After I succeeded in acting cute as an emperor penguin

"Here, this is for you." When he went upstairs, He Ci had already pierced the small bamboo tube into the tender white coconut meat, and handed the slightly larger one to Di Que.

Seeing him take it, He Ci leaned over and asked, "Brother, who is that person who is following Patriarch Chu Feng?"

Di Que lowered his head slightly, opened his mouth and bit the bamboo tube, "She is the only supernatural being in the Chu Feng clan, Yu Luo."

Seeing the flash of surprise on He Ci's face, Di Que added, "Very weak."

That's right, in the circle of supernatural beings, even those with weak feathers are famous.

When Heci heard the word "only", he nodded clearly.

That character should be spoiled by the clan, but he looked at the relationship between Yu Luo and Chu Feng... and felt that things were not that simple.

Heci took a sip of coconut juice, muttering in his heart, fortunately Di Que is an upright and good person, although... a bit reckless.

However, speaking of it, this is the first time Heci has drunk natural coconut juice. Although the taste is different from the processed coconut juice, it is still very sweet and quenches thirst.

"Like this?" Di Que is not very interested in these things, but he still drinks coconut juice with Heci to save face, "Do you want to add ice?"

He Ci had doubts on his face, "Did you bring ice?"

Di Que didn't answer, he raised his hand to pinch the bamboo tube of Heci, and stirred out the coconut meat.

Then the cold air condensed in his palm, forming three or four small ice cubes, which fell into the coconut meat with a few bangs.

He Ci looked at the coconut, and then at Di Que, can the ability still be used like this?

"...I'm envious." He Ci grabbed the corner of Di Que's clothes and said seriously, "Brother, would you like to become a big one, and lend me a few days?"

Di Que was a little puzzled, "What are you doing?"

Zhijian Heci lowered his head and bit the bamboo pipe, and spit out two words, "Cool down."

"Brother, don't you think it was very hot last night? The temperature here is more than a star and a half higher than ours."

last night?

Di Que was taken aback for a moment, and finally remembered that he had been covering the quilt for the crane that had turned into a human form last night, and for a moment didn't know how to answer this question.

Although the reason was that He Ci always leaned against him, and was still entangled so tightly that he couldn't pull it away, which made Di Que a little awkward, and finally wrapped the human He Ci with a quilt, making him smaller Just let it out.

Di Que frowned, it turned out that He Ci felt that his body temperature was low...cool?

"Can you do it?" Because of his size, He Ci had to raise his head slightly to see Di Que's expression clearly, but from Di Que's perspective, no matter how he looked at it, he felt pitiful.

"Besides, they can sell coconuts, so we can also sell ice!" Heci held the coconut and sucked it one mouthful at a time. Facing God Que's blank eyes, he quickly expressed his position, "Of course! I definitely don't mean to let you make ice yourself. "

"Next year we can bring some from Antarctica. If we can't sell it, we can turn it into water here. It doesn't take up space anyway."

After all, it was really hot, and although it was better at night, it was still very stuffy.

The more He Ci said, the more he felt that it was feasible. Not all groups who come to the gathering can adapt to the tropical climate, and they can definitely attract "guests"!

"Brother, what do you think?"

"Let's discuss again." Di Que turned his head so that He Ci didn't notice his embarrassing mental activities.

strode away.

He Ci was at a loss, but he still hadn't forgotten his original intention, "Brother, if you think this method can be tried, we can try it now."

"A piece, a small piece of ice will do."

"In the shop! First floor!"

Crane Ci followed step by step, Di Que pursed his lips and remained silent.

He still pretended to be ignorant and walked back to the lounge. There was no sound behind him when he was making the bed, thinking that He Ci had retreated in spite of the difficulties.

Turning his head, he resigned and was leaning against the door frame, poking his head out and looking at himself eagerly.

"Brother, don't you feel hot?"

Sitting by the bed, Di Que rolled up his sleeves, beckoned him to come and sit down.

He Ci thought that Di Que agreed, and happily sat beside him, stretched out his hands, and looked at Di Que with "exaggerated" expectations and gratitude in his eyes.

The ice comes first, everything is easy to talk about.

Di Que didn't give him any ice cubes, but held Heci's palm instead, "I'm not hot, and you don't need ice either."

The cool touch of the palm made Heci tremble slightly.

Afterwards, Di Que controlled the ability, and his body temperature, which was already much lower than that of ordinary people, dropped again.

"Aren't I more convenient than ice cubes?"

Eh?

He Ci was stunned, what do you mean, portable air conditioner?

Di Que looked as if he was just saying something like "today's weather is really nice".

"Well... I can't sleep with you all the time..." The atmosphere was not right, but Di Que's behavior was too normal, and He Ci began to wonder if he was thinking too much.

He hesitated and didn't know what to say to change the subject.

"Do you want ice cubes?" Di Que sighed when he saw his tangled frown, could he not even compare to a piece of ice now?

When I go back, I still have to ask Nan Yan, when did the cubs "suddenly" become independent.

Fortunately, there were footsteps on the stairs, and someone went upstairs.

Yan Ming didn't see anyone when he came to the second floor, so he came to the lounge with ease, and found the door was open, so he walked over and said anxiously, "Patriarch, something happened to Lan Ting..."

The air was suddenly quiet.

He Ci blinked, instinctively withdrew his hand, and stood up abruptly.

and many more!

"What happened to Mr. Lan?"

"What's wrong with him?" Di Que was very calm, and casually threw a palm-sized light blue ice crystal to Heci.

Heci put it away in a hurry, but he couldn't care less about being happy now, and immediately thanked Yan Ming in a serious way, "Thank you brother."

Although Yan Ming was a little puzzled about what they were doing just now, he didn't think about it for too long, "Lan Ting's injury has become serious, Yuan Lao and Liu Ze have passed away, and the situation doesn't look... not very good."

What Liu Ze said was not very good, probably, the result could be predicted.

But was Lan Ting okay yesterday?

"Liu Ze sent someone to invite... You and He Ci went over to have a look."

………………

"Why did Liu Ze invite us here?" He Ci stood in front of the ancient tree, still unable to figure out what it meant.

Although...he personally wanted to help Lan Ting, but didn't Liu Ze keep letting him intervene?

Di Que walked forward together with him, "It's important to ask you to go, and I'm incidental."

"But don't worry, do what you want to do."

Lan Yu, who had been waiting on the ancient tree for a long time, saw the two of them with keen eyes, and immediately greeted them, "Thank you for making this trip, please follow me."

Lan Yu smiled reluctantly, and led them to Lan Ting's personal passage. Although he seldom went out, there was still a separate staircase in the ancient tree that could lead directly to Lan Ting's residence.

He Ci originally wanted to ask about Lan Ting's situation, but now seeing Lan Yu's dejected expression...

Just before the gate of Lanting, He Ci heard Lan Ying's crying from behind the corner of the stairs, "You, if you don't want to treat my elder brother, just say so."

Then there was Liuze's voice, "What I said was light! In this situation, as long as Lan Ting's wings are still there, his body will get worse and worse."

Lan Ying covered her face with her hands, suppressing her crying, she only knew that her elder brother could not hear her now, and she could not let Liu Ze find out how embarrassing she was.

Liu Ze looked at her, still awkwardly handed over a handkerchief, and said in a low voice, "You asked me to tell, and you still cried after I told you... If this continues, he will be consumed to death sooner or later."

Of course Lan Ying understands this truth, but... is there really nothing she can do?

Lan Yu reluctantly smiled at He Ci and the others, then raised her leg and walked over, grabbing Lan Ying's collar, "Don't make trouble here, go back."

Lan Ying was not convinced, but Lan Yu changed her usual easy-going manner, and said coldly, "Can you influence elder brother's thinking by staying here?"

...she can't.

For Asuka, the wings are no less than the hands and feet of other evolved creatures, and now Liu Ze wants Lan Ting to cut off the wings and live.

Heci understood a little bit, they had already reached a conclusion, but Lan Ting refused.

Lan Yu looked at Liu Ze, still maintaining the harmony on the surface, "I'll take He Ci in first."

Only then did Liu Ze see the two Heci behind him, and he wanted to say a lot, but because of the brothers and sisters of the Lan family, he only said one sentence at the end, "Please persuade Lan Ting."

When he opened the door and entered the room, Lan Ting was standing in front of the window, while Yuan Lao sat at the table and kept sighing.

Lan Yu called brother, seeing that Lan Ting was still ignoring him, he moved his lips and swallowed back the words of persuasion.

He is not qualified to influence Lan Ting's choice.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Lan Ting turned around. Although his face was pale, his mood was still stable, and he even smiled helplessly, "Are you also called by him to persuade me?"

"Liuze is called He Ci." Di Que stroked the grain on the wooden table with his fingertips, and said calmly, "I just stopped by to see what you've become."

"Are you dying?"

"En." Lan Ting turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window.At this height, most of the bazaar came into view. Not only were there people coming and going on the ground, but there were also many Yuzu flying in the air to show off their skills.

"Will anyone remember me in the future?" Lan Ting suddenly looked like an old man, "Will you say that I am the patriarch of the youth? Or the senior who expanded the assembly? Add one more... died young."

In the early years, Lan Ting did his best for the clan and devoted himself to his private thoughts, like a precise machine. At that time, he never imagined that he would die like a prisoner in this hut in the end.

Thinking of this, Lan Ting laughed at himself, "Actually, the most likely thing is that no one remembers."

Yuan Qing blew his beard and stared angrily, "First you have to live, and then talk about posthumous fame."

Lan Ting shook his head calmly, "Mr. Yuan, thank you for your kindness, but you don't need to persuade me anymore."

He has been here for so many years, at least... He hopes that when he leaves, he is complete.If there is a soul after death, he can still fly.

He Ci looked at the pair of wings that were more beautiful in the sun, and his desire to help Lan Ting became stronger and stronger, but...

He quietly turned his head to see Di Que's reaction, only to find that Di Que was looking at him.

He Ci was taken aback for a moment, and turned his head as if nothing had happened.

Then, he clearly heard Di Que humming in his ear.

Uh... Originally, He Ci planned to discuss it with Di Que after he was sure, but now he didn't give him time to prepare at all.

Lan Ting's situation has also changed from "just can't fly" to "will be exhausted by wings".

He Ci silently thought that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, and desperately found reasons for himself.

In fact, it was just to save Lan Ting for no reason.

"Will He Ci be afraid?" Lan Ting looked at He Ci firmly.

While speaking, he coughed from time to time, frowning at Yuan Qing, but he couldn't say anything.

Heci blinked in confusion, what is he afraid of?

"No." Di Que said lightly, "but others should. After all, if you die, the meeting may also be disbanded."

The corners of Lan Ting's lips rose, as if he was surprised that he would think so, "So, Patriarch Di Que thinks I'm so important?"

"I don't feel it now." Di Que suddenly raised his finger and pointed out the door, "Lan Yu is gone." Just now.

Then Liuze pushed the door and walked in, with a complicated expression on his face, and lowered his voice, "Lan Yu just discovered that there are humans mixed in the assembly."