The Daily Salvation of the Protagonist of the Buddhist System

"Who dares to touch him?"

A white-haired figure in black appeared silently in front of the blood-robed man.

The blood-robed man suddenly discovered that his face was exactly the same as Su Yun's!

The person's skin was extremely white, but his lips were as red as blood, his eyes seemed to be sarcasm or sarcasm, and there was a three-point cold chill, and there was a red mark between his brows, like a flame burning, with an evil aura.

Although he has the same face as Su Yun, his temperament is completely different, like warm sun and cold moon, like spring breeze and winter snow.

"Devil Lord!" The blood-robed man threw himself on the ground in a hurry, his panic-stricken appearance was completely different from the haughty one just now.

He stared at the robe corner of the man in front of him, even a little desperate. Judging from the appearance, the prey he chose had a strong relationship with the devil.

The hierarchy of demons is unimaginable in the righteous way, and most of them have eccentric and cruel temperaments, and they can do whatever they want.

If a devil is angered, he has countless ways to make himself unable to survive or die.

He shivered and climbed a few steps forward, but he didn't dare to get too close, so he stopped not far from the person he called the Demon Lord, "Little one, I don't know that this person is the Demon Lord, If you have eyes but don't know Mount Tai, please ask the devil to give the little one a chance to redeem yourself!"

"To make amends..." Su Yi glanced at his unconscious brother beside him, and a trace of hostility flashed in his eyes. Someone even dared to touch his most important person.

He looked down at the trembling blood-robed man, and smiled angrily, "Okay, I'll let you pay for your sins now!"

Before the blood-robed man could rejoice, he was pinned to the ground by an oncoming black spear, and his soul was shattered before he even let out a mournful cry!

Losing the control of the blood-robed man, the bloody torrent in the air began to get out of control, and the weird black gun took the opportunity to fly up, sucking all the blood into the gun like a whale sucking water.

In less than a moment, the tip of the gun flashed red, as if someone was drunk, he staggered to Su Yi's side.

Su Yi put away the gun, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "It's still useful."

He turned around, and with a flick of his sleeve, the blood mist on Su Yun's body dissipated, revealing that familiar face.

Su Yi sighed, stretched out his hand to caress Su Yun's face, his eyes were full of nostalgia, "My dear brother, how long have we not seen each other? It may only be a thousand years for you, but for me, it is enough tens of thousands of years."

There was a gentle smile in his eyes, "After so many years, you still haven't changed at all, that's great."

"And I," he withdrew his hand, stroked the blood-red emblem between his brows, and showed a smile mixed with disgust and self-deprecation, "I have changed beyond recognition, and even become the kind of person you hate the most."

He closed his eyes and wanted to cry, but there was no tear in his eyes, and he said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, brother, I didn't stick to it, and I didn't keep our agreement."

"It's time." A deep voice sounded in Su Yi's mind.

With the appearance of this voice, Su Yi's eyes turned cold for an instant, and the warm and soft look just now seemed to be an illusion.

The deep voice continued: "He is about to wake up, you can't see him yet, you and him are not in the same timeline, let him see you now, the karma will change, this is not a good thing for both of you."

"I know how to measure, old devil, I don't need you to remind me."

A hint of ridicule flashed in Su Yi's eyes, "Don't worry, since you've helped me come here, I will definitely do what I promised you, and we can part ways when the curtain ends."

A deep voice chuckled lightly: "That's very good."

Su Yi took one last look at Su Yun, as if he wanted to keep Su Yun's face firmly in his heart, then turned around and slowly disappeared.

Just after he disappeared, Su Yun suddenly opened his eyes, and subconsciously stroked his right cheek with his hand, as if there was still some kind of warmth there, and his heart swelled astringently.

Just now when I was in a daze, it seemed like I had a dream, I couldn't remember the content clearly, but I vaguely saw the smile of my younger brother, but why did he look so sad that he seemed to be crying when he was smiling?

Su Yun was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses, looked at the mess in front of him, and murmured: "This is, what happened?"

The heads of the various sects participating in the Immortal Ascension Association had already fled when the blood river erupted, and the disciples of the Lingyun Sect were lying on the ground in a mess. Although their breath was weak, there was no danger of their lives.

The only person standing is himself.

Su Yun checked his body and soul, but found nothing unusual.

He looked at the blood-red conch-shaped magic weapon at his feet, and there was no breath on it that made his heart palpitate, just like an ordinary magic weapon.

Could it be that the seizure of the magic weapon failed?

What happened during the period when I lost consciousness?

Su Yun was a little confused, after thinking for a while, he picked up the magic weapon that had lost its magic energy and put it into the space.

At the same time, I plan to use the last chance to use this world to open the universe and see what happened after I fell into a coma.

The various scenes in the water mirror skipped, and finally showed the moment when Su Yun was wrapped in the blood mist. He saw the appearance of the Seven Treasure Tree, and heard the man in the blood robe call himself a Buddha son.

But just when he saw the blood-robed man beat the Qibao Miaoshu back to its original shape, and was about to take him away, a black mist suddenly appeared on the screen, and he couldn't see it.

This is the second time that there is a problem between the universe, Su Yun's face became serious, there must be something that he doesn't know about.

He felt that he was in a fog, and many questions were coiled in his mind.

Who saved me?

Why did the Qibao Miaoshu appear on him?

Why did the man in the blood robe call himself a Buddha son?

This feeling of being in the middle of the game and not knowing anything is really terrible.

"Host!" Xiaotian rushed over, hugged Su Yun's waist, and burst into tears.

"Master, why don't you let me go back to the system space? You clearly promised to be a side-by-side partner, but you put me aside in a critical moment, liar, woo woo woo."

Xiaotian wiped his snot and tears on Su Yunjie's white Taoist robe as if venting his anger, and threatened bitterly: "If you are finished, host, I will blow myself up, woo woo woo, let's see if you dare to throw me away again!" Down……"

Su Yun knelt down, hugged Xiaotian, and said softly: "Okay, okay, don't cry, I won't do it next time."

Xiaotian looked at Su Yun with red eyes, sucked his snot, and said in a muffled voice, "Really? Don't lie to me?"

Seeing the pitiful look of the little guy, Su Yun laughed, took out a handkerchief to wipe his face, and said with a smile: "Really, I won't lie to you."

"Pull the hook." Xiaotian stretched out his little finger, raised his head, and said firmly, "This is our agreement. After pulling the hook, we will count. I will take it seriously. You live and I live, and you die and I die." die."

Su Yun was in a daze for a moment, and he suddenly remembered that many years ago, he and his younger brother had also pulled the hook like this.

"Brother, don't worry, I will definitely be a good person..."

Su Yun looked at Xiaotian's outstretched fingers and hesitated. He was indeed trying to coax Xiaotian. The small system is still so young, it shouldn't be like this.

"You really are lying to me!" Seeing this, Xiaotian blinked his eyelashes, and big tears fell down like beans.

Su Yun supported his forehead, and said helplessly: "Good, good, pull the hook."

He stretched out his little finger and pulled Xiaotian's finger and shook it, "I promise, I will never abandon Xiaotian again."

But he thought in his heart, that's all, try to save this life, after all, he can still be with him for a long time, let's talk about it when the real thing comes to an end.

Only then did Xiao Tian feel relieved, looked at the surroundings, and asked curiously: "Host, what happened here?"

Su Yun shook his head and said: "I'm not very clear, it's hard to explain in one word, I'll explain it to you another day.

By the way, you are here, what about Fox King and the others? "

Xiaotian replied: "They are all stationed not far from Lingyunzong. I rushed here after you refused me to return to the system. They should still be behind."

Su Yun frowned, remembering the righteous disciples of various sects ambushing outside the Lingyun Sect, patted his forehead, and said anxiously: "Not good!" Immediately grabbed Xiaotian, set up the light and rushed to the Yaozu's station .

Far up in the air, you can see that the two parties are confronting each other.

The sect masters brought their disciples to the side. They had just experienced a great battle, many of them were still wounded, and a lot of cultivation and energy had been absorbed by the blood mist, and they looked a little sluggish.

The demon kings stood on the other side with the mighty Wan Yao, their morale was high and they were triumphant. Fortunately, they still remembered Su Yun's instructions and did not move their hands.

Su Yun took Xiaotian and landed between the two sides, and bowed his hands to the monk, "Everyone, please be safe and don't be impatient."

"Fellow Daoist Qingyunzi!" Sect Master Lie Yang stepped out and said loudly, "Are you alright?"

Su Yun smiled and said: "Thank you, Sect Master Lie Yang, for your concern, I'm fine."

Sect Master Lie Yang smiled and happily wanted to go to Su Yun's side, but was stopped by Sect Master Qinghui at the side.

Sect Master Qinghui sized up Su Yun, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes, and asked, "Dare to ask Fellow Daoist Qingyun, where did that magic weapon go in the end?"

Su Yun took out a blood-red conch-shaped magic weapon from the space, and said, "Here."

When the monks saw this, there was a commotion. Sect Master Qinghui glanced at the magic weapon in Su Yun's hand, and asked again: "Then, where is the demon spirit that emerged from the magic weapon?"

Su Yun was at a loss for words, how to answer, he didn't know where he went.

After a pause, he decided to tell the truth: "Pindao doesn't know. After you left, Pindao fell into a coma. When Pindao woke up, he was gone."

Sect Master Qinghui looked at Su Yun suspiciously, as if he wanted to see something on his face, and said loudly: "I remember, that demon spirit seemed to say that he wanted to take you away. Dare I ask, who is the one standing in front of us now? who?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes, regardless of the human race or the monster race, were firmly fixed on Su Yun.

The author has something to say: come on, babies, read to me: there is no orthopedics in this article!

Su Yun and Su Yi are true brothers who are part of each other, absolutely not mixed with other emotions.

Because in the original character design, these two are the twins of gods and demons. Su Yun represents divinity, is compassionate, and has goodwill towards the world. Su Yi represents demonic nature, and is born with anti-social personality. It is a cold-eyed bystander.

They have one face, but because of their different personalities and different circumstances, they embarked on completely opposite paths. They can be regarded as the control group, and they have to be mentioned in the shaping of their respective roles.

Little angels, please look at this pair of brothers with honest eyes, the younger brother is very miserable, you just need to love him, but don’t make any cp, because their relationship is more like a bond between the half of the body, it is more important than love and family affection It’s more profound, saying that love is a kind of blasphemy to them_(:3∠)_

I love you, ok~