. Before the song was finished, a white-haired old woman appeared on the top of the mountain. She came to Marillian silently, sat down, closed her eyes, and was completely immersed in the singing.

After a song, the old woman still had no idea.

"Young man, please play it again, please," the old woman said.

Marillion's hair was tingling, but he didn't dare to violate it, so he played it again. This time, the singing stopped for a long time, and the old woman broke away from the singing: "Tyrion, give me wine."

Tyrion hurriedly handed her the wine he had prepared.

This old woman is naturally what Tyrion called Mrs. Leaf. Tyrion was already very short, but this old woman was only half his height, half of the people. She sat on the small wooden bench she had brought and looked up at Tyrion.

Mrs. Leaf's drinker is very good. After she drank a bag of wine, she pitifully asked Marrian to play Jane and Duncan's wedding for her. Marrian really could sing all the love songs about Jane and Duncan. This time, Mrs. Ye Ye was drinking while listening to the song. Finally, she fell asleep in Marrian's singing.

Will looked at Mrs. Leaf and dragged her long white hair to the ground, at least three heights in length. Wearing coarse cloth, his eyes are blood red, like two bright rubies. This makes her look very uncomfortable. Her short stature is beyond everyone's imagination.

She fell asleep leaning on Marillion's calf, but still holding the wine bag tightly in her hand.

Tyrion knelt down and looked at the wrinkles on Mrs. Leaf's face, and the loose skin layered on her neck.

"She had a hard time, Lord Will." Tyrion's voice was strange. The soft part of the little devil's heart was touched. Looking at Mrs. Ye Ye's desire for wine, you know how difficult her life is.

Fading away from the mystery of the Child of the Forest, she is an imaginative humanoid life unaware of her age. Living alone on the top of a mountain, she has become a ghost passed down by the human race.

"As long as she wants, she can go down the mountain and live with us. I have no shortage of Golden Dragon. I can invite singers for her and buy wine for her. She misses Jane and Duncan, and I can invite her too. The artist, according to her description, draw the most beautiful Jane and Duncan in her heart." Will said softly. He squatted down, as tall as Mrs. Leaf.

Ma Ruilian strongly endured the discomfort in her heart and dared not move. Because Mrs. Ye was sleeping on his calf. Killer Karen and Tomahawk Fred looked at Mrs. Leaf respectfully, their eyes were moist.

The race of the children of the forest lives hard and is on the verge of extinction, but on this Westeros continent, as long as there is a little space, there is their unyielding figure-tough and desolate. ——Mrs. Leaf, is the epitome of the life of this race.

Mrs. Ye's sleep was one night. When Marilian opened his eyes from his deep sleep, he heard voices coming from a distance-because the top of the mountain was very quiet, it was the early morning time, even if it was far away, he could still Hear those faint voices.

Marrian simply went further, he didn't want to get into trouble. This is a bunch of people he can't understand. Everywhere reveals weirdness: men in black, dwarfs, ghosts of noble hearts love to listen to the songs of Jane and Duncan...

"I won't leave here!" Mrs. Leaf said to Will, "I can't see through you, you belong to the shadow in the sun, and you are outside the will of God." She turned to Tyrion, "Coca Acridine Bit Buddha, you are right to follow him, I can see a shining crown."

Tyrion said, "Mrs. Leaf, don't you want to listen to Marriann's song? About Jane."

The red pupils of Mrs. Ye Zi flickered.

"Madam, there are also fish beams in the north of the Great Wall. In Winter City, there are ten thousand years fish beams in the sacred woods of the Stark family. Your friends are everywhere. I am Human, I am you and you Friends of the people of the people."

"Do you want Tyrion to join the Tribunal?" Mrs. Leaf said.

"Yes, in the face of all disputes and sins, there is only the sacred judge. The Holy Tribunal has the prince of the children of the forest, and can better protect the ethnic group of the children of the forest. In the forest of the north, there are more children of the forest. They need a true royal leader. Han Shen is ready to move, and if we don’t unite as one, we are all facing extinction again.

Mrs. Leaf's red eyes stared at Will, and Will faced it calmly without blinking.

"Master Will, I want the best wine and the best singer. That young man has a good singing voice, but the singing is frightening. I want a real good singer to sing Jane for me."

"As you wish, ma'am." Will knelt on one knee, took Mrs. Leaf's hand lightly, and kissed the cold back of his hand lightly. "Madam, the son of the human race and the forest, are born equal and should be friendly and harmonious. I swear To protect the peace of the human race and the children of the forest, I will protect my vow with my life, madam, come down with us!"