The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

"Master Harris, a man in black, he is not worthy of your good sword..." Foucault said looking at Will's fading back.

Harris hung the little dagger that Will had given him to the hounds of the hounds: "Foucault, don't say anything disappointing in front of me. He is a man in black, and even a great ranger." He said. Turn the horse's head to urge the horse to move fast.

Foucault hurriedly led the pack horse to keep up.

Foucault sighed secretly: If the man in black was killed by the savage stone people in the forest, that good sword would be a shame.

Will urged the horse to walk slowly, slowly closing his eyes.

Since learning the Green Vision and entering the forest, he has actually felt a kind of cordiality.

This feeling is very subtle, with a faint sense of belonging that makes my heart peaceful.

In the past few days, under the guidance of Xinshu, he didn't need to be completely still, he only needed to concentrate to control Harris's horse.

It’s just that the horse is full of spirituality. Two days ago, Will’s divine consciousness entered the horse’s body, and he would encounter sharp resistance. Three days later, Will finally surrendered to the horse. As long as his mental power was concentrated, he could enter the horse’s body. See the world with the eyes of a horse, feel the power of running with the horse's four hooves, feel the invasion of the cold with the skin of the horse, wherever your mind comes, stop if the horse stops or walk.

For the first time, I drank the cold stream with the mouth of a horse, ate the shallow grass with the mouth of the horse, and felt the cold of the grass juice sliding down the throat.

All the feelings are so novel, cold and powerful.

The horse has Will's mind, and Will has the horse's body.

The only regret is that I am limited by the road and the environment, and I can’t run as much as I can. Let’s try the extreme speed.

"Will!" The old demon of the heart tree, like a lingering soul, began to speak in Will's ear again. Will even felt that this mysterious figure who claimed to be the old demon combined with the sacred tree of fish beams must be because he was too lonely, and Will happened to be the only alien who could communicate and communicate with him for thousands of years.

"Old demon," Will said.

Walking alone in the wolf forest, Will feels more at ease and comfortable, as if the fish returned to the water and the eagle flew into the air.

"It took more than three days to learn to control the galloping horse. You disappointed me a little." The old demon's voice was not disappointed. He was only speaking a fact very slowly and clearly.

Will analyzes it from a medical point of view and thinks that the old demon is content with communicating with him. As for the specific matters of communication, it may not be important.

Will said: "Old demon, I have to proceed step by step, not to let the horse be frightened and hurt the horse's hooves. The horse is so spiritual, after I got out of its body, it seemed to know that I was controlling it, fearful and hostile. Me, if I use too much force, it will run away in fright and hurt Harris, which is not the result I want to see."

"Harris is a rare knight with excellent character. After you compete with him, he wants to make friends with you. You accepted his sword and he was very happy."

"I wanted to refuse." Will said in his heart without saying anything.

"Old demon, I know things you don't know."

"what's up?"

"Regarding Harris' future, he will become Robb’s guard captain and his personal guard. Robb will launch wars in the future. He will be Robb’s first shooter, but unfortunately, he will die at the red wedding. ."

"Red wedding? What's going on?" The old demon's ancient and bleak voice had no emotion.

This old demon couldn't see anything that happened in the south, nor could he infer the future oracle fragments from the current events.

The old demon who merged with the heart tree was not a god. Strictly speaking, he should also belong to the alien. For the humanoid who can integrate life with the fish beam, Will prefers to believe that he is a mysterious humanoid of the children of the forest.

The southern territory is controlled by the seven gods in the south, and the old demon of the heart tree cannot cross his neck to snoop on anything in the past, present and future that happened in the south.

But things in the North, big and small, past, present and future, he could see some complete events, not fragments. It's just that he didn't want to snoop, and the fragments that belonged to the prophet only came to his eyes.

To be precise, he was numb.

Until Will appeared.

Perhaps, Will brought him the light of hope.

"Tell you, you won't understand." Will said, "It's too complicated, and I feel the hostility emanating from the wolf forest. I don't know if it is the hunter of the forest clan, the homegrown natives, or the roaring stone folks. I."

"Look at it with your green vision. There is an eagle in the tree ahead. Do you want to try the feeling of flying? Condescendingly, look at this wolf forest from the sky."

"The eagle can't see the hunter ambushing in the tree under the leaves from the sky. I don't want to be shot to death by a rusty arrow, or be cut off by a knife with a missing edge. ."

"Then possess the trees and look at them one by one. This is also to practice your green vision."

The woods are very old. Looking up, you can't see a complete sky. The dense leaves and the ice and snow on the leaves block the sky. The sound of hoofs in the woods spread far along the gravel path of Kings Avenue.

If before learning the green vision, Will usually walks for half a day during the day, then rests, and waits until dark before he goes on the road again, walks all night, and finds a place to rest at dawn.

Normal people drive during the day because of safety; but Will is used to driving at night because it is safer.

However, now with Green Vision, Will decided to go when he wanted to go, and stop when he wanted to stop. As for whether it was day or night, he no longer considered.

Will closed his eyes and sat on the horse and let the horse go. These northern trained horses will walk on their own, without the command of their master, they will move forward at a constant speed.

Will felt his soul fly out of his body, a transparent humanoid himself, just like a transparent and intangible undead. He chose a huge sentry tree, and the soul flew over and merged into the tree body. The coldness and roughness of the trees made Will very uncomfortable, which is why he could only possess trees for a short time.

It is hard for Will to imagine the feeling that the old demon merges with the heart tree regardless of the wind, the sun, the rain, the dew, the feeling of life of the tree, that kind of hardness, that kind of cold, that kind of wet feeling. There are a thousand snakes crawling. Regarding the disgust of his body, Will believes that few normal people's spirit power can withstand long-term possession trees.

Maybe the warm trees in the warm south are different.

I saw it, a small ragged body was in the black thorns not far from the sentinel tree. A pair of **** eyes set off his sharp and thin face, sparse hair, gray-yellow, and sunken eyes. Small arms and legs, obviously severe malnutrition.

Scrawny!

This is still a little girl.

Bare hands and feet, holding a blunt knife in his hand, used to split the black thorns and some dead branches.

Then there was no one else around.

The little girl's eyes were like wild beasts, looking at Will on the horse, as if looking at a dead person.

This little girl killed someone, she should be the scout of a certain team.

Forest squads with such scouts are actually very timid. If there are a few riders or more than five mercenaries passing by, they will just watch those people pass by, but if you are alone, they will Will be very bold and cruel.