"My name is Gregor Cregan. Magic Mountain said.

"Are you the Magic Mountain?" Arya's voice sharpened, her wolf and her master had a heart-to-heart, and immediately bared their teeth, their eyes showed a fierce light, as long as Arya gave an order, they immediately attacked the Magic Mountain.

This little girl is indeed a thorn, very difficult to mess with!

"I'm the Magic Mountain!" said the Magic Mountain. His iron gloves clenched his fists, ready to blow the wolf's head with a single punch.

"You're a big badass!"

"Yes, I'm a big badass!"

"Bah, I'm not going with you!" Arya flatly refused.

Magic Mountain smiled: "Where are you going to run? In less than half an hour, the Hound will start to hunt you and Mikay with his soldiers, you are hiding in the Trident River, and the Hound will be able to find you." ”

"I know where to hide. Arya said confidently, her tone full of contempt for the Magic Mountain.

This wild chick dressed as a boy is not small, and she is not afraid in front of the magic mountain! Many murderers and bandits began to weaken their legs when they stood in front of the magic mountain, and the magic mountain looked at each other, and many strong men were involuntarily afraid. This is also a reason why many fierce people are willing to follow the Demon Mountain and be loyal, and the Demon Mountain has its own attributes of the Great Demon King, and the people gathered around him are also full of fierce and fierce people.

Things gather in kind, people in groups!

Demon Mountain shrugged his shoulders: "Okay, just since I haven't seen you, let's run." But don't go into the woods ahead. The Devil pointed to a forest where he had set up his tent. There were his bandits in it, and many people could tell that Arya was a girl at a glance, and maybe they would catch Arya and strip her naked.

"I'm going to go in!" Thorn is Thorn, and added a special sentence, "I'm not afraid of you!"

Moshan could see that Little Thorn's heart was nervous, although her ice wolf grinned, but when Moshan clenched his huge fist and prepared to defend and counterattack, the wolf took a small half step back. The Magic Mountain knows that the wolf and his master have a heart-to-heart connection, and all six of the Stark family have a spiritual and mysterious connection to their wolf.

The wolf retreated slightly, which showed that the master's heart was afraid, but the tone of the little thorn's mouth was not soft at all!

"Well, go in, there are my soldiers in there, and I warn you, they are all little villains, maybe they fancy your beauty, n your clothes, and kill your ice wolf. They don't know you're a Stark. Look at what you're wearing, in tattered clothes, with a dirty face, like a beggar. ”

"Phew!" the little girl chirped and strode away. Don't look at her tough mouth, but she still bypassed the woods and ran upstream along the river, "Demon Mountain, if you are a real knight, don't tell the hound where we are running." ”

The Magic Mountain laughed dumbly!

This Arya was contemptuous of him, but before leaving, she begged him not to reveal her whereabouts.

"I'm going to tell the Hound the direction in which you and Mikay are fleeing!" called the Magic Mountain.

Arya's face darkened, and her Icewolf roared at the Demon Mountain, picking up speed and running away along the river.

The Magic Mountain watched as Arya and her wolf ran away without a trace.

In the 29th year of Aegon's calendar, Arya Stark was born in Winterfell in the North and is nine years old this year. The little girl is lean, with a beautiful face, smart hands and feet, and is naturally agile, and her clothes are always dirty. Her aristocratic ladylike demeanor is dirty and messy.

The Magic Mountain is surrounded by wicked people, and Arya's friends are basically heroes such as peddlers, pawns, wandering singers, blacksmiths and grooms, bread maids, and butchers' sons, such as the warrior Mikay who practiced swords on Ruby Beach just now, is her very good friend.

It would not take half a day to wear the fine silk clothes on Arya, and within a day, there would be dirt and holes everywhere, and she was the best student of Lady Caitlin's greatest headache, and the good student of the governess, Sister Modan, who complained to the lord and his wife every day.

The nine-year-old girl who dared to throw the prince's sword into the river and slammed the prince's head with a training sword behind the prince's back did not have the wildness and courage to refine in a day! However, no matter how wild she was, she was a nine-year-old girl after all, and after the trouble, she was still so frightened that she thought of the trick of running away from home.

The ruby beach was not in a hurry, and the Magic Mountain saw where Arya had dropped her lion's teeth. The nine-year-old girl didn't have much to throw the sword, and the magic mountain went down to the river, and it didn't take much effort to scoop up the lion's teeth. The blade of the lion's tooth was washed by the river, and the water was shining, and the reflection of the sun's rays on the blade was dazzling.

A good sword!

The golden lion's head at the end of the hilt alone is nothing short of expensive.

Magic Mountain took the lion's tooth into the woods, and deep in the woods, his brothers were practicing swordsmanship. It is necessary to train in the woods, a good swordsman, who knows how to use the surroundings for my use. Fighting in the woods, there are more obstacles, and it can hone people's reflexes and agility even more.

The magic mountain threw the sword to Bernie, a stinky and sweaty bartender, Bernie was overjoyed, and the brothers all came to watch, and everyone was envious and amazed. For a warrior, a good sword gives one more life.

"Lord Demon Mountain, where did you get the sword?" Bernie was surprised and delighted. He no longer called the Magic Mountain Lord Grego, but called the Demon Mountain Lord like these fierce brothers. Bernie didn't stay by the side of the Magic Mountain for a few days, and he quickly recovered his true nature from a trembling boy, and became a slippery head, a slippery person, a diligent hand and foot, a clever person, and a first-class poor mouth. Under the strict orders of Lord Magic Mountain, I have occasional fun.

Although he doesn't quite understand why, it is inevitable to obey orders, there is no doubt about this!

"Knock off the golden lion's head, it's Prince Joffrey's sword. "If we go to King Robert, we must not let him see you wearing the prince's sword." ”

"Your Excellency snatched the Prince's sword?" said Bernie, surprised.

"Picked up in the river. The prince and the prime minister had a fight at Gem Beach and lost, and the sword was thrown into the river by the prime minister, and then the prince was responsible for going back to heal his wounds, and the prime minister was responsible for escaping, and I was responsible for going and scooping up the sword! ”

Bernie and the brothers laughed!

"Let's go, set up camp, put up the flag, and we'll go to the king!

So, in the midst of foul language and ridicule, the brothers set up camp, led their horses, and came to the famous Ruby Beach, bathed first, let the horses graze, washed up, and lined up, and erected the banner of the West and the Cregan, headed by the Magic Mountain, and slowly went to the town of the Earl of Harroway.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves roared on the streets of Earl's Town, and a group of men and horses roared out of the town, led by a fierce general, who was very tall, wearing a hideous dog helmet and a red red cloak from the west, leading dozens of red cloak cavalry, straight to the road of the Magic Mountain and his party.

The Magic Mountain stopped, stood in the middle of the road, and did not give in.

The fierce general who came was none other than the younger brother of the Magic Mountain, and since the age of seven he had vowed to kill the Magic Mountain's hound, Sandor Clegane!11