Sporadic snowflakes floated down. The roof of the gray water hope castle had collapsed and a thick layer of snow had accumulated on the ground.

rustle...

There was a sound under his feet, and wesselis pushed open the old door and entered the abandoned castle.

This time there was no Ghoul raid. Obviously, after losing the power of the night king, even the ghoul could not pass through the muddy swamp.

However, the silver haired young man just took two steps, looked around and stopped slightly.

"Huh?"

Because in a very conspicuous place in the castle, there was a touch of vitality. Green vines grew, green leaves grew, and wrapped something, as if it was still shaking slightly.

If you look carefully, it's like a man hanging on the beam.

"It's impossible."

Wesselis frowned slightly when he saw this. He walked in his neck for so long without seeing any vitality.

However, I didn't expect such obvious vitality here, just like early spring.

Then he came near, tore open the vines, and found that there was a body wrapped in it, shaking slightly. It seemed that he had been dead for a long time.

"He is..."

The silver haired young man thought a little, and then he thought of a story.

The zedi people also made great efforts when the human coalition hoped to use Jingze to stop the strange ghosts from moving forward, but it was a pity that they finally failed.

Some zedi people fled their hometown, while most people died here, including Horan Reid, the leader of zedi people and the mysterious leader of the Reid family.

According to legend, he hanged himself in his castle. No one knows why he did it.

But now more than a year has passed. If this person is really Holland reed, he has no reason to hang on the rope.

It should have fallen with the breaking of the rope or the decay of the body.

He conquered gravity?

Wesselis frowned slightly, and his palm involuntarily held on to the hilt of the sword, but now for him, the existence under the gods seemed to threaten him.

The young man with silver hair came to the body shaking slightly with the wind and looked up.

It can be seen that the height of the body is not very high. It has the characteristics of a typical zedi man. His face is pale without the slightest blood color. His cheeks are covered with a layer of shallow frost. His eyes are wide open, and his gray and dead eyes make people shudder.

However, wesselis was not afraid. He stretched out his hand and was just ready to touch it, trying to go back to the past of the strange dead body.

But just before the silver haired youth's hand touched the body.

"Huh?"

His eyes suddenly flickered slightly, as if he saw something, and then quickly took back his hand.

Boom——

At this time, the beam above wesselis seemed to be overwhelmed and collapsed in an instant.

The body hanging from the beam also fell to the ground, like a broken sandbag. It fell heavily to the ground, making a dull sound and a painful groan.

"Damn it!"

The corpse was rubbing his ass and his face was bitter, but the frost on his face had not melted and there was no blood on his face. Combined with this gloomy and dilapidated ancient castle, the scene seemed a bit strange and terrible.

However, wesselis's eyes were slightly frozen, but he did not retreat.

Because in his eyes, he can be sure that the other party has indeed transformed from a 'corpse' into a living person, not a so-called ghost.

The temperature of his body was steadily rising, and finally gradually reached the temperature that normal people should have. The frost on his face was melting and flowing down into snow. At the same time, his pale face gradually returned to blood and ruddy.

He sat on the ground rubbing his ass, then raised his head and looked at wesselis. Then he got up from the ground and said.

"I hope it didn't scare you, my friend."

But then he noticed wesselis's long silver blond hair and violet eyes, and his face was stunned.

Wesselis didn't care about the expression on each other's face. He looked at the short man in front of him with a slight frown.

Because it is difficult to explain what just happened with his knowledge. Why does a corpse suddenly come back to life? What kind of magic is this?

"You are the commander of the zedeks, Holland reed?"

Wesselis asked in a cold voice.

The expression on Holland Reed's face was obviously a little nervous, because he had really recognized who was in front of him.

Through the open door of the castle, you can see a huge black dragon lying outside the door, and the person in front of you is a very obvious tangalian family characteristic, with different beauty, silver blond long hair and violet eyes.

Who else is a member of the tangaryan family with a black dragon in the world?

But this is not the same as what he expected!

Holland Ridley was roaring in his heart, but he seemed very cramped on the surface. He opened his mouth to hide his identity, but finally thought about it and told him that he shouldn't do so.

Then the short zedi man had to nod.

"I am..."

However, before his voice fell, he saw the quiet silver haired young man suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his shoulder.

Holland Reed was slightly surprised. He instinctively wanted to dodge, but he found that the other party's palm seemed to be able to navigate. He couldn't dodge. Then he grabbed his shoulder directly.

"You!"

The short zedi men were shocked. They were just about to say something, but the next second, the world in front of them had suddenly changed.

Call~

Time is turning back quickly, and the dilapidated Castle around is gradually restored to its former appearance.

The dim candle was burning slowly, and a letter full of words for help was put on the table, signed as ed stark, Duke of Winterfell.

There is also a slender girl with long brown hair and a thin boy with dark green eyes in the castle. He is very young, but his face is calm and serious. He seems to have seen through many things in the world.

The man who had just talked to wesselis and came back from the dead was also in the castle. He knelt down in front of a shield with a smile heart tree crest and prayed silently.

"I see."

However, at this time, the thin boy with dark green eyes, pulled by his sister, suddenly opened his mouth.

The man kneeling in front of the smiling face tree shield suddenly trembled, and then turned his head.

"What do you see? Jiu Jian."

Then when the boy finished what he saw, Holland reed fell into silence.

After a long time, he waved away the two brothers and sisters.