Legend of the Dragon King of Ice and Fire

Zhuo Ge subconsciously drove the lion's body to turn his head to look, but was hit by a flying mud block on the bridge of the snowball's nose.

"Boom!"

Splashes of blood and mud, and the skin of the snowball sprouted!

The intense pain caused Zhuo Ge to forget the ice wolf under his claws.

Taking advantage of the gap in the relaxation of the claws, the ice wolf slammed free of the snowball, ran to the source of the previous female sound, and disappeared in a swipe of smoke.

"Roar!"

Zhuo Ge was furious, and the howling of the snowball completely stunned the weak birds and beasts nearby.

The power of this mud is comparable to that of a crossbow. If the person hadn't used mud instead of stones, otherwise the nose bone of the snowball would have cracked!

With such an injury, Zhuo Ge would naturally not let go of the damned sneak attacker.

He drove the limbs of the snowball, following the strong smell left by the ice wolf like a gust of wind, and rushed into the dense forest.

Zhuo Ge felt that the ice wolf, whose name is the same as the legendary warrior queen who led his people across the narrow sea, must be the sneak attacker.

Since they are in the same group, finding the ice wolves is equivalent to finding a sneak attacker.

The turbid breath is intertwined in the cold morning air into a steaming net of white fog, even the air is humid.

This is a dark and primitive place, with thousands of years old trees lying around, exuding the smell of dampness and corruption.

There are no redwoods growing here. The forest consists of sentinel trees covered with gray-green pine needles, strong oak trees, and iron trees.

Here, the thick and thick black tree trunks are squeezing each other, the twisted branches weave a thick towering tree top, and the deformed intertwined packings are wrestling with each other under the ground.

This is a place of deep silence and suffocating shadows, but walking in it gives Zhuo Ge an illusion of returning to the basics.

Maybe this is the instinct of animals. Snowball belongs to this kind of nature.

Suddenly, Zhuo Ge felt a rustling sound above his head, and a thin black figure jumped down from the tall oak tree.

Suddenly, Zhuo Ge deliberately dodged, but he was still half a beat slow, and the shadow was riding on the back of Snowball.

Riding a white lion is equivalent to riding him. He was naturally annoyed and shook the lion's body vigorously, preparing to throw off the not too heavy black shadow.

However, Sombra grabbed the snowball's temple tightly with one hand, and couldn't get rid of it at all.

"Boom!" With two muffled sounds, Snowball's head took two hand knives.

The person on his back was not heavy, but his hands were strangely heavy, and Zhuo Ge realized that this person was not an ordinary person.

What frightened him was that he obviously sensed the scabbard flapping on the lion's body.

If he was allowed to draw his sword and stab his body, with this person's hand strength, he would definitely be able to pierce his heart.

It was no way to go on like this, Zhuo Ge became anxious, turned abruptly, and rushed to the bush of thorns not far away.

The snowball has thick skin and thick flesh, and the dense thorns can't hurt it at all.

But the person on the back is not necessarily, because the women are delicate skin and tender flesh.

Sure enough, as he expected, at the moment he was about to get into the thorn bushes, he obviously felt the lion's body lighten, and it was obvious that the woman on his back had jumped away in advance.

Zhuo Ge's sensitivity at this time was extremely keen, and at the moment he heard the sound of the woman landing, he judged the other party's location.

He turned around abruptly, directly covered his head and rushed wildly, hitting the woman's moon, knocking her to the ground.

The woman slid far away against the mud, the damp fallen leaves reduced the friction, otherwise Zhuo Ge thought she would be rubbed off.

When the woman was lying on the ground panting, the ice wolves who did not know where they were hiding suddenly flashed, blocking her front with grinning teeth, and staring at the snowball fiercely.

"Roar!"

The snowball yelled at it fiercely and rushed towards it like flying.

The Ice Wolf couldn't bear the still turbulent king's aura, and subconsciously moved back slightly, but it looked back at the woman lying on the ground, and it became decisive again.

In the process of running, Zhuo Ge accumulated the whole body strength of the snowball.

Just as the snowball was about to hit the ice wolves, the woman sheltered by the ice wolves bounced and shouted.

"Menalia, get out of the way!"

Hearing the woman's evasive footsteps, the ice wolf hurriedly followed suit, withstanding the swift impact of a snowball.

The snowball slid forward several meters, plowing the ground into two long deep marks, and then forcibly stopped the momentum.

After rushing to the air, he had never been so suffocated before, Zhuo Ge felt that he was too bad after being transformed.

The ice wolves are known for their swiftness and ferocity, and the woman's hands are so big that she can sling out a power comparable to flying arrows with mud.

Zhuo Ge didn't dare to be careless, so he turned around quickly.

However, the woman and the ice wolf didn't attack, standing five feet away, concentrating on guard, perhaps because he thought his beast body was terrifying.

The woman was young, definitely under fifteen years old. She was very lean and had a long face like a horse's face, gray eyes and tan hair.

She is wearing a very masculine style, breeches and short tunic, and a brown deerskin vest with studs.

If it hadn't been for her to say something, Zhuo Ge would mistake her for a boy.

The horse-faced girl's hand did not hold the hilt of the sword hanging around her waist, but placed it behind her, as if she was hiding something?

Zhuo Ge felt that it should have been the collision that she had just slid down on the ground, and she had worn out the breeches covering...

But soon the girl realized that she was facing a lion, so she returned to normal and let go of her hand covering...

The girl's scabbard was made of soft gray leather, and she slowly pulled out the dagger with dark blue metallic luster on the body.

Zhuo Ge noticed that her sword was very thin. The assassins of Pantos, Mill and other free trade city-states used the kind of steel swords~www.novelmtl.com~ The woman held the sword in her left hand. Obviously she is left-handed.

It seemed that the dagger was in hand, giving her infinite confidence. She held Yuexun's abdomen, and the panic on her face gradually returned to calm.

"It seems that she is an assassin, hey, that's not right, the ice wolf next to her is called Menaria, and she looks like a northerner, is she the second daughter of Ed Stark, Arya Stark!"

Zhuo Ge suddenly realized that he seemed to have run into Erya, who played a very important role in the game of Ice and Fire.

Because ice wolves rarely recognize the lord, and in modern times, only the wolf brothers and sisters have raised ice wolves.

"Since she has appeared here, it seems that she has completed the trial in Braavos, has become the faceless, and has rushed back to avenge her family."

Arya Stark's experience is almost clear to Zogo, and he doesn't want to be an enemy of her.

He has always respected people who strive to live and strive to improve their integrity.

But he didn't move, Arya wouldn't let him go.

The girl rubbed the ice wolf's head with a distressed look, then glared at the snowball and moved towards it.

Zhuo Ge felt that her killing intent came from the ice wolf. After all, her pet was almost scratched by the claws of the snowball, and it almost ran into the intestines.

"It is said that Zhuo Ge owns a bloodstained white lion that is stronger than a strong horse. It seems that I came across it. Very good. I will kill this fierce beast first, and then I will attack Zhuo Ge to complete Jaku The task given to me by Hegar!"

The girl's self-talk, listening to Snowball's ears caused an uproar in Zhuo Ge's consciousness.

He realized that the waiter of the God of Thousand Faces, Jakun Hegar, was the master of the King of Killers of Quells!

And Arya Stark is the assassin appointed by Jakun Hegar to avenge his apprentice!