Zhao Mai drove the car to rush underground, with tree roots, stones, and soil that could not be stopped. When he touched the "the·che" shell, he would automatically bypass it, and then automatically reply after the car passed. When passing through the hole, many ghouls chased the car's butt, but could only hit the hard ground or wall.

He charged all the way to the throne hall. He saw the White Walker standing in front of the throne, and the ice crystal sword was slowly pulling out from the chest of the three-eyed crow. The ice spread upward along the root system that formed the throne, and soon swallowing the largest beamwood in the north.

The White Walker looked at the taxi and held the ice crystal sword to provoke Zhao Mai. Zhao Mai really wanted to go down and destroy this bastard, but he still remembered that the most important thing he had at the moment was to find Bran. There were many passages from the Throne Hall to the outside, which one would they go?

"Well, I saw the fire, it must be Bran and the others!" Xiaohua reached out and pointed, and Zhao Mai drove over. This road must be correct, because the corpse ghosts gathered on this passage and kept chasing forward. Zhao Mai was much faster than them, bumped into them from behind and then ran over them hard!

A violent fire burst out from the front, and the rolling flames formed a heat wave and rushed towards the face. A large group of corpse ghosts burned in the flames and died. But this could only stop for a while, and more corpse ghosts would swarm in and fill this gap quickly. They are undead without emotions, and will not be affected by fear, but will only charge, charge!

"It was Ye Zi just now, she exploded." A line of hot tears flowed down Xiaohua's face, and she sacrificed her life.

"Oh... I finally know where the White Walkers learned to explode." Zhao Mai sighed and said, "Come on, we must chase after you quickly. No one can die, no one can die!"

Xiaohua still sobbed, after all, Ye Zi was her best friend of the tree demon. She could imagine what kind of results the sons of the forest who blocked the White Walker army would face at the entrance of the valley, which was probably no different from Ye Zi. The death of the tree demon was so clearly presented to Xiaohua, which made her unbearable.

Also unbearable is Mera. She and Ado dragged a stretcher and ran all the way with Bran and Jogan. The son of the forest, Yezi, bought them time for them to pass through the exit gate. But there was a vast snowfield ahead, and they could not escape the pursuit of the ghouls with their feet, so... someone must block the gate and buy time as much as possible.

"Ador, thank you, hold on to the gate and can't let anyone come out!" Mela closed her eyes and gave an order.Ador nodded, walked forward without hesitation, pushed the gate up, and then held it against it with her back. "Ador, Ador." He said.

Without Ador, Mela couldn't bear to take it, her body tilted, and the stretcher turned over, and Bran and Jugen rolled down. Jugen closed his eyes, and when he opened it, he emitted a green light. "It's here, this is the end, my end." He looked at his right leg, which was still wearing a splint, shook his head, and then said to his sister: "Take Bran away, I want to stay."

"No! No, I can pull you two together! I can do it." Mela was about to cry anxiously. She pulled her brother's clothes desperately, but she couldn't pull him.

"You go, this is my destiny, I accept it. I will help Ado guard this gate together." He smiled and said to Mera: "I am not sad or afraid. I have completed my mission, so I feel relieved. Go quickly, don't ask for things that cannot be done, and don't waste our efforts."

"I..." Mela gritted her teeth. Deep in her heart, she hated this journey, but she never wanted to reveal it in front of her younger brother. Since childhood, she liked everything that Jokin liked, without exception. This journey to escort Bran to find the Three-Eyed Crow was the first thing that caused them to have differences. Mela dared not tell Jokin, and could only hide this idea in her heart. If this is the last time she and Jokin, then leave him the impression of a perfect sister.

She pushed Bran onto the stretcher with force. The ghoul had rushed up and hit the door hard. "Ado!" The big guy felt the impact on his back, and his shoulders quickly pressed against the door. "Ado, Ado!" He shouted, just as he suddenly fell in the courtyard when he was young, and his intelligence no longer grew up "for no reason". He could only repeat the sentence "Ado".

"Sorry, Ado." Bran on the stretcher was still immersed in the green dream. The voice of sorry was weak and no one could hear it clearly, but Ado could know it. In the Winterfell city of the green dream, Bran entered Ado's body and asked him to hold back the door. This instruction spanned time and frozen Ado's thinking at the exit of the Three-eyed Crow Cave, so he never grew up in his life and would only say "Ado".

The ghoul kept scratching the door, and the stones and soil rustled down. Sooner or later, the ghoul could dig through the door or push it open. Mela dared not cry anymore. She dragged the stretcher and pulled Bran hard, ready to move towards the depths of the snowfield.

The sky suddenly became like daylight.

The moon is still in the sky, and the stars are also there, but the sky suddenly brightens. It is not the sun's light, the sun's light always has temperature. The suddenly brightening sky appears grayish-white, like the stiff skin on the face of a corpse, like the dry and decaying moss that has lost its color. Mela suddenly stopped, put down the stretcher, and picked up the weapon with both hands. She found a figure in front of her and slowly walked towards her.

She was a very beautiful woman with white and shiny skin, silver hair, sky blue eyes. Her figure was well-proportioned and tall. She twisted her waist gently while walking barefoot, making people unable to help but look at her moving body curves. The thin linen skirt seemed to have been through many years, and the broken holes revealed large pieces of skin. But Mela knew very well that although she looked alive, this seductive beauty was a White Walker. Her body was filled with coldness, which was stronger than any White Walker that Mela had seen before.

"The inheritance of the Green Prophet ends here, so is the Son of the Forest." The woman smiled slightly and spitted clear words from her purple lips: "Oh, Bran, my baby. The Son of the Forest is using you, and you should join us and obtain eternal life."

Mela quickly threw the spear, and the White Walker woman grabbed it casually. "Cute little girl, don't resist in vain anymore. Ice is kind, not like a terrible flame. Death in the flame is extremely painful, and in the ice, you will only fall asleep sweetly. Now, sleep..."

Mela felt chills all over her body, her eyelids became heavier and he was about to fall asleep.

"Sister!" Jiujian shouted and woke Mela up. Xia Tian suddenly rushed out and headed straight to the White Walker's throat. The White Walker giggled and slapped it on the side of the dire wolf while it was jumping up, and then knocked it away. Xia Tian rolled on the ground twice, and his whole body became stiff and frozen.

"It's time, let's finish everything." She smiled slightly, pulled out an ice crystal sword from her skirt. The blue ice cubes reflected a charming light like her eyes.
Chapter completed!