"A student's love story has been created, and I have created 367 theories. Please give me advice."

Then Hua Lianxing took a step back, and his foot automatically bloomed under him. Silhouettes of love and hatred appear in the stamens of all beings. It was also at this moment that the "Red Dust Abyss" field with a diameter of 1,000 meters suddenly unfolded!

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! All weapons and magic weapons in this field are corrupted by love, and all creatures with emotions will fall into the endless love network.

The most obvious thing is that the forty-two groups sent by Donghuang this time, except for one saint and five immortal realm powerhouses, the rest have been affected. The Dharma Realm seems to have fallen into love, and sheds pain and tears to commit suicide.

In the Tianyan Realm, half of the masters fell into confusion and chaos. They subconsciously resisted with all their strength, but their performance became increasingly inclined to those Dharma Realm that had been frozen in place by several immortal masters.

In the remaining half, three people broke free from the constraints of the Red Dust Abyss in more than ten seconds, and the rest gradually recovered from their awakening.

None of them acted rashly because the saint did not speak.

At this time, after Hua Lianxing put away the great scholar field constructed by the word "one of his feelings", the saint said regretfully.

"I can't teach you in terms of teacher education. You have already walked your own path. Besides, I don't have much knowledge of the literary and Taoist system, but I can help you introduce you to the great scholars who also establish the doctrine and conduct some literary and Taoist exchanges."

This sounds like a rejection, but Hua Lianxing, who is clear in his heart, also understands the appreciation and kindness he implicitly expresses.

Then her eyes glanced at Ying Wuque, who was also affected by Hongchen Abyss and was now stroking Hongxiudao in a daze. At this moment, she had already made up her mind and knelt down to the saint and bowed to the saint.

"I have been sent to you for twenty years, and I always lament the sky in my room. I feel as if I am grateful and sympathetic, I am willing to make a little grass in front of the hall, and I will continue to warm up the spring sun."

Ying Wuque finally came to his senses. After his always cold face looked at Hua Lianxing, who had been helped up by the saint himself, and had promised to return to Donghuang and hold the formal recruitment of adopted daughters, he felt a little confused inexplicably!
Chapter completed!