My beast husband is weak and can't take care of himself

When Caiyue was delivering the supplies up the mountain, she watched the priest eating in a daze.

Can the priest eat when changing forms?

Then why didn’t he eat it before?

Mo Jiushao also saw Caiyue, and thought it would be good to have a good relationship with Caiyue, so he asked tentatively: "Do you want to try it?"

Caiyue: ...

Caiyue, who was sitting on a stone bench waiting to be fed, had a confused look on her face.

She didn't know how it turned out like this.

She took the bowl handed to her by Helan and swallowed her saliva as she smelled the fragrance.

The Emotional Priest didn't eat when he changed his form, because he thought the food she cooked was not tasty!

The food cooked by Helan is really delicious!

After eating and drinking, Caiyue saw Mo Jiushao was going to wash the dishes, so she quickly took them and took them outside the cave to wash.

Mo Jiushao didn't hesitate to count the supplies sent by Caiyue, and was very happy.

The tribe actually has abundant supplies, and its food, clothing, housing and transportation have all been completely detached from the wilderness.

The downside is that they don’t know how to use the technology they already have to improve their lives.

A variety of rich ingredients, besides roasting or cooking...

The ceramic firing technology is mature, but we have been making cups and bowls of different sizes...

Ironmaking technology was not mature and was not improved. It only produced some sharp knives and spears...

As for textiles...

Mo Jiushao looked at more than ten exquisite silk robes of various styles wrapped in animal skins.

There's not much to say, it's amazing that it's made by hand.

After putting the things away in their respective categories, Caiyue also came back.

"Master Priest——"

Caiyue put away the dishes and chopsticks and said, "There are eighteen tribes participating in the transformation ceremony this time, with a total of one hundred and five cubs."

A transformation ritual that takes place once every cold wave.

Caiyue sighed: "This time the number of cubs is nearly half of the last time the cold wave transformed."

The main reason is that there are too few females with high reproductive levels.

Lance hummed: "Let's do it tomorrow..."

Lance turned to look at Mo Jiushao and asked, "What's your name?"

Mo Jiushao raised her eyes and glanced at Lance, thinking that there was someone else here, but she was silent for a moment and said, "Mo Jiushao."

Lance raised an eyebrow when he heard this, but still smiled and said, "What a strange and interesting name."

Caiyue looked confused. Isn’t Helan’s name “Xiaocao”?

Without waiting for her to figure it out, Lance said, "Let Jiushao preside over the ceremony tomorrow!"

Caiyue responded and suggested, "Helan is not familiar with the situation, why don't we go check out the venue today?"

Mo Jiushao smiled and shook his head: "No need!"

She would not leave Lance's side today.

"Can……"

Caiyue was a little worried. After all, if something went wrong and one of the cubs couldn't transform, the consequences would be...

Lance was not worried at all, and said calmly: "Listen to her, go back!"

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"Do you think I can handle tomorrow's ceremony?"

Mo Jiushao sat on the edge of the bed, tidied Lance's smooth white hair, and spoke in a gentle tone.

"it should be OK!"

Lance let her do what she wanted and smiled, "It's easy."

Mo Jiushao turned him around so that his back was facing him and combed his long hair carefully: "What if something goes wrong?"

Although Lance said it simply, she knew how important this transformation ceremony was to the orcs.

Because once a cub fails in the transformation ceremony, it will be in animal form for the rest of its life.

This is no different from those disabled children on Blue Star who were raised by their parents and were diagnosed with IQ problems when they were two or three years old.

It's regrettable and painful.

The better tribes are reluctant to give up these cubs that cannot transform, so they raise them as pets.

Some indifferent tribes will simply throw them into the wild to fend for themselves.

"The predetermined outcome, whether good or bad, is the choice of fate." Lance had his back to her, so her expression couldn't be seen, but his tone was cold and calm.

Mo Jiushao braided his hair, wrapped it with some round colored gems, and tied a beautiful bow at the end of his hair with a blue cloth.

Hugging him from behind, burying his face in Lance's shoulders, and taking a deep breath of his deep fragrance, Mo Jiushao felt complicated: "Can you tell me what to do?"

Lance reached out and touched his hair, saying, "Just face the divine tablet and silently recite three times for the cub to transform."

Mo Jiushao never expected this answer. He was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked, "That's it?"

Lance: "And dance and pray devoutly."

"what?"

Mo Jiushao let go of Lance and looked confused and dazed again. She couldn't help but think of some witches performing rituals that she had seen on TV before.

Well...fucking chuunibho!

Lance chuckled twice: "Just kidding, the clan daughter and the orcs guarding the temple will prepare everything for the sacrifice. You just need to stand under the monument and listen to their instructions."

For a moment, Mo Jiushao felt that Lance was not as mature, steady, and gentle as he appeared to be, but more like a naughty boy.

But… holy crap, so cute!

At this time, Lance was sitting on the bed, wearing a white robe with a slightly open neckline, revealing his sexy and firm chest.

Mo Jiushao's heart moved slightly, and he took a silk robe from the clothes rack next to him, and said maliciously: "Your clothes are a little dirty, why don't you change your clothes?"

Lance lowered his eyes and looked at the gray mark on his waist and abdomen.

It goes without saying who did this.

In the end, it was Lance who compromised, but Mo Jiushao did not gain any advantage.

Mo Jiushao, who was squatting at the entrance of the cave, curled his lips and muttered: "Humph, it will be mine sooner or later!"

Lance in the cave took off his clothes, revealing his muscular upper body. The snake tail in his lower body had turned into legs, but it was still sore and weak. His waist, abdomen and thighs were covered with tiny silvery-white scales.

Lance sighed slightly.

It looks like it will take a few more days.

The legendary species had long been extinct, and it would take a lot of energy for him to change into the form of this animal.

"are you done?"

The resentment in the female's tone could not be hidden.

Lance smiled and put on his clothes: "Come in!"

Mo Jiushao walked in slowly, with a look of surprise, and approached him step by step.

Mo Jiushao was tempted again, and Lance's appearance was clearly reflected in his dark eyes.

This dress was specially chosen to reveal Lance's wild and strong body. His fair skin and slightly divine face made people's heart beat fast.

Lance anticipated that Mo Jiushao might be tempted. After all, the poison in his body was only about to evaporate completely today, but he didn't know that she would lose control.

Lance was pressed on the bed, the female knelt on him, kissing him without any rules, his face, lips, neck...

Lance closed his eyes and thought, as a qualified partner, after changing his form, perhaps he should satisfy the needs of his other half.

"Why are you crying again?"

Lance felt the wetness on his face, feeling somewhat helpless, he hugged her waist, let her lie on him, and patted her head soothingly: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Mo Jiushao sniffed the scent of Lance and closed his eyes.

She remembered that in her previous life, she was the one who took the initiative to suppress Lance's requests for sex.

It was because the good and evil in her heart were not pure enough, and she wanted to find an excuse to escape, so she was so miserable in her previous life.

Lance only felt the female's warm tears falling on his neck, bringing with it an unspeakable pain, and even his heart felt as if it was being pierced by needles, causing a dense pain.

Lance asked again: "Is it uncomfortable?"

Mo Jiushao didn't answer, but leaned forward and rubbed his lips.