Arya gave Melisandre a faint look, Melisandre was the same as her, the guardian of the Magic Mountain. There are some things that Arya won't tell the mountain in order not to worry about it, but she needs Melisandre's help and teaming up. Arya needs a suitable time and place to tell Melisandre that the Faceless is coming.

The person the Faceless One wants to assassinate is His Majesty the King they protect together: the Magic Mountain!

The Faceless is an Assassin Order, and Arya is only one person, so it's clear that she needs help. Although Arya knelt in front of the statue of the God of Thousand Faces and lit a candle and made an oath, she had always believed in the Old Gods, the faith of the people of the North. While the first of the Faceless Person's teachings is to forget who they really are: their name and identity—Arya has always been a Stark, never a nameless.

While training on the Isle of the Gods, Arya was able to bring true peace of mind only through prayers in the Sacred Grove.

The Black and White Temple is located on the Isle of the Gods, the so-called Isle of the Gods - almost all the gods in the world can find their temples on the Isle of the Gods, which is the place with the highest concentration of temples of gods in the world, including the drowning god of the Iron Islands, the blood god of the Crab Claw Peninsula, and the old gods of the northern part of the Westeros continent.

The Old Gods believed that there was no temple, and the northern people prayed in the Wood Forest.

The most authentic of the sacred trees of the Divine Wood Forest is the Yuliang Tree, which is the heart tree with blood-red leaves like a human palm, but because of the war, the Heart Tree is almost extinct except in the north. In places where the Heart Tree is extinct, people who believe in the Old Gods use the oak tree as a sacred tree for prayer, but in the sacred tree forest of the Isle of the Gods, there is a rare fishbeam tree: the Heart Tree.

There are many famous temples on the Isle of the Gods, but in the outside world, because the prestige of the Faceless Assassins is too great, most people in the outside world only know that there is a black and white courtyard on the Isle of the Gods Braavos, but they don't know that there are also the Moon Temple, the Seven Divine Temples, the Red Temple, the Cold Temple, the Drowning Temple, the Blood Temple, the Immortal Temple, and the Divine Wood Forest on the Isle of the Gods......

Arya, who learned her skills in the Black and White Academy, has completely returned to Arya Stark's identity and self from the moment she left the Black and White Academy......

There are exceptions to everything! The gods also have a time to snooze!

Arya is an exception.

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The magic mountain led the army to cross the Trident River, because of the heart of the little dragon, a roar, the red smoke beast ran, the soldiers whipped the horses and followed closely, for a while, the sound of horses' hooves was like thunder, and they rushed in the direction of the valley.

Three hundred miles behind the Magic Mountain, four men of extraordinary bearing rode on King's Road, and they came out of King's Landing, hurried all night, and continued on their way after a little rest at dawn. The group of four was Daenerys Targaryen, Missandei, Missannelo, and Jorah Mormont, who had come along King's Road to chase the Magic Mountain.

Daenerys didn't take the opportunity to find a ferry to leave Westeros as Jane Westerling had expected, her dragon wasn't around, and she really couldn't leave Westeros. Daenerys hoped to catch up with the Demon Mountain in the Trident River, because she really didn't know the path of the Bright Moon Mountain Range, and she couldn't find where the dragon's lair was, but she had too superficial understanding of the speed of the Red Smoke Beast and the fierceness of the purebred war horses of the Crab Claw Peninsula.

By the time Daenerys and his party arrived at the Cross Inn after dark, the Magic Mountain group had already entered the depths of the Mingyue Mountain Range, and as soon as thousands of horses entered the territory of the Gaoshan clan tribe in the Mingyue Mountain Range, they met the people of the tribe......

Early the next morning, in the cold mountain wind, the fiery red red smoke beast appeared at the foot of the cloudy mountain, and on the back of the red smoke was a burly giant like a mountain, armored giant sword, flat helmet, and a mighty expression, it was the new king of Westeros, Gregor Clegane.

He was alone, and the red smoke beast went straight up the hillside like a swift red cloud. The Red Smoke Beast flipped on all fours, whipping up a shallow tail flame of dirt and weeds behind its long ponytail.

The early morning silence of the Cloud Mountain, the sound of the hooves of the Red Smoke Beast shattered the silence of the mountain forest, startling the birds and beasts in the bushes and woods. A few miles to the left of the mountain road, the early shepherds and the people of the Scorching Tribes heard the echo of the horse's hooves—in the valley, the sound of the horses' hooves could be heard far away in the early morning silence—and the shepherds and the people who stayed here climbed to the heights and saw the Red Smoke Beast flying up the mountain and the giant on the back of the magical creature: the Magic Mountain!

Cheers rang out halfway up the mountainside of Cloud Mountain, at the edge of the pasture, near the houses of the Scorching Tribes left behind, and many young people rushed in the direction of the Dragon's Lair to meet their tribal elder: the Red Hand Demon Mountain!

The Magic Mountain is coming!

Only in the Magic Mountain, there is a Red Smoke Beast that climbs and wades like a fly, it is a great unicorn, its eyes are blood-red, its hair and skin are like flames, and the sweat that flows out is all bright red of blood, and the people of the Scorching Department regard the Red Smoke Beast as a divine beast.

In the dragon's lair halfway up the mountain, there was also a strange sound, and the sound of a dragon's groan came from the cave, as if it was responding to the arrival of the magic mountain. Soon. A black and hideous dragon head poked out of the hole in the dragon's den, it was the young dragon Zhuogeng.

Zhuo Geng, who has a very bad temper and personality, is always the first to appear, and he also likes to compete for the first place.

It was not easy to go up the mountain, the mountain road of Cloud Mist Mountain was very slippery in the early morning, and the grass was full of hoarfrost, but the Red Smoke Beast had already been exercised in the scorching cold of the northern realm, and this weather had little effect on him. In the Bright Moon Mountains in late autumn, the temperature is very low. There will be frost at night, thin ice on some roads, and the early morning mountain breeze will be like a knife, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling. If you are running, it will make it difficult for people to breathe.

But the Red Smoke Beast was galloping up the mountain with a person of the size of the Demon Mountain.

Drogen's Cave came out of the Dragon's Cave, then Rego, and finally the Dragon Sheep Thief, and as soon as she came out, it was a small moving mountain. Drogen, who had far outgrown elephants, and Rego immediately became children.

"Sheep thief!" exclaimed Demon Mountain. The sound was like muffled thunder, roaring through the valley. He speaks the Valyrian language.

The sheep thief had already seen the magic mountain that was flying up the mountain, and she let out a dragon roar of Qingyue, just like the impact of beautiful jade, the sound was crisp and tactful, melodious into the clouds, making the ethereal spirit in the mountain suddenly stand out.

In the next second, the sheep thief's wings shook, and the dragon soared into the sky, its wings spread, and the entire hillside was darkened. The omnipresent light of the sky was blocked by the wings of the sheep thief.

In a very short period of time, perhaps a heartbeat, the magic mountain felt the hot wind blowing on his face, and the sheep thief glided down, and the huge body was on top of his head, and it looked like it would immediately overlay his body, but in fact, the height of the distance between the dragon and the human was very high, but the size of the sheep thief was too huge, giving people the illusion that it was within reach.

Correct!

The sheep thief's dragon chant was very light, but it was extremely penetrating, and the clear metallic sound hit the heart of the magic mountain. The man is under the dragon's body, the dragon is on top of the man's head, the wings are flapping, the sheep thief turns, and the speed of the Red Smoke Beast is obviously reduced, and the dragon power seriously affects the speed of the Red Smoke Beast, a magical creature. If it weren't for the fact that it was the same 'master' as the sheep thief, and they had already adapted to each other, the Red Smoke Beast would have fled out of fear at such a distance.

As a mother of sheep thieves, the golden-red light on the armor is more abundant, the golden-red dazzling colors in the eyes are brighter, and the invincible temperament is stronger.

The Magic Mountain didn't see the three little dragons he had fantasized about countless times. He looked out over the hillside, and outside the Dragon's Lair, in the territory of the sheep thieves, the Magic Mountain saw only Drogon and Rego.

"Sheep thief, what about the child?" exclaimed the Magic Mountain.

Suddenly, the hot wind blew in his face, and the sheep thief turned and flew back to the hillside, and the sky poured down.

The sheep thief's wings folded, and the wind rattled through the nearby trees and grass, and she fell, and the ground of the hillside trembled slightly.

The dragon's body is too huge.

In the next heartbeat, the Red Smoke Beast came to the edge of the dragon's territory, and at the edge of the black area, the Red Smoke Beast stopped. The Demon Mountain jumped off the Red Smoke Beast and patted the Red Smoke Beast on the head, and the Red Smoke Beast seemed to be as relieved as a human, and ran in the direction of the pasture.

The three-headed dragon stared at him in the dragon's territory as if he were a delicious food, and although he knew that the dragon would not be rude to him when his master was here, the Red Smoke Beast still felt that it was the safest way to stay away from these proud creatures.

The Red Smoke Beast headed in the direction of the pasture, he knew it as if he were back at home, he knew where there was water, where there was the tastiest forage, and where to find his stables and the people of the Scorching Tribe.

The Demon Mountain stepped into the dragon's territory, and the hideous giant of the sheep thief lowered and spewed out hot dragon breath, blowing the mantle of the Demon Mountain. He was greeting the Magic Mountain in his own way, which was a way of communication and closeness between humans and dragons.

The giant palm of the magic mountain was like a girl's little hand in front of the dragon's dragon's head, and the little hand slapped on the dragon's head, rubbing the dragon's golden-red smooth scale armor with temperature: "Old fellow, Fu low, congratulations on becoming a mother, but I haven't seen any of your children." ”

The dragon's head moved forward slightly, and the burly and infinitely powerful magic mountain was toppled to the ground, just like an adult gently pulling a small child to the ground. The magic mountain turned up, and the sheep thief's dragon breath was like a fist formed by a hot air current, and with a bang, it hit him in the face.

The magic mountain staggered, and instinctively dodged sideways, but the dragon claw of the sheep thief stretched out again, and as soon as he touched his 'calf', the magic mountain fell again. His body was huge and heavy, and it slammed into the ground with a loud thud.

Drogen's and Rego's dragon eyes were dazzling, their heads tilted, their long necks stretched, and their dragon's mouths slightly open, making a dragon groan, as if mocking the vulnerability of the Magic Mountain. The sheep thief also let out a dragon groan, and she raised her head, her long neck seemed to reach into the sky, and let out a high-pitched and joyful cry, and the dragon's moan echoed through the mountains, and the echo reverberated through the heavens and the earth.

The mother of the dragon is more majestic, but also more gentle and intimate, and she is playing with the magic mountain in her own unique way to express the joy of her heart.

Not far away, footsteps sounded chaotically, and the people of the Scorching Tribes came one after another.

The magic mountain half-squatted up, his eyes were aimed at the sheep thief, and the sheep thief was also aiming at him, a huge and hideous dragon head on his long neck stared at the magic mountain condescendingly, and the dragon's eyes were closed, as if there were golden-red flames splashing out. It was as if a huge beast was looking down on the poor dwarf.

"Tamara, food. Magic Mountain shouted.

The dragon's casual touch to the Magic Mountain was a real pain for the Magic Mountain, and he could not enjoy the excitement and joy expressed by the sheep thief. This guy's weakness is food, so give her food and let her stop first.

In the time that he had been fighting side by side with the sheep thief for so long, it was the first time that Moshan had experienced this side of the sheep thief, this kind of closeness, Moshan hoped to end, but he was powerless to stop it. Although the dragon is a magical creature with intelligence and knows the mind of her master, she is still a magical creature after all, not a human being. She couldn't understand the helplessness of the slightest touch of her dragon claw, and the magic mountain had to fall.

When the magic mountain shouted out the food, the sheep thief's head was even more crooked, and a pair of dragon eyes that seemed to be made of golden-red gems looked at the magic mountain, as if she was thinking, and then, the magic mountain heard the soft sound of the sheep thief, and then, Zhuo Geng and Rego responded with a soft sound, and the two young dragons walked into the dragon's lair one after the other.

"Sheep thief, stop. Moshan slowly stood up, pointed at the sheep thief, and expressed his dissatisfaction, "Don't touch me again, okay? ”

The sheep thief's head slowly lowered, low to the height of the Demon Mountain, and a hot dragon breath erupted, aiming at the face of the Demon Mountain. Demon Mountain had already been vigilant this time, and avoided it sideways, and there was a loud bang in the air. The air flow dispersed, and a hot wind blew in the face.

"Haha, I already knew you ......" Before the words were finished, the huge head of the sheep thief arched up, and lightly hit the chest of the Demon Mountain, and the Demon Mountain fell down with a bang......

The sheep thief let out a melodious dragon chant, and the people of the Scorching Tribes heard the joy in the dragon's voice.

At the foot of the mountain, the sound of horses' hooves exploded, and the five hundred guards of the Demon Mountain came to the bottom of the mountain at this time.

"Sheep thief, stop, bow down, eat. The Magic Mountain let out a series of dragon words.

The hideous giants of the sheep thieves lifted up and looked high at the foot of the mountain.

"That's my soldier, the sheep thief. The magic mountain lay on the ground and shouted.

Then his voice stopped, his movements stopped, and he saw Drogen and Rego come out of the dragon's den, with a little dragon in their mouths, and the figure of the little dragon could be seen between the teeth of Drogen and Rego, and the little tails of the little ones dragging on the outside of the dragon's mouth.

Dragons, three little dragons.

The excitement in Moshan's heart overflowed at once, and he almost forgot to breathe, he was really worried that the sharp teeth of Drogen and Rego would hurt the little ones' bodies. No, you have to tailor a cage for the little ones, and you can't let the dragon carry them around, it's too dangerous and inconvenient.