Shocking news: The fifth-milk baby rides a ferocious beast and blows up the palace of Zha Daddy.

The shopkeeper took out a steaming roast chicken from under the counter and said with a flattering smile...

"Xiao Feng, this is the signature dish I just sent to the restaurant next door to buy it. Honey-glazed roast chicken. It's delicious. I specially left one for you to try."

After saying that, he handed over his hands.

Seeing this, the little bird unceremoniously grabbed the roast chicken with one paw, flapped its wings and flew back to the gate to eat.

The shopkeeper smiled and shook his head, and continued to sit at the counter and settle accounts. Now he regarded the bird as the God of Wealth, and he was obedient to it and took good care of it.

Bird's room, food and drink are all the best and most expensive.

Of course, the shopkeeper was nice to him not only because the bird could help him make money, but most importantly, because the bird was related to Prince Zhan's Mansion. Based on this alone, he did not dare to offend it.

Otherwise, if he offends Prince Zhan's Mansion, he will never be able to hang out in the capital in the future.

On the upper left side of the door, the shopkeeper specially reinforced a small wooden board so that the bird could stand on it to greet guests.

At this moment, the little bird was holding the roasted chicken with its two little paws. It opened its pointed mouth and was about to eat it. Suddenly, it smelled something wrong. Damn it, I have followed my ancestors for tens of thousands of years and took countless elixirs and poisons. , one can smell it immediately. This roasted chicken has obviously been poisoned with perspiration.

Which bastard dares to trick the young master? Don’t want to live anymore?

It glanced down at the shopkeeper sitting at the counter. At this moment, the shopkeeper also looked up...

The moment their eyes met.

The shopkeeper also showed a treacherous smile at it and asked...

"Xiao Feng, is the roast chicken delicious?"

The little bird tilted its head, stared at him with a sinister look, and said in human language...

"Yes, it's quite delicious. It has a special taste. I love this taste the most."

"As long as you like it, haha..." The shopkeeper smiled proudly, then continued to lower his head and settle the accounts as if nothing had happened.

Birdie: "!!!."

Damn it, the shopkeeper smiled so sinisterly, could he be the one who drugged me?

The little bird thought like this, without stopping at all, still eating happily.

It said that these Mongolian sweat medicines were a piece of cake for it. I regarded them as seasonings and didn't take them seriously at all.

Moreover, it will paralyze the person who administers the drug. Which bastard doesn't want to live anymore? If you dare to mess with me, I will find out later and beat him to a disability.

At this time, another group of guests came to the door. They stood outside the door, raised their heads, looked at it curiously, and said in surprise...

"Hey, look, that little bird is so cute, and it even knows how to eat roast chicken."

"Huh? It's so strange. Such a small bird doesn't eat millet? Why does it eat chicken?"

The little bird lowered his head and glanced at them disdainfully. These humans really have no knowledge at all. What's so surprising about the little bird eating meat? It's so rare and strange.

However, out of professional ethics, it still said sharply...

"Welcome, welcome."

As soon as I finished speaking, several guests got upset...

"Damn it, Miss, this little bird can actually talk. We don't need to change the inn, can we stay here?"

"That's right, this slave has never seen a bird talk in her whole life. She must stay here to watch it as a surprise."

"Okay, I will satisfy you today." The voice of the stunning woman was very sweet. She walked in gracefully with a few maids.

When the shopkeeper saw a guest coming, he immediately rushed to greet him.

Huo Yirong was wearing a snow-white dress, like a flawless white lotus, and said in a clear voice...

"Shopkeeper, my lady's servant likes the little bird. Just arrange a room that is close to the bird's residence. Money is not a problem. I can afford it."

"Hey, that's good!" The shopkeeper was happy and immediately ordered the waiter to take them to the second floor.

At this time, the little bird had finished eating the roast chicken. It flapped its wings and flew down, stood on the counter, covered its little head with its wings, and said in a sharp voice...

"Shopkeeper, I'm not feeling well. I'm dizzy and want to vomit. I guess I won't be able to welcome guests today. I need to ask for leave."

The shopkeeper became anxious upon hearing this. Xiaoniao was his God of Wealth, so nothing could happen to him. He quickly asked...

"Xiaofeng, do you want me to ask the doctor to come back and take a look?"

Little Bird: "Please, those quack doctors are not very good at treating human beings, let alone us birds. I don't want to be killed by them."

"There's nothing big wrong with me, just take a nap and you'll be fine."

After saying that, it flapped its wings and was about to fly, when suddenly, it fainted on the counter.

The shopkeeper was scared to death and was about to take it out to find the doctor. Huo Yirong, who was hiding aside, saw the opportunity coming and quickly walked out with his personal maid, pretending to be surprised and asked...

"Hey, shopkeeper, is the little bird dead? We live here just to see it. We didn't expect to encounter such a thing. Isn't it such a coincidence?"

The maid also sighed, with a face full of pity, and said: "Miss, we didn't fancy this shabby inn in the first place. We just wanted to see it as a curiosity. Now that the little bird is dead, it seems there is no need for us to continue to live here. ”

That's right, they secretly put the sweat medicine on the honey-glazed roast chicken. Their purpose of coming to stay at the inn was to catch the bird and take revenge.

Last time at Fengyue Pavilion, Huo Yirong was thrown from the second floor to the first floor by a bird. He was seriously injured after the fall. He lay in bed to recover from the injury for a whole month. He only recovered a few days ago.

She holds a grudge against the bird.

No, she sent someone to watch the bird outside Prince Zhan's Mansion every day. After learning that it left Prince Zhan's Mansion and went to the inn to be a welcome bird, she was ecstatic and brought her confidants over.

When the shopkeeper heard that they were about to check out, he became anxious and said quickly...

"Miss, you misunderstood. The bird is fine. It just fainted. It will be fine after a while."

"Don't check out, it will be a welcome bird tomorrow."

In order to keep the customers, the shopkeeper did not send the bird directly to the hospital, but sent it back to the room on the second floor.

Then, he secretly left the inn and prepared to go to the hospital to invite the doctor back to treat the little bird.

The shopkeeper just left.

The little bird lying in the birdcage opened its eyes.

It tilted its head and looked at the empty room. It was somewhat surprising that it was not the shopkeeper who drugged it. Who was it?

Just when it looked confused.

Suddenly, there was a sound outside the door, and then, several figures sneaked in.

When the little bird saw this, he closed his smart eyes, kicked off his paws, and lay on all fours in the birdcage, as if dead.

The maid just came in and glanced around first. Finally, her eyes fell on the birdcage and she shouted excitedly...

"Miss, that ferocious little bird is in the birdcage. Let's kill it first while it's fainted."