The Hunshoyue's tribe was sunken, and it was obviously caused by horses. Drogo, who did not let go of the subtleties, felt the strange dream of his intuition and made him inexplicably terrified for a moment and was completely stunned!

The corpse was surrounded by blood flies, but the face was not rotten to the point of being unrecognizable. Ago made a judgment: "It seems that Garco and his party had been sleeping here. His whereabouts must be Vis Doslak. He wanted to report to the horse god on Mount Virgin, pay homage to the heroes in the sky, and officially crowned him as Kao, horse hoof prints, and blood stains, which must have come from them."

Chora, La Carlo, and Chogo fully agree with these two views, because this is the best section to the Dacao Sea, with a gentle and wide view, and all crises can be detected and prevented in advance.

After Drogo's tribe disintegrated, several Kou divided his property. Giaco chose herds and not slaves, so Giaco had no reason to travel long distance to the Slave Bay with his competitor Bono.

Furthermore, the fact that Huosuo was appointed by Jakoxin, the Blood Alliance Guard who vowed to die for him and was not separated from his left and right, was enough to prove that they had stayed here.

In Agoth, the sinister and cruel Giaco, as the foregone conclusion, will surely bring a feast to win people's hearts. According to the ancient tradition of Dothrak, it is an ominous sign that does not shed blood on that occasion and is not favored by God, so it is normal for blood to appear.

The signs of carnival here are obvious, and he feels that his guess is not wrong.

Drogo agrees with the first view of the Blood Alliance Guard, but the second one does not agree with it very much.

Judging from the superhuman thinking of two lives, he felt that the blood stains he saw along the way and the hoof prints that were obviously just stepping on a horse were probably left by the chestnut-colored old horse he shot, not the dead Hawso, but also the overflowing of their horses.

The fog that had been bothering for several days had already shown signs of dissipation, but Drogo felt even more terrified because it was too abnormal!

It was so bizarre that they might not believe it after saying it, so he was too lazy to say too much and urged his horse to move forward again.

Giaco had already left, and Jora and others, who couldn't feel the danger, stopped exploring carefully. They just followed Kao, looked straight ahead, and silently estimated the distance between themselves and the grass-colored horizon.

Drogo, who was in doubt, needed confirmation, was not the case. He kept staring at the hoof prints and blood on the dried red soil, using both intentions, and his hands holding the reins tightly did not allow the old horse to leave.

Not long after, "光..." the horses became restless because they rushed to the edge of the vast and majestic sea of ​​grass.

Stationed in the red soil wasteland, they can only chew dry demon grass with insufficient moisture. Now they are filled with refreshing fresh grass, how can they teach horses not to like it?

They were happy, but the people who returned to their long-lost places could not be excited because they were not far from the rainbow land that made people feel terrified.

And one of them, Drogo has other arrangements here, I don’t know what to do, but it is definitely not a good thing.

The four of them watched Cao dismount with anxiety and walked into the grass nest that seemed to be pressed by some animal.

Drogo looked solemn, and with a delicate eye analysis, he felt that this identifiable grass nest should be caused by an adult horse lying here.

Looking at the hoof prints that became clearer in the soft black soil, and then looking at a squeezed grass path ahead to the distance, he was sure that the chestnut-colored old horse had taken a nap here with pain.

With the bright moonlight, he found several half-dead copper grasses that were closely attached to the ground, stained with black and brown blood, and a translucent silver-patterned snake skin.

Drogo was shocked, bent down, stretched out his slightly trembling right hand, pulled off a blood-stained copper grass and moved it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

As a horse riding nation, he is particularly sensitive to the difference between human blood and horse blood, and he became convinced in a few breaths: "Well, this is horse blood."

After throwing away the broken grass, he picked up the snake's skin and stroked it between his fingers, deciding that it was the shed of the Yin-patterned snake.

What I saw and heard on the road that I began to pay attention to was like a dream, which made Drogo begin to doubt his life: "Is it not that I have a dream, but that I saw with my own eyes, but at that time I was lying in the red soil wasteland! But my eyes were indeed very tired, could it be that arrow? "

The arrow nailed to the buttocks of the chestnut horse must be said to be special, that is, the materials produced are very scarce in the continent of Esos, and only in the landfall of Westeros can we occasionally see the beams of the arrow, and there is a blood-worn face with particularly large eyes carved on the shaft.

The Dothraks were originally good at archery techniques, and the arrows needed as much as they wanted. If Baerbo had notified Drogo that wooden arrow was his mother's relic, he would have used it to shoot the enemy or throw it away casually.

Although he followed his father's advice and left Mu Arrow by his side, he still didn't pay much attention to it.

Because he didn't even know who his mother was? What was her name? What was her name?

Not to mention him, even the entire Kalasa didn't know that the Dothraks were wild beasts in human skins, extremely promiscuous, and Baerbo refused to mention it, so naturally no one cared about it.

Fortunately, Baerbo was only one son, and Drogo was not given the title of "illegitimate son", and he just became Karake, the heir of Kao.

He has been wild since childhood, so at that time, Drogo took off the wooden arrow and shot it at Lao Ma with his impulse. Afterwards, he completely ignored it.

It was not until now that he was caught by the key points in his dream that he remembered to follow the clues.

If Drogo had faced such a situation in the past, he would have been confused and might have been confused for a lifetime.

But after rebirth, he used the song of ice and fire that he had read in his previous life to solve the puzzle, and soon he had a glimpse of it.

He knew that in this world, some special humans could enter some animal minds and manipulate their behaviors, and view the world with the eyes of animals.

Because many people mistakenly believe that they can transform their appearance into animals, they are called "modifiers" who are not too appropriate.

For those who change shape, if there is a certain emotional bond between the two parties of the psychic, it will be easier to change shape, such as the psychic in a domestic dog that likes and trusts humans very much.

Among those who are the most powerful, they can communicate with Yulimu, have the ability to look back on the past, watch the present, and even predict the future. Such people are called "Green Prophet!"

The only Green Prophet who can be called Drogo is the three-eyed crow of the tree man. The most familiar stranger is Bran Stark, the second son of the North who should be paralyzed with his legs now.

Drogo felt that his situation was a bit similar to Bran in the novel, the difference was that he could actually connect with the dead beams and wooden arrows!

Bran can only psychic to guide his three-eyed crow and the direwolf he raised "Summer".

"Do I have the legendary Green Prophet's potential? But I am obviously a Dothrak native who is a ghost forest where the three-eyed crow lives, a hundred and eight thousand miles apart!"

Based on various signs, Drogo believes that he is likely to be a stylist, but it is a bit nonsense. If he is a Green Prophet, it will be even more nonsense.

Among the information he knew, most of the people who changed shapes originated from the cold northern part of Westeros, basically containing the blood of ancestors, and believed in the misty "old god" that the Dothrakis were not famous but the people in the northern part respected them very much.

Moreover, according to the three-eyed crow, at most one out of a thousand people will be a shape changer, and only one thousandth of the shape changer can become a green prophet. It is not an exaggeration to say that his rarity is comparable to a giant dragon!

However, Drogo did not have any of these conditions, so he had inexplicably the ability to be like a change-shaped person!

After a thorough analysis, he judged based on the horse's buttocks, ponytails, blood, and heights from red clay that he could not ignore in his dream. He felt that the beams and wooden arrows must be the center point, and he looked at the objects with the blood-crying eyes on it.

In the extraordinary ranks that are not easy to detect in this world, but do exist, Drogo goes from standing to sitting, and then from sitting to lying down, looking up at the stars in the night sky, looking confused.

The horse king became nervous since he entered the grass nest, but Jora and others dared not disturb him, so they could only watch uneasy and stand by at any time.

At the place where he recruited, Drogo's eyes lit up like black agate, and then he rose up, thinking of a possibility of identity bloodline in his mind.

He was once the absolute overlord of the Dacao Sea, and there were countless beauties under him, but he preferred Daenerys, who was as white as snow.

As the saying goes, there are roots and seeds. Since you like exotic girls, your father Baerbo may not be disliked.

"Is my unimpressed mother not a Dothrak, but a northern native with ancestors!?"

Drogo thought to himself, thinking that only in this way can he sort it out. As a child, half of his bloodline must come from his mother.

But Baerbo was missing and could not let him verify the guess himself, so Drogo could only strand the question.

In any case, awakening may change the superpowers of Game of Thrones, and Drogo's excitement is greater than fear.

Anyway, he has found a way to sleep, but when he doesn't want to use this ability, he just gets drunk even if he doesn't want to use it.

It was originally a wine barrel, but he felt that this supernatural power was so compatible with him.

After most of the gloom dissipated, Drogo remembered the serious business. His original plan was to let one of the Blood Alliance Guards provoke a relatively weak Kalasa tribe, lead their soldiers to the camp, and then conquer them with courage and tricks, expanding their own power.

The Dothraks only follow the strong, and as long as he shows a deterrent power far beyond the tribe Kao, they can convince them.

Drogo is sure of this, because the mess left behind after his father lost and disappeared in the past was not much better than now. He gradually grew into the strongest Kao in this way, and now he is just doing it again.

Drogo completely believed in the reality of the dream, so he didn't need to let the Blood Alliance Guard go and provoke it, because Garco had sent Margo to lead two hundred elite soldiers to capture Danny.

Karasa, who was once under his command, knew himself and his enemy, and was more confident. Facing such an opponent, he felt that it was the best.

"Let's go, follow me to the rainbow land, and the enemy we know will appear before noon tomorrow!"

Drogo ordered, turned over and jumped onto the horse, waved his long whip, and penetrated into the sea of ​​grass.

The four people, who were unknown, rushed to follow closely. Ago hesitated for a moment and shouted loudly: "My Blood, didn't you say you wanted to send someone and have other tasks?"

Drogo replied without looking back: "No, now you have only one task, that is, to see how the phoenix in the fire can take the lion's mouth!"

There is no creature like Phoenix in this world. There is no strange word in the ears. Ago and others have no other thoughts in their minds, only countless question marks???
Chapter completed!