Legend of the Dragon King of Ice and Fire

The one-eyed man replied gloomily: "Because your sins are too heavy and need to be repaid with your life!"

Lehman Frey went wild, and muttered: "Sin? What sin do we have? It seems that our Frey family has no grievances and no grudges against you!"

"You will understand soon, follow us."

The one-eyed man ignored him, turned and walked out of the courtyard.

Seeing the little boy pointing at his horse, his bones knew it, he quickly sent the reins, he had no other choice.

The fallen leaves creaked under their feet, and their fear increased by one point with each step.

The mountain breeze roared, the crowd was silent, and when the last ray of sunlight dimmed, they walked into the more gloomy dense forest.

Seeing that these bandits stood still and lit torches to illuminate them, Lehman didn't find anyone else, so he asked, "Where is Lord Lightning? Why didn't I see him?"

The one-eyed man stared at him like an idiot, and said jokingly, "Berry Dondleen is dead, and you are so anxious to see him, then you can swipe the sword on your neck and you may be able to see him. ."

"No, no, I don't want to see him!"

Lehman and Bonbon became more upset, because they found several noose ropes hanging from the branches of an old oak tree.

Frey collapsed somewhat.

"You can't kill me, or my grandpa won't let you go!"

"Look, this guy is very old and still depends on his 90-something grandpa." The one-eyed man smiled to everyone.

Fuqin sighed: "Although Master Wader has bad eyes and contracted gout, he is not a fool. He won't think about breaking it. Zijue, Sun's. I'm afraid I will release Frey next time, not just carrying it. Fifty golden dragons, but a hundred elite soldiers followed."

The one-eyed man contemptuously said: "A hundred elite soldiers, the black fish in Runliu City can't allow that old guy to be so extravagant."

"He will!"

Lehman tried to look hard, but his voice betrayed him. He was very unconfident: "He, he will send a thousand elites to kill you all."

"Wait for your despicable grandpa to defeat the black fish first and completely occupy Runliu City."

The Qinren glanced at the poor crazy Lyman, and said disdainfully.

"No matter how many they come, we only have one life, and they are the same."

He played a melancholy note on the wooden harp, "Okay, stop peeing, pants, you only need to answer one of my questions, and I'll tell them to let you go."

For his life, Lehman can say anything: "What do you want to know? I swear, as long as it's clear, I will speak."

The bandit gave him an encouraging smile: "Well, actually, we are looking for an exiled dog."

"dog?"

Lyman Frey was puzzled. "What dog?"

"This dog once belonged to Joffrey Baratheon and his name was Sangfeng Clegane. Soros said he had been to Twin River City. We found the boatman who punted him and found him in the king. The peasant who was robbed on the road, have you seen him at your wedding?"

"At the red wedding?"

Lyman Frey was shocked, but he tried his best to recall that the night was very chaotic, but it was indeed reported that Joffrey's wild dogs appeared in Twin River City.

"He didn't enter the castle, at least he didn't go to the main banquet hall, but someone did say that he had been seen.

"Is there a little girl beside him, a little girl with a horse face?"

A detailed reminder from the one-eyed man: "A very thin girl, about ten years old, may also be said to be a boy."

"No," Lehman said with trepidation, "maybe others know, but I haven't heard of it, it's true!"

"Oh, it's a pity, that little girl is your lucky one, since you haven't seen her, then you are of no value."

Lyman Frey screamed: "No, you can't do this, I gave the answer, and you said you would let me go."

It feels that these people are targeting their companions, and the bones are calmly trying to stay away from him.

How much he wants to walk with him, not this hapless guy.

"You misunderstood your lord. I told them to let you go. I don't have the right to rule on your stay!"

The piano player looked at the big man: "Hey, will you let him go?"

"You might as well ask Bailey Dondleen instead of asking me."

The big bandit shouted gruffly.

Lehman realized that he had been tricked.

The one-eyed man turned his head again and shrugged helplessly at him, and began to play the "Rainy Season in Castelmay" that was played at the red wedding.

Lyman Frey heard the sad music that once made Stark painful, and they felt happy and sad. Their limp legs could no longer support them, and they knelt directly on the mud.

"Please, let me go, I can give you golden dragons, many, many, as long as you let me go!"

"I have never hurt you. I have always responded to your instructions, and have mercy on me. I am a person with children, I am a father!"

"You are pitiful, so who will pity the young wolf master who can't even have a child." The one-eyed man said angrily.

Lyman Frey's head buzzed, he could hardly think, he couldn't figure out why these people were always struggling with a dead rebellion!

"Rob Stark betrayed the kingdom and insulted the Frey family back and forth. The whole country is laughing at us. We must redeem the honor, so we will treat him that way."

"So to vent your anger, you sewed the wolf's head on Robb Stark. He is a great warrior. He should not die on a festive day. His destiny should be on the battlefield, not on the battlefield. Die in a conspiracy!"

The piano player walked under the huge oak tree, pulled the hanging rope and looped it three times around his hand, and tied it into a sleeve.

Lyman Frey screamed, "That was my grandfather's order~www.novelmtl.com~ You know, my grandfather is arbitrarily authoritative, and I was forced by him to kill someone!"

"But your hands are indeed stained with wolf blood."

The piano player shook his head, turned to the woman in the hood, and said respectfully: "Madam, it's up to you to decide."

When the woman stepped forward, the bandits silently paid their attention.

She lifted the hood, and the hearts of Lehman and Bonbon suddenly stopped beating.

The woman in front of her was terribly ugly.

There are ugly hideous scars on her face, her skin is the color of coagulated milk, she has only half of her hair, and the remaining gray and fragile, like a hundred-year-old woman.

Under the scalp covered with wounds, his face was broken into pieces, and there was black blood in the lumps of flesh and blood.

The scariest thing is her eyes, which burns with terrible hatred.

Lyman yelled frantically in his heart.

"No, this is not her. I clearly saw her dead. She died a day and night before we threw the body into the river. Raymond cut her throat from the left ear to the right ear. She was dead. She couldn't Survive!"

"Madam thanks you for your gift, and she can no longer speak!"

The one-eyed man yelled angrily: "You cut her face and neck too deeply in your hateful gang, but she remembers everything."

He turned to the bloodless horror woman.

"Madam, will I do it for you?"

The ugly woman's eyes never left Lyman, she nodded, and she agreed.

Lyman Frey just wanted to open his mouth to make the last effort, but the noose around his neck blocked all his words.

His feet were off the ground, and the twine was sunk deep into the soft flesh under his chin.

Ascending, he kept convulsing, kicking into the air, struggling with fate, ascending, ascending, ascending...

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