In the space, Mu Qingge walked towards Si Mo step by step with a smile.
Si Mo seemed to be infected by her smile, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up pleasantly.
"Little Ge'er..."
"Shh~!"
Just as Si Mo started to speak, Mu Qingge pressed a finger against his cherry lips, stopping the words that were about to be spoken.
In Mu Qingge's clear eyes, there was a sparkling light like broken stars, looking at Si Mo with immense happiness.
The Alchemy Dao Conference was over, she had won the championship, but no one knew that she didn't care about this so-called championship at all. What she cared about was finally having refined the Hundred Turn Marrow Refining Pill.
After leaving the Alchemy Dao Conference, she caught a gap and brought Si Mo back to the space.
No matter how many people were waiting for her outside. No matter how many people wanted to host a celebratory banquet for her, she had no interest.
