"I'm sorry, sorry." Bran said to the three-eyed crow: "I didn't expect that I would attract White Walkers, I didn't expect that they would catch me and find the location of the valley. I thought what I saw in the green dream would not affect the outside world."

"Bran." The three-eyed crow was wearing a black cloak, and the ebony crown was constantly decaying and shattering on his head. He stood, and Bran was standing, and they were in the courtyard of Winterfell. This was a green dream, belonging to Bran's dream. When he felt scared, he would come to Winterfell. Here there were thick walls, protection from fathers and brothers, guards of knights and archers, and... he never thought that it was so deep, but the tombs of all the ancestors of the Stark family were under the deep foundation of Winterfell, and therefore the souls of the ancestors were taken care of.

"Bran." The three-eyed crow looked at him with a sharp look: "I called you a child at the end because I hope you can really grow up. You can no longer say 'I thought'. Only children are qualified to say that, and adults do not. You must understand that the world you come out will not help you reduce any responsibility, especially guilt. You have to act now, and it is the last moment."

Bran sobbed for the last two times, then wiped away the tears from his face. "I was wrong. I shouldn't ignore your warnings. I shouldn't have positioned the White Walker with the Green Dream without permission. I made a pride and arrogant mistake. I know I can't change the result again, but I will make up for it with my actions."

The three-eyed crow stretched out his hand and touched his head: "There is not much time left, I will tell you the last lesson about how to use your own power to change the past."

"But you said this is impossible."

"That's because Mike is there, and only the Green Prophet can learn this, but only you can have enough talent to do it." The three-eyed crow said: "Although your spirit is in a green dream, your body is still running. Your heart beats, breathes, digests, sweats, and your mind is also controlling your body to do these things. At this time, you actually build a bridge connecting reality and the past. Therefore, the power of reality can also reach the past, even the future. This bridge is the essence of the green dream!"

"The past, present, and future actually exist at the same time. The so-called flow of time is just a feeling. Feelings are always relative, just like touching warm water with cold hands, and you will feel hot. When you cross different times at the same time, you have transcended the illusion of flowing time and actually improved a level. At this time, we have a way to influence the past or future."

The three-eyed crow pointed to his brain and then to Bran: "We can't directly affect matters, but you can enter the minds of other creatures and use their bodies to complete some things. This consumes power and must not be used lightly. Moreover, modifying history is very difficult, requiring clever and meticulous work, and long-term observation and calculation. You will make some mistakes, and you must feel guilty and maintain confidence. Only by being able to carry the mistakes and move forward can you succeed."

"It's a pity that I don't have time to teach you this, you can only understand it yourself. Now, I'll teach you how to build reality and bridges here so that your spirit can handle things on both sides at the same time." The three-eyed crow said, "Listen carefully and you can hear your friends calling you."

At this moment, the three-eyed crow's cave was already in critical condition. Three White Walkers took advantage of the unpreparedness of the forest and rushed through the defense line and entered the cave. They searched around the labyrinth-like road, and found frozen corpses in the dark left-facing fork. A White Walker exhausted all his power and transformed these corpses into corpses. Countless corpses immediately spread out, drilled into every passage, tried every fork, and searched for every inch of land.

"They have arrived at the banquet hall, not far from the skeleton hall, you must leave quickly!" The son of the forest "Yezi" expressed anxiety and kept urging: "My brother and sister, Bran will be handed over to you."

"But we need Ado! The fall caused by the accident the day before yesterday has not healed, and he has to walk by himself, and I don't have the strength to take Jogan and Bran at the same time!" Mela shouted anxiously. She threw down all the supplies, with only one spear in her hand, but even so she could not drag the two of them.

The White Walker's screams came from afar, and the low voice was filled with anger and joy, which made people involuntarily frightened. Ado was frightened. He sat on the ground, his body trembling constantly, muttering to himself: "Ado, Ado, Ado..." Jugen kept talking to him, hoping that he could stand up and help, but Ado couldn't listen at all.

"Stretcher, you can drag Bran." Ye Zi clasped his hands together and weaved a stretcher with handrails with vines and tree roots on the ground to drag it away. But this still doesn't solve the problem.

"Bran! We need Ado!" Mela shouted loudly, "You have to enter Ado's mind and ask him to help! We need Ado!"

Bran vaguely heard Mela's cry, even though he was standing in the green dream of Winterfell. He watched his young father pack up and prepare to go to Eagle Nest City to study. He wanted to learn to grow and take responsibility, just like himself.

His grandfather was saying to his young father: "Remember, you are a member of the Stark family, behave appropriately in the valley and try to stay away from fighting."

"Okay, father." Ned Stark replied with his head down.

"If..." Bran's grandfather said: "When you have to fight, remember to win!"

Bran also wanted his father to speak to himself like this, hoping, believing and blessing him as a heroic knight. But things are impermanent, so how can there be a knight who cannot walk? He was still immersed in this scene, and the three-eyed crow put his hand on his shoulder: "Listen, your friend is calling you."

"Bran! Bran, wake up! You have to wake up, we need Addo! Bran! Bran!"

This time, Bran heard clearly. His friend needed Ador, but where was Ador? He was about to get out of the green dream, but the three-eyed crow was still staring at him and holding him, the green dream was still there.

He wanted to ask why, but at this time he saw Ador, or the young Ador. At that time, he was a little boy named Willis, extremely large. He was a horse boy from Winterfell and was just beginning to learn how to manage the corral. Bran looked at him and suddenly realized it. Then, as he often did in the Three-Eyed Crow Cave, he entered Ador's thinking from the past Ador.

Ador's eyes in the cave were white and possessed by Bran in the green dream. The fear that had crushed him before was no longer a burden, so he immediately stood up and helped Mela put Bran and Jogan on the stretcher, and then embarked on the retreat path with Leaf. The three-eyed crow's body moved, and finally looked at them with red eyes, then stared in the direction of the Hall of Skeletons.

"Summer! Come here!" Mela shouted, "Go ahead to explore the way and tell us how to go!"

The dire wolf roared in the direction of the Hall of Skeletons, but in the end he followed the order, quickly ran to the front of the team, and rushed into the passage. There were only three-eyed crows left in the hall of the Throne. Drops of water kept falling from the stone pillars above his head, dripping, dripping, dripping, like a clock that never stopped.

The White Walker was still in the Hall of Skeletons, but the three-eyed crow sighed and said softly: "You are here."
Chapter completed!