Bab 137: Emperor Xia's Secret

The brush moved like a dragon god, as if it had the help of the gods. It drew the scenery in the cave and the bonfire one by one. However, no one put down the brush and looked at the painting. It was as if they were not looking at the painting, but the person in the cave. The flowers, grass, stones, and the rainstorm outside the cave were so realistic.

He sighed with mixed feelings."Sigh!"

The ink had not dried yet, so he did not put it away. Looking at the completely bright sky outside, he turned around and left.

The purple cat didn't leave. It jumped down from the ground and landed on the desk. It looked at the cave painting and its cat eyes turned. It was indeed pretty and very beautiful. Even if it wasn't human, it was still attracted by the artistic conception.

After a while, he came back to his senses.