The sickly boss always wants to get close to her

Elder Liu nodded, "We understand."

In fact, the Moon Clan itself is not weak. Before the original body died, the Moon Clan had two third-grade fighters, several fourth-grade fighters, and countless fifth- and sixth-grade fighters. It was considered a first-class force on the continent.

Not to mention that Chu Bainiao now seems to have only the second-grade cultivation level, but in fact he is at the first grade. He can be said to be able to kill gods and Buddhas.

But it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. She is strong because she is alone, not because the Moon Clan is strong.

The Moon Clan is actually a group buff. It can apply a gain buff to its own side and a debuff buff to the enemy. It is very powerful against a group but very weak against a single unit.

If any fourth-rank cultivator were to face off against a fourth-rank cultivator from the Moon Clan alone, once the opponent's fourth-rank cultivator got close to him, the Moon Clan would almost certainly die.

Elder Xing said: "In fact, joining one side now is the best choice. After all, it is difficult to guarantee that there will not be a second Tang Feilong, and our clan can also take this opportunity to seek some benefits."

"As for who to join, I still vote for King Xiaoyao."

"King Xiaoyao did not demarcate the land and become the king himself, but was elected as the king. When the previous dynasty was not overthrown, the people were living in misery, and only the place governed by King Xiaoyao was peaceful and prosperous."

"Because of the people's will, when the troubled times came, the people spontaneously gathered together to elect him as king. He is a benevolent monarch. Except for King Xiaoyao, King Tianwu and King Qin are slightly inferior to him."

"Not to mention the rest of the people, they are inferior to the three kings in both military strength and personal ability."

Now that Tang Feilong is dead, the group of people under his command is in disarray. If the Moon Clan were to come out and retake his territory at this time, they might be able to compete with the three kings for the world.

But neither the Moon Clan nor Chu Bainiao had this idea. Chu Bainiao was just here for a visit and would rather wander in the gray area.

She is neither good nor bad, so it is not impossible for her to fight for the world. But she is too lazy to fight.

As for the Moon Clan, they didn't have such an idea. If they had such an idea, with their unique cultivation methods, they could stir up trouble in the world with just a little bit of instigation.

"Think it over first, then come talk to me. If you want to send troops to aid a certain faction, remember to obtain something that will benefit the long-term development of our clan."

Everyone nodded, and after seeing everyone off, Chu Bainiao sat cross-legged in meditation.

When it got brighter, she once again sensed the familiar scent outside the house.

Chang Xiao went back and became angrier the more he thought about it. It was embarrassing, yes, but as a real man born in this world, this little embarrassment was nothing.

The worst that could happen is that it would be known and spread by those people in the world who like to tell unofficial stories.

Chang Xiao was not angry because he was fooled, but because he was fooled and not only did he not get to drink his tea, so he seemed to have left, but in fact he was always paying attention to this side.

After making sure that everyone in the room had left and only the high priest was left, he came again to ask for tea.

As the saying goes, a strong woman is afraid of a clinging man. As long as the high priest does not clearly express that he hates him, Chang Xiao believes that he still has a chance.

He is both talented and handsome, as beautiful as a jade crown. He has good looks, family background, figure, and cultivation.

The most important thing is that he is still so young.

He is not like those old second-rank men. He has plenty of strength and means, and he doesn't believe that he can't win the beauty.

Chang Xiao also knocked on the door gently and said in a gentle voice: "High Priest? I'm here for tea."

Chu Bainiao opened his eyes and waved his hand lazily, and the restriction on the door was released.

Chang Xiao also raised a smug smile at the corner of his lips. He knew that the high priest must have feelings for him as well.

However, the moment he entered the door, the smile on his lips faded a little.

Chu Bainiao saw that he was wearing a snow-white brocade robe with cloud patterns, his three thousand black hair was fixed on his head with a jade crown, and his long eyebrows were sharp and well-defined.

It seemed that during this short period of separation, he had specially dressed up again.

He had a jade belt tied around his waist, which made his narrow waist highlight his broad and strong chest, and his lower body was tall and slender.

Chang Xiao's eyes fell on Chu Bainiao for a moment, and then he quickly looked away. His ears felt hot at the same time, and he shouted in a pinched voice: "High Priest."

"You said you wanted me to come to your room for tea. Does that still count?"

He wasn't pretending when he looked away, mainly because the Moon Clan might often perform sacrificial dances, and their attire looked exceptionally cool in all seasons.

Both men and women have totems tattooed on their bodies to varying degrees. Men's upper bodies are completely naked, with only a short piece of cloth tied around their waists and a pair of pants underneath.

Women only use a piece of cloth to cover their upper body and a long skirt to cover their lower body.

Chu Bainiao is the high priestess. The totems on her body are more mysterious than those of ordinary people in the tribe, and she has a lot of bone ornaments on her body.

Her eyebrows were very light, which made her pair of enchanting purple pupils even more eye-catching. Her skin was extremely white, making her look like an enchanting fairy from the depths of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Chang Xiao did not dare to look at it any longer, for fear that if he looked at it again, he would not be able to help himself and make a wrong move.

But I can't help but look. The person I like is right in front of me, how can I not look at him/her?

"Let's count it," Chu Bainiao flicked her hand and a tea table with a stool was placed in front of her. "I was lucky enough to get these three coins of tea leaves from the thousand-year-old tea tree deep in the mountains. I'll give them out today for you to taste."

"Ten thousand year old tea tree?" Chang Xiao also sat down opposite Chu Bainiao with dignity. The closer he was to her, the more fragrant sheen, like jade and dew, penetrated into his nostrils.

"Then I'd like to try it carefully." Chang Xiao also calmly began to make tea. If you don't look at the suspicious bulge under his robe, his behavior and actions seem to be no different from before.

The fresh fragrance of tea leaves lingered in the air, seeming to dilute the faint fragrance, yet also seeming to blend with the faint fragrance to make it more intense.

Chang Xiao also placed the tea in front of Chu Bainiao, not daring to look at her, "High Priest, please."

Chu Bainiao stretched out her delicate and soft hands, her red nails made her fingers look even whiter and more slender. She raised the teacup, brought it to her lips and took a sip.

He looked at Chang Xiaoye who was also drinking tea opposite him, and asked softly, "How is it? Are you calm?"

Chang Xiao also shook his head, his expression somewhat painful, "Not only did it not calm down, but it became even more turbulent."

"What should we do then?"

The soft and ethereal voice was like a hook. If Chang Xiao really couldn't tell that the woman in front of him was deliberately provoking him, he would have lived in vain.

He mustered up his courage and cast his gaze towards the high priest's slanted purple eyes. He said in a low and gentle voice, "If the high priest would have mercy on me, I would be very grateful."

Chu Bai Niao folded her legs and half leaned back on the rattan chair, and spoke softly, "Then how does Prince Chang want me to show you mercy?"

Using this somewhat distant name at this moment would only add fuel to the already ambiguous relationship between the two.

Chang Xiao also lowered his head and took away the tea table. He probably knew what the woman in front of him liked. He didn't feel humiliated or ashamed.

He stood up, walked to her side and half-knelt, smelling the faint fragrance. His hands trembled uncontrollably and his eyes seemed to turn bloodshot.