Beibei added insult to injury. "Little sister is so cute, and you still won't give it to her. Is it just fireworks? Not pretty!"
After speaking, Beibei vigorously shook her head with a wronged look written all over her little face.
Little Irene blinked, her mind full of questions. Was her older brother so stingy? If he didn't have any treasures, he should have just told her. She still had a few luminous pearls!
Ling Yun amusedly rubbed the tops of the three little ones' heads, then stood up and waved his big hand. A painting appeared before them, emitting waves of golden light!
It drifted like a drifting leaf in the void. Just as they were startled, the painting slowly unfolded and Ling Yun sealed the room door shut!
"Go on in, you'll definitely like it." Ling Yun gently nudged Little one. The latter blinked, seemingly hesitant, wondering how to go inside since there wasn't even a door!
An Qing picked her up, and with Ling Yun holding Beibei and Little Irene by the hand, the former gently touched the painting and was sucked in by a force. Once inside, that was just how it was.
Their group entered the world inside the painting as if riding a time machine. Inside were clear skies and white clouds, a vibrant expanse of verdant green.
Soaring mountain forests, ancient trees that had existed for who knows how many years—even the thinnest ones were the size of a millstone, and the thickest ones were even the size of a water vat. Ancient trees scraped the skies, and low bird calls drifted over from time to time, looking very much like the primeval jungles depicted in books.
This was another world within the painting. Everything weird and wonderful here grew on top of