Chapter 501

"Oh?"

In fact, without seeing the puzzled look on bellerian's Dragon's face, just the telepathy between one person and one dragon, wesselis knew that bellerian didn't sense anything.

"The rumor that Lindong city has a dragon egg originated from wesselis I to the blood dragon dance period."

Wesselis walked out of the library tower with a torch high, and then walked diagonally to the position that should be the main castle of Winterfell. He said as he walked.

Bellerian is very smart. His IQ is no less than that of a human teenager, and he has grown so big that he is not even an adult.

Wesselis likes to talk to him when he has nothing to do. One person and one dragon are partners and friends.

Bellerian can also understand what wesselis said through the fetters of spiritual connection, and write down these knowledge, which has become the wisdom of a dragon that can survive for a long time.

As for the rumor that Lindong city has a dragon egg, wesselis also read in the Red Castle collection. Thanks to his strong spiritual strength, wesselis can never forget what he has seen and heard, even if he has no intention or even multi-purpose, he can still write it down.

"At that time, there was a jester in the Red Castle. His name was' mushroom '. By the way, he was a dwarf."

Wesselis spoke, his voice echoed in the silent winter city, and then saw that bellerian was a little confused about the word, and then explained.

"Tyrion, you've seen it."

"Just the little man."

Bellerion still understood the name of the man. When he heard wesselis's explanation, he suddenly realized that Tyrion still left a little impression on it.

Because human beings are like a "little bean" in its eyes, and when he first saw Tyrion, bellerian was surprised to find that the other party was actually a "little bean among the little bean", and he was not a human child, but an adult.

I don't know why animals make a very clear distinction between human children and adults. Perhaps children's eyes are more pure than adults.

"This Red Castle Jester named mushroom is only three feet tall and has a huge head. He claims to have a very good memory, but during his life in the Red Castle, he was regarded as a fool by others, so no one avoided it and experienced a lot of conspiracy."

"Later, his dictator recorded many royal secrets on his behalf. This book is called the testimony of mushrooms."

"The rumor that womax laid one or more dragon eggs in Lindong City originated here and has not been confirmed so far."

"However, many of the contents of the mushroom testimony are filled with a large number of erotic stories between royal families and nobles, and the expression is exaggerated, many of which have been falsified."

"Dr. Gerdan of Xuecheng once wrote books such as blood and fire, Princess and queen, wandering Prince and son of the dragon. He quoted the dwarf and thought he was farting."

"Because womax is a fucking male dragon."

At this point, wesselis couldn't help laughing. Bellerian is a male dragon. Whoever wants to force it to lay eggs, bellerian is afraid to bite each other to death.

At the moment, wesselis has also pushed open the door of the main castle of Lindong city. The main castle is still hard and has not been crushed by the heavy snow, but now it is also a mess, and there are still traces of the original fierce battle.

At this time, a dark figure lying on the windowsill behind wesselis suddenly jumped down, a pair of blue eyes, a sharp cry in his mouth, opened his big mouth and bit at wesselis's throat.

"Huh?"

But wesselis reacted quickly. He easily dodged the other party's attack, and then a pair of lavender eyes looked at the other party.

As soon as wesselis turned around, a figure behind him suddenly screamed and rushed over.

It turns out that there is more than one shadow hidden in the main castle!

But at this time, an amazing scene happened. The first shadow attacking wesselis suddenly howled, jumped on the second shadow, and took off his head with a claw.

WOW——

Then he removed his head and turned it into a broken bone frame.

These are two corpse ghosts. Their bodies have long died, and the cold divine power they finally rely on has been extinguished in the hands of wesselis.

But I don't know if it's because the ghoul began to grow his brain. He kept silent and even tried to sneak into wesselis from behind.

Perhaps for other reasons, it just happened to be trapped in the main castle of Winterfell. It just couldn't get out, and then wesselis came to open the door and startled him.

However, at this time, lying on the square outside the main castle of Lindong City, bellerian issued a low roar. Wesselis felt what bellerian wanted to express and was stunned.

"You mean there may have been dragon eggs here, but they have disappeared now?"

The breath of giant dragons can stay in one place for a long time, decades and hundreds of years. This can also be called the trace of magic, which can not be detected by humans, but giant dragons can sense each other if they use their heart.

Therefore, every dragon that has lived for a long time is itself a living history.

The existence of Winterfell runs through the long history of Westeros, so many famous events in history have its shadow.

Wesselis doesn't know which dragon egg was once stored in Winterfell. Is it really womax? Or Melia? Or the lost eggs of Prince Rania and Prince Meral.

But then who took it away?

Tangaryan's ancestors lost too many dragon eggs. Now they don't know where they are in the world.

But the secret of Winterfell may be solved when wesselis leads the troops back here. He doesn't have time to dig a little now.

Then he visited the tomb cellars in Lindong city. There were deep pits inside, but all the owners who once lay here had disappeared.

Wesselis found a fairly clean room in Winterfell and had a simple rest for one night. The next morning, he set off again with bellerian.

They flew over the vast wolf forest, over the tall and straight ridge, and finally across the magnificent desperate Great Wall.

At this time, the branch in wesselis's arms suddenly burst into golden light.

The silver haired youth took it out of his arms, and the branches of the heart tree suddenly burned and scattered into golden spots all over the sky.

The heart tree told him to find the right direction for the three eyed crow, and wesselis saw a picture through these light spots in the sky.

The endless legion of the dead is besieging an ancient tree.