The Gentleness of Two Senior Sisters!

Ye Chen slowly put Fourth Senior Sister down.

At this time, Seventh Senior Sister, Zhao Xiyao, carried a lot of dry wood and started a fire.

The three of them sat by the fire. Ye Chen gently put Fourth Senior Sister on his lap and used his leg as a pillow for Fourth Senior Sister.

"Hmph, Mo Shuang City, this bunch of hypocrites. If they can't afford to lose, why would they hold an Alchemist Grand Meeting? Fourth Senior Sister clearly won, yet they still secretly manipulated it!" Zhao Xiyao sat by the fire and snorted coldly.

Ye Chen smiled faintly and said, "Forget it. Anyway, that Elixir King and his disciple are already dead. Moreover, we also snatched the mysterious Heavenly Snow Lotus."

"Little junior brother, those two damn old men will definitely not let this go. What are you going to do?" Zhao Xiyao asked.

Ye Chen leaned against a pillar and refined an Immortal Elixir today.