Chapter 1396 Please Let Go of the Back of My Neck 8

Lanza over there adjusted his posture and began to pull the feathers on the big bird.

One stick, two sticks, three sticks...

While holding it, he put it aside.

His movements were quite calm, and even with such a mammoth look, he looked inexplicably elegant.

Chu Ci, who was huddled in a pile of hay, with only a small head exposed to look at him, was stunned for a while.

Seeing the big bird trembled as it was being pulled, it looked completely helpless.

Chu Ci blinked her eyes and looked at the pile of blue feathers next to her.

Lanza did not pull it out harshly. After seeing that it was almost done, he released the poor bird that meant that he would be tortured to death by his ancestor.

After controlling his claws and letting go, the big bird was still a little uncomfortable.

He took a few tentative steps forward and saw that Lanza was too lazy to pay attention to him.

He quickly flapped his wings and flew out, saying that he would never pass by this area again.

Flying up into the sky, I breathed a sigh of relief, lowered my head and looked down, and saw my reflection in the stream.

Then a shrill scream came from outside.

A third of its feathers were pulled off by Lan Sa, and it looked particularly miserable at this moment. The big light blue bird quickly fled from this sad place that made people feel so naked.

Then Lanza pushed the pile of feathers over.

It seems that he feels that his large size is really a hindrance and it is not easy to take care of this little guy.

Lanza clicked her tongue and raised her eyelids lazily.

Then a breeze passed by.

The pile of feathers he pushed over was blown away and fell a lot.

Then the huge figure disappeared.

Only a silver-haired man who looked just a little taller and a little stronger than an ordinary human was left standing there.

His sharp-edged face, one yellow and one blue eyes, were full of laziness and carelessness.

Wearing a light-colored robe that looked slightly gorgeous, the corners of her lips seemed to be smiling, then she lowered her head to collect the feathers and buried Chu Ci in the haystack.

He stood up contentedly and observed his masterpiece.

Chu Ci finally popped her head out of the pile of feathers, looked at the handsome man in front of her, and gritted her teeth.

"It's obvious that it can be transformed into this look that's more convenient for operation. Why didn't you stay the same before?!"

Of course, not all beasts in this world can transform into human form. Most of them are only slightly smarter than before when they grow to that age.

There are not many orcs who can transform into human form and reach a higher level of strength.

Generally, people of this type will become the leadership center within the tribe.

But Lanza is different. The race to which Lanza belongs has very few offspring. If left in a normal society, this would already be a critically endangered protected animal.

So much so that he doesn't have a tribal group, and even those of the same race as him don't have the same hair color.

In the end, he came out to live alone, reigned supreme in this area, and lived quite comfortably.

Lanza didn't react at all to Chu Ci's words. He tried his best to shake Chu Ci's short legs to get out. He even raised his hand to push Chu Ci back in a very 'considerate' way.

Seeing Chu Ci fall into the pile of soft feathers again, he laughed quite happily.