The sound of a parachute opening echoed above his head, with someone landing behind him.
Warm holy light enveloped him.
"Don't move, your physical condition is really bad right now. The Divine Path always acts so recklessly, indiscriminately drawing life force to heal injuries, which will leave latent damage." Lin Wanqiu pressed her folded hands against his back, the warm holy light healing his battered body, even channeling her own spirituality into him.
Gu Jianlin felt a long-lost warmth.
It wasn't just that; there were also soft hands gently pressing against his temples.
"Your mind is too chaotic, you've suffered a lot lately, haven't you?"
Chen Qing chided, "Relax, what you need to do now is let your soul settle."
Gu Jianlin said nothing, allowing these two women to mend his injuries. At this moment, although he was clearly bathed in a cold storm, he didn't feel cold or lonely at all.
"I must say, you look quite cool like this."
