Just as this thought came to the three girls' minds, the flames in the fire pit suddenly disappeared, and a small bald head with a red face and a black mouth stuck out.
With a pair of small eyes and an open mouth, he looked at the little fat man.
"Chirp, chirp," he stretched out a little bald head, holding a golden eggshell in his mouth, "cracking, croaking," and swallowed it twice.
"Tweet," another bald little head with an eggshell in its mouth popped up, glanced around curiously, and then retracted.
"The egg of the three-headed eagle!"
Zhang Susu, Xuan Ziyi, and Ma Linglong looked at each other with surprised faces and recognized them in unison.
"Tch, it's been a three-headed eagle's egg for a long time. It's only five levels if it holds up to the sky!" Ma Linglong snorted and rolled her eyes.
"Susu, if you still want it, I'll make the decision to exchange it with your golden-winged eagle egg!" Xuan Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief, and then teased his best friend in a funny way.
The famous Fairy in Plain Clothes actually made such a big joke. Although the three-headed eagle is a mutated mysterious beast, it is only at the fifth level.
Its eggs are far inferior to those of the sixth-order mysterious beast, the Golden-winged Eagle.
"I hate it, you're making fun of me!" Zhang Susu angrily scratched Xuan Ziyi, her little face turned red with embarrassment.
It's really embarrassing that she made such a big mistake.
"Okay, hurry up and send someone to deliver the message to the Turks. Maybe it will be urgent!" Xuan Ziyi urged while dodging with a smile.
"Well, I'll send someone to tell Zhebu right now that I don't want the golden-winged eagle's eggs!" Zhang Susu blushed and ran out.
Before leaving, I looked back again, my eyes a little confused.
Could it be that my inspiration was wrong and all my hard work these days was in vain?
But why do I always feel like I'm missing something?
"Madam, the Marquis has sent a secret message, asking you to take Xiaopangdun and set off for Shacheng immediately."
At this moment, the anxious shouts of the maid came from outside, and Xuan Ziyi and Ma Linglong also followed them out of the kitchen, leaving behind the three hatched baby birds.
Xuan Ziyi said hurriedly: "Why did the Marquis suddenly ask us to go to Shacheng? But what happened?"
"Madam, the secret message was sent by hawk and dove. It didn't say anything. It just asked the lady to leave immediately."
"Bring it to me!" Xuan Ziyi snatched the secret letter and read it hastily, his face turned pale.
"No, something must have happened. This is not the handwriting of the Marquis!"
Generally, secret letters written to family members would not be written by outsiders, especially such secret letters that have no beginning and no end, making it easier for people to associate with Pian Pian.
"Let's leave now!" Ma Linglong's eyes turned red. She was not stupid, so she didn't realize that something serious had happened.
"Order to go down, block the news, and prepare the convoy!" Xuan Ziyi shattered the secret weapon with spiritual power, grabbed Zhang Susu beside him, and then stabilized his body.
"Quick, gather the escort team and prepare the horses!"
"The royal guards block the palace!"
Following the order, the entire palace became busy.
After all, Xuan Ziyi had not been through anything and lacked experience, so the news was inevitably leaked.
For a time, rumors that Langya Marquis Li Wenhao was injured and his life was in danger were spread around Langya through various channels.
"Chirp, chirp, chirp," in the kitchen, three firebirds ate up the eggshells and seemed to burp.
When he opened his mouth, a stream of hot flames spewed out, and a hole was burned into the fire pit made of bluestone.
"Woo!" Little Fatty squatted on the side, wagging the wolf's tail uneasily.
It just wants to eat a baked egg, so it shouldn’t hold a grudge!
The good ones don't work, the bad ones work. The little firebird tilted its head, and its three heads and six eyes stared at the little fat man.
A quarter of an hour later, the motorcade left the palace. Ma Linglong was holding Little Fatty, and Xuan Ziyi was holding Little Firebird. At this time, the Firebird had soft red hair growing on its body and became much more beautiful.
Three heads happily eating a piece of ham!
Little Fatty was in a worse situation, with a burnt black lump on his buttocks, and he slept angrily.
Xuan Ziyi didn't care either. She thought it was burned on the fire pit and looked out the window very melancholy.
There are people coming and going on the streets, and it remains bustling.
The busy Prefect's Mansion, the Chinese Imperial Academy under construction, and the motorcade moved forward until they left the city gate and disappeared into the wilderness.
At the same time, in Kunshan City in the south, Kanbao led his army into the city with great ambition.
Along the way, although I was attacked by a three-headed eagle once and suffered some minor injuries, the overall goal was successfully accomplished.
"The surrendered general Huimu, led 20,000 rebel troops, to meet the general!" Taiping Dao Huimu, with several juniors, stood on the roadside and saluted.
"You're welcome, General Huimu, get up quickly!" Kanbao got off the carriage and helped Huimu and others up with a smile.
He originally planned to attack the city, but the bandit leader Hui Mu immediately dedicated the city with 20,000 men, which saved him a lot of trouble.
Especially this Huemu, a quasi-level five warlock, whose role on the battlefield is no less than that of a fifth-level general.
"General Kanbao, I was blind to Mount Tai before and offended the Marquis. This time I present the city, I hope the general can say a few kind words in front of the Marquis." Huimu stood up and saluted again.
He had originally had the idea of joining Li Wenhao, and now was the opportunity. This was much more honorable than being captured and surrendering on the battlefield.
"Don't worry, Lord Marquis is benevolent and cherishes talents, and he will definitely put them to good use on you."
Kanbao pulled Huimu onto the carriage, and released his spiritual power to shield the surroundings: "I got news that after one hundred thousand troops from Chuanzhong County entered Qingyang, they divided into two groups.
Fifty thousand people went all the way to Beichuan County near Huaibei to attack the Iron Pot King Wangman, one of the eighteen bandits.
Another group of 50,000 people arrived at Xiaonanshan Pass and prepared to attack Huixian.
I plan to send someone to contact the three-headed eagle, and together we will kill the 50,000 people of Sichuan Zhonghou!"
"General!" Huimu was startled and said anxiously: "Don't our Fire Crow Army have a grudge against the three-headed eagle? He even attacked you on the road...!"
Before Huimu could finish his words, Kanbao waved his hands with cold eyes: "In my eyes, there is only one enemy, and that is Qingyang Marquis, the Zhang family, and this little hatred between the three-headed eagle is nothing.
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"But I'm worried that the three-headed eagle will hold a grudge, right?" Huimu followed closely, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
He finally figured out that Kanbao was only here for revenge and didn't care about anything else.
Fighting against the rebels and fighting against the armies of local princes are completely different.
Although the counties in the Central Plains are in chaos now, they are basically in control, and there is no situation where the princes are attacking each other.
Once someone opens his mouth, he will be at the forefront of the storm.
If it weren't for the bad relationship between him and Li Wenhao, he would have written a letter to make a report.