The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

Daenerys had already stopped breathing in Zogo Cao's arms when Jora Mormont rushed over.

Snapped!

Daenerys's Cass warrior, Jogo, swung the long whip, and the whip wrapped Mormon's neck and turned Mormon to the ground. Rakaro jumped off his horse, and the scimitar leaned against Mormon's throat.

"I'm not guilty." Mormon shouted loudly.

"Let go of him." Drogo Kao said.

La Carlo got up angrily, Mormont stood up, and walked in front of Drogo Cao. Daenerys was pale on Drogo's arm, her purple eyes were loose, her eyes staring at the sky without focus.

Jora's heart was twisted, and he stretched out his hand to gently press Daenerys's neck, and Daenerys's neck did not move.

"It's Dick Weishui." Jorah said, "It's Dick Weishui who murdered Carlyxi."

Zogo was very excited, yelling in Dothraki, as if taking an oath.

In the sound of his roar, the three Dothraki cavalry squads rushed to chase and kill Dick Weishui.

The blood alliance guard Koso said coldly: "Jorah, why do you think it is Dick Weishui?"

"I got up early in the morning and there was no one in his tent. I touched his bed and the blanket was cold. Obviously he was gone."

"Why did you go to Dick's tent in the morning?"

"I don't worry about him, I have been paying attention to him. I suspect that the death of His Majesty Viselis is related to him, but there is no evidence."

"You and he are both from the Westeros continent, neither can be trusted."

"I'm not with him."

"Neither you nor Dick showed up when Kalixi fell."

"I have had diarrhea after drinking yogurt in the morning." Mormont said, "Now I think about it, it should be Dick Weishui who put a laxative in my yogurt. He wanted to create the illusion that he and I were absent at the same time. Zogo Kao’s hand killed me."

"The blood of my blood killed Jora. Both he and Dick are not my race." Corso said to Zogo.

Zhuo Ge did not answer. He held Daenerys and looked at Daenerys' slightly raised belly: "Who will send someone to kill my moon? Jora?"

"Robert Baratheon, the king on the Iron Throne."

"He killed my moon and my son Rego." Zogo said: "My blood, Corso, go and catch Dick Weishui. If he escapes, I want Illiou Head."

"Yes, the blood of my blood." Zhuo Ge Le turned his horse's head and walked away, followed closely by a hundred-man cavalry team behind him.

At this point, the four hundred-man cavalry set out to the west to chase Dick Weishui who had escaped last night.

They returned all the way, and their final destination was Pantos City.

Harbour City at the far west. Dick Weishui escaped, the best way to go back to King's Landing in Pantos City.

"Korhoro, the blood of my blood, let the order go on, and the army will camp here."

"Yes, the blood of my blood." Kohoro passed the order, and the army camped.

"Hago, my blood, go find the witch in the nearby village, bring her here, pray for the rest of my soul for my moon, and my son Rego."

"Obviously, the blood of my blood." Hago, who was huge and powerful, took a hundred cavalry away.

Drogo Cao walked into his huge tent holding Daenerys's corpse, and nearly two hundred people from Kalixi's Cass group knelt outside the tent, afraid to get up.

As Karish's personal guard, Karish died suddenly and was killed by Dick Wei's underwater poison. All of them were responsible.

Jora Mormon resisted the discomfort, walked into Zogo Cao’s big tent, and knelt down on one knee: "Cao, if I were Dick Weishui, I would not run away after being poisoned in the early morning."

Zogo Cao's eyes stared at Jora like a lion, without saying a word.

"He will stay and mix in one hundred thousand more Slarks. We pretended to let the witch cast spells, saying that Kalithea woke up, he must pretend to see what happened."

Zogo Cao said: "You people in the sunset kingdom have no honor in fighting, and are sinister and cunning."

Qiao La said again: "Cao, Dika Weishui is good at poisoning, presumably also good at disguising. In Westeros, the king drinks water and eats, and there are poison test officers. Now Dick Weishui may be Nearby, if he is going to be disadvantageous to Cao, he may be unprepared. Jorah hopes Cao will find a slave to be a poisoner."

"You!" Drogo Cao pointed at Chora, "You are a poisoner."

"...Yes, Kao!"

Drogo Cao looked at Daenerys in her arms. She was petite, and even if she stopped breathing, she was still beautiful. In the Dothraki Sea, no woman had the beauty of Daenerys. To marry Daenerys

Her silver-golden hair and purple eyes still deeply attracted Drogo Kao.

"My moon, if you can be reborn, I will swear to win the Iron Throne for you."

"Blood magic." Jora Mormont said, "Kaor, we can try blood magic."

*

"There is indeed a kind of magic." The voice of the witch captured by Hargo was surprisingly quiet, "Kaoh, I learned this spell in Asha and paid a heavy price for it. My mentor is from the land of shadows. Blood witch."

"Blood witch? The blood of my blood, this is a taboo spell." Hargo said, "Dothraki cannot be stained with blood magic."

"The blood of my blood, Kalixi is dead, if you believe in the words of the witch, I am afraid it will bring disaster to Karratha." said the old blood alliance guard Kehoro.

Drogo Cao snorted coldly: "You all go out, witch, you rebirth Kalixi, I will give you what you want."

"Yes, Kao." The witch's voice was as quiet as night.

"Bring in Kalixi's silver horse, please send someone to guard the tent. When I cast the spell, there should be no interruption."

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of footsteps outside the tent, and several of Zogo's Kou (the leader of the tribe second only to Kao) rushed in. One of them was holding a Yarak machete. When he came in, he grabbed the witch and set the knife on Up her neck.

"Kaor, you can't touch blood magic." A black-bearded Kou said. He was very sturdy and looked straight into Zhuo Ge's eyes without fear.

"Blood magic brings us a curse, that is a taboo technique." Another Kou said.

Drogo Kao said: "I am the invincible Drogo Kao, I said it is not a taboo, it is not a taboo. You all get out of me."

Kohoro's machete silently rested on the neck of Koo who had grasped the witch: "Aha, let go of the witch, get out!"

Ahab let go of the witch, but spit on Drogo Cao, and said, "For a Westeros bitch, touch Taboo, you are no longer my Cao."

puff!

Zhuo Ge was as agile as a white lion on the grassland. The knife in his hand flashed brightly, and Haya's neck was cut open, from the left ear to the right ear, and the blood spattered into an arc.