He breathed heavily in the dark and quiet tunnel, and he kept ringing, and walked out quickly with the sound of rapid footsteps.

The cloak of leaves stained with large snowflakes continued to ripple with the running, and the snow marks on their shoulders were shaken off one after another, hitting the rocky surface below and turning into tiny traces.

The exit of the bright cave behind him became smaller and smaller, and the violent blizzard and cold wind outside also quickly left.

The rock tunnel is long, but there is an end. The running short figure finally arrived in an empty and dim underground hall. Inside the hall, there were several companions with the same figure and strange appearance as her, and there was also a pale old man "sitting" on the throne of the throne of the beamwood.

Rather than sitting, it is said to be integrated. In a dark environment, the old man with long pale hair and a blood-red eyes was covered with branches and leaves. In an eyeless eye socket, many twisted roots even grew out, climbing down his cheeks and piercing them into his shriveled neck.

He looked scary, and the sound at the exit was not very normal, very light, as subtle as the wind blows on leaves, hoarse and deep.

"Dark is your shield, leaves, you don't have to be afraid."

After the words came, the short figure who ran in front of him was really relieved, but there was still anxiety and tension in his tone. "Those villages did not stop them at all. Humans betrayed us! They are coming soon!"

"What should come will come eventually." The pale old man responded, his voice unable to hear his emotions.

"But what should we do?" The short figure named Ye Zi asked hurriedly: "Are you going to meet those outsiders?"

"We are weak, leaves, and weak prey will attract the covetousness of hungry wolves."

"Then are there any way you can hide it? Let them not find us?"

"This method will not be useful in front of some people, Ye Zi. But don't worry, I have a way to solve those people."

"What's the solution?"

Without response, the pale old man just shook his head slightly, causing a rustling sound of leaves, and then slowly closed the blood-red one-eye.

...

The son of the forest named Ye Zi didn't know why the Green Prophet in front of her was so calm, but the countless years of contact made her trust in the Green Prophet very much, and she felt a little relieved.

But she was still very depressed.

The old gods are different from other gods and have no unified will or divine nature.

The old god is a special "god" formed by the soul of the son of the forest after his death. It is like they can enter the body of an animal to form a heart tree, which means that every heart tree is an old god, and every tree is also a dead son of the forest.

Therefore, the old God did not refer to a certain god, but to all the heart trees. Therefore, there was no pastor or spokesperson in the faith of the old God, nor was there a unified sect.

Believers believe in the Old God, which is more like believing in the way of nature.

This situation is nothing in normal times, but it is a bit fatal now. The believers are scattered and unsystematic. When encountering outsiders, it is difficult to form a hostile force. But the believers north of the Great Wall regard themselves as free people. Everyone has their own ideas. There is no status and no one can go to discipline them.

Even though she was a son of the forest, she had secretly contacted many of the more powerful people among the free people, this could not make all the free people obey the orders. Even when outsiders came over, she had no way to call on the believers of the old gods to stop the foreign enemies.

Logically speaking, their location is very hidden, and few people focus on it here, but during this period, someone always ran from another continent to their remote place in the far north of Westeros, and at the same time they were looking for the hiding place of their remaining sons of the forest.

Ye Zi knew why those people came here to find the so-called old door, but she couldn't figure out why those people came to them to find the door.

Could it be that just that the names are similar can attract investigation?

Or do they understand that the Green Prophet has a thousand eyes?

It seems that I can't understand it, but shouldn't the investigation be secretly sent to inquire with a small number of people? Why did a large group come and look like I've confirmed something?

Ye Zi couldn't figure this out, but she knew clearly that if those people really came to the door, they would be unable to resist the remaining sons of the forest, even if they were added to the Green Prophet - as the Green Prophet said just now, they were very weak and were even on the verge of destruction.

"Dark is a shield, it will protect us." A companion beside him prayed in the special language of the son of the forest. Ye Zi responded when he heard this, but he was really uneasy.

But when she caught a glimpse of the pale old man on the other side of the rock hall, her nervous mood calmed down a little.

Although I couldn't think of how to break the deadlock, since the Green Prophet claimed that there was a way, it should be a way...

...

Three days later, north of the Great Wall of Desperate.

In the snowy mountainous areas, a team of hundreds of people was rushing towards the direction where the son of the forest was hiding in the cave, dragging and struggling.

However, although the progress was slow, these people seemed to have clear goals. However, when they arrived in a canyon not far from the rock cave, a woman wrapped in a white bear cloak suddenly stopped, frowned, and turned her head to the person beside her and said, "I feel the darkness and evil."

"Evil is everywhere here." The person next to him responded, and a dark face silently revealed that the person was from the Midsummer Islands outside Westeros.

“It’s especially different here.”

The woman replied, her delicate heart-shaped cheeks were covered by the sides of her furry cape and spoke with seriousness.

“We should take a detour.”

She seemed to be very influential in this team. After the words fell, the dark-skinned middle-aged man pursed his lips, then discussed with others around him, and finally nodded.

So the team turned around and returned to the original path.

However, they finally stopped not long after walking, because a black and dry arm suddenly emerged from the snow pile ahead. Then the arm was bent and grasped, and a terrifying skeleton immediately came out of the snow pile. Its shape was ugly and terrifying. Her empty eyes looked at the team turning around and rushing, and her face without eyes or flesh seemed particularly ferocious.

The appearance of this thing caused an uproar in the team, but they were not scared, but many people were eager to try. However, when trivial sounds were heard from all directions, and when one shriveled dead people crawled out of the snow pile and surrounded it, this team that dared to come to find a door from the free trade city-state because someone cheated and cheated, could no longer maintain a positive attitude.

The nervous sound of swallowing saliva was covered by the wind and snow, and the crisp sound of the weapon being unsheathed was continuous. Dead bodies broke out from all directions, or came from the depths of the snow curtain. In a short while, they gathered into a large group of blacks, surrounding the team.

Instead of attacking immediately, they were surrounded motionlessly under the nervous gaze of people.

Until a pale figure broke through the encirclement of dead people and rode his horse.

"Single, White Walker--!"
Chapter completed!