The Daily Salvation of the Protagonist of the Buddhist System

As soon as the blood spirit patriarch came back from the conference hall, he saw a small red figure sitting on the high threshold with his chin propped on his hands.

The little guy's delicate face still had some baby fat on it, and he stared intently at the Blood Spirit Patriarch with his big eyes. Although his face was expressionless, he was surprisingly cute.

The blood spirit patriarch moved his fingers behind his back, his hands were a little itchy, and he suddenly wanted to poke the little guy's steamed bun face.

He walked forward with a smile, knelt down and hugged Su Yun, the child's body temperature was always a bit high, not only fragrant and soft, but also very warm.

This kind of warmth penetrated from the embrace to the bottom of my heart, making the blood spirit ancestor who was not in a good mood just now brighten up instantly.

He got his wish and poked Su Yun's little face, well, the touch was better than expected.

Then, as no surprise, I saw the child's bun face puffed up even more.

"Waiting for Daddy?"

Hearing her father's smiling voice, Xiao Suyun buried her face in the arms of the blood spirit patriarch, her cheeks turned red.

Having a nightmare and being frightened awake and clamoring to find my father, I can't let my stinky father know, otherwise he will laugh at himself again.

The blood spirit patriarch glanced at the maid who was taking care of Su Yun, and the maid understood, so she sent a sound transmission to report to him everything that happened to Su Yun today.

Listening to the maid's voice transmission, the blood spirit patriarch touched his son's soft and smooth hair with some distress.

Ever since he lost his memory, the little guy has often had nightmares, and every time he has to have a familiar aura by his side to calm down.

This also caused the little guy to be extra clingy to him, and the blood spirit patriarch tried to keep him by his side as much as possible.

Seeing the majestic and handsome ancestor hugging the young master with a doting smile on his face, at first I don't know how many people's jaws dropped, but later it became a daily routine in the Blood Spirit Palace.

After carrying Su Yun into the dormitory, the side hall had already prepared meals, and the father and son finished eating sticky next to each other, and then went to take a bath together.

The blood spirit patriarch put a lot of wooden toys in the bathing pool for Xiao Suyun with his childlike innocence.

The light feather wood, which is used to make top-level flying artifacts and is extremely precious in the monk world, was carved into the appearance of various small animals by the ancestors of the blood spirit, dyed with bright colors, and placed in the bath pool.

Yellow ducklings, white gooses, golden little goldfish...

Lifelike, little Suyun likes it very much.

Little Suyun was playing with toys in front, while the blood spirit patriarch was behind him helping him wash his hair and wipe his back.

Drying his son's body with his own hands, and drying his hair with spiritual energy, the ancestor of the blood spirit hugged the fragrant and soft child contentedly, and lay down on the bed in the bedroom.

The blood spirit patriarch with loose black hair looked a little less majestic than during the day, his handsome facial features faded away, his brows and eyes were unbelievably gentle, he propped his head on one hand, looked at little Su Yun in his arms, and asked with a smile Said: "What story does Yun'er want to hear today?"

Xiao Suyun held a small white pillow specially sewn into the shape of a cloud in her arms, tightly clutching a strand of long hair hanging down by the blood spirit ancestor, lying obediently on her side, her long eyelashes flickering like a small brush flickering.

A soft voice sounded: "I want to hear the story of Flying Around."

"Okay," the blood spirit patriarch smiled lowly, gently stroking little Suyun's back with one hand, and told the story.

"By the way, thousands of years ago, there was a very powerful sword fairy..."

In the long night, in the quiet bedroom, only the voice of the Blood Spirit Patriarch...

But the next day, the blood spirit patriarch regretted telling the story of the sword fairy.

He watched in horror as Su Yun stepped on the sword, flying tremblingly, flying into a snake shape for a while, flying in a circle for a while, fast and slow, up and down, as if he would fall headfirst at any time .

The ancestor of the blood spirit waited for Xiao Su Yunfei for a while, and then stepped forward with a bitter face, and coaxed in a good voice: "My little ancestor, it has been flying for so long, can you come down and rest for a while?"

Little Suyun's eyes were shining, as if they were shining, her voice was stubborn and firm, and she refused loudly, "No, Yun'er wants to be a sword fairy!"

He raised his hand, made a tall gesture, and said with a dancing voice: "I want to be a great sword fairy who can fly high and be able to knock down all the bad guys with a single blow from far and far away!"

After finishing speaking, he ignored the ancestor of the blood spirit, and continued to twist and turn, and began to practice flying with all his heart.

Seeing that the persuasion was fruitless, the blood spirit patriarch changed his mind, and suddenly said in a coaxing voice: "Does Yun'er want to fly high like the Great Sword Immortal now?"

When Xiao Suyun heard this, she immediately turned her head around, "Now?"

The blood spirit patriarch nodded with a smile, pointed to the top of his head, and said temptingly: "That's right, it's now, as long as Yun'er is obedient, Daddy can take Yun'er to fly high right now."

Xiao Suyun's eyes lit up, he didn't want the sword anymore, he opened his hands and jumped in the direction of the blood spirit ancestor, "Daddy!"

The blood spirit patriarch dodges, catches Xiao Suyun, turns into a blood shadow and flies high into the sky.

Moist clouds rushed towards his face, Xiao Suyun hugged the blood spirit patriarch's neck, looked down, saw the blood spirit palace getting smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a small black dot.

On the endless mountains, the clouds and mist are like fluffy and soft cotton candy, flowing and "covering" the peaks.

The blue sky and the white clouds form two distinct layers. The sun shines through the clouds, and the colorful halo shines brightly.

The world is so vast and beautiful, this is a scenery that Xiao Suyun has never seen before.

The father and son shuttled through the clouds and mist, Xiao Suyun's laughter never stopped, his big eyes fixedly looked at everything around him, and when he saw something beautiful, he would excitedly point it out to Patriarch Xueling, "Daddy, Look over there, it's so beautiful!"

"Yun'er, is it pretty?"

"nice!"

"Do you want to watch it every day?"

"miss you!"

"Then as long as Yun'er promises to daddy, after returning home, he will only practice Yujian for half an hour every day, and daddy will take Yuner to fly for a stick of incense every day."

The blood spirit patriarch took the opportunity to raise conditions.

Little Suyun thought about it, although she wanted to become a Great Sword Immortal sooner, she was a little bit reluctant to fly high like this.

He bit his finger and hesitated for a long time, finally nodded reluctantly and said: "Okay, but Dad must keep his word."

Little Suyun stretched out her little finger, her little face was full of seriousness, "Lagougou, don't lie, it's puppies who lie.

The blood spirit ancestor was amused by him, and stretched out his little finger to hook his little finger, "Okay, a liar is a puppy."

The golden sunlight shone on the father and son, and the blood spirit patriarch stared at Xiao Suyun's excited little face, and his heart softened.

Is this how family feels?

The blood spirit patriarch subconsciously hugged Xiao Suyun even tighter.

The past that made him painful seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and it no longer made him feel bloody pain whenever he thought about it.

He felt that the world suddenly opened up. When he snatched this child, he was full of vicious schemes and schemes. He even wanted to use this child to take revenge on his senior brother. At this moment, it suddenly became meaningless.

He thought, he was relieved.

The blood spirit patriarch touched the head of little Suyun in his arms, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth that he didn't even notice.

It's not bad to be Yun'er's father for the rest of his life.

The author has something to say: Therefore, this chapter is a daily episode of how father and son get along.

The cute thing is indeed the existence that can dissolve all hatred.

Blood Spirit Patriarch: Revenge?With such a lovely son in hand, what revenge is there for him?

The author Jun smiled from his aunt while writing, Xiao Yunyun is so cute.