This random red painted piece is almost the same as a child. The little fairy's painting needs to be learned.

Ruan Lingwen’s picture was red, green, and black.

Wei Bangyan looked like an abstract painting. He could probably see that there were red flowers and green flowers. At night, magical flowers bloomed on the sea.

A gust of wind blew, almost blowing the painting away.

Ruan Lingwen looked at the sky and added a moonlight to the water.

Wei Bangyan looked at it with a very artistic conception, and he relied on his own imagination.

Ruan Lingwen lit the painting casually.

Wei Kesong was stunned by this magic!

It's been well painted.

Ruan Lingwen spread the paper and continued to draw.

Another large piece of red, first draw the moonlight.

The moon is in the sky, but it has no light. A few stones are added to the ground. The stones are in the shallows, one by one, lined up to the distance, and are gone.

Ruan Lingwen burned this too.

Wei Bangyan saw a little bit of fame.

Lou Chao read a book late, so he looked at the little fairy again. This time he drew a tree?

This is an ancient tree, and it looks like an old man in neat clothes. It does not grow at will, but it is more imposing.

Lou Chao looked at the little fairy drawing the roots under the tree, and the vigorous roots that grow at will change the whole taste.
Chapter completed!