Chapter 460

When it comes to the identity of protoss, Gu Yun didn't do it in front of Bai Li Lan Jiu, but chose to go to a nearby lake.

The bright moon hung high in the ink splashing night sky, and the clear brightness scattered the darkness of the night. The moon in the night sky reflected in the clear lake, like a mirror, confused the true with the false.

It was quiet all around. Only the sound of insects and the breeze could be heard. Gu Yun stood still by the lake and said to Ling Qingchen, "the process of repairing the divine pulse is painful. If it hurts, you can call it out."

Ling Qingchen couldn't help laughing. He fell into the mud from the clouds. He didn't bear any pain and was used to it. Even after he became the son of the bright god, he didn't dare to relax.

"Let's go." Ling Qingchen said softly.

Gu Yun nods and sets up a boundary around the two people to prevent accidents. Then he leads out the divine blood in his body. He draws a simple but profound Dharma pattern in the palm of his own and Ling Qingchen's hands. After all this, Gu Yun puts his palm on Ling Qingchen's palm. The two Dharma patterns immediately blend and connect the consciousness of Gu Yun and Ling Qingchen.

When Ling Qingchen's hand touched Gu Yun's cold hand, he immediately felt like an electric shock, which made him want to shrink back. However, at this time, the Dharma patterns were closely connected and could not allow them to stop.

In the consciousness of Gu Yun and Ling Qingchen, they seem to have several invisible chains around them, which bind them and make them retreat.

The lonely cloud's cold voice came into Ling Qingchen's mind, "relax."

Two people with the same consciousness can communicate through sound transmission.

Ling Qingchen found that his whole body was tight, like a great enemy.

He was silent for a moment, then relieved, and let Gu Yun invade his consciousness into his body.

Gu Yun controlled his divine power with consciousness and entered Ling Qingchen's divine pulse. When he really touched it, he found that the damage degree of Ling Qingchen's divine pulse was far worse than he thought.

Those people of the protoss Presbyterian group really didn't leave Ling Qingchen any way back.

It's their style to do things so well!

Gu Yun puts aside his thoughts and devotes himself to extraditing the divine power. At this moment, there can be no difference. Otherwise, it is very likely that Ling Qingchen's existing strength will be wasted.

He has been destroyed once by the protoss elders. He can't be destroyed again.

Ling Qingchen completely trusts Gu Yun and tries his best to cooperate.

When Gu Yun's divine power hit his broken divine pulse, Ling Qingchen immediately felt a burst of severe pain, sweeping all his consciousness. This pain is no less than cramping and stripping bones, which is unforgettable.

Ling Qingchen bit his teeth and clenched his slender fingers into a fist, so as to force himself not to faint by the subversive pain.

Without Gu Yun's explanation, he also knew that once he fainted, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Ling Qingchen's closed eyes and eyelashes trembled uneasily. His thin lips closed tightly and lost blood color. Drops of cold sweat slipped from his forehead and soaked his clothes. There were wisps of blood seeping out between his fingers in his clenched hand, but he didn't feel it.

Every move of Gu Yun is cautious, lest he hurt Ling Qingchen's already fragile divine pulse.

Although the divine power has the same origin, everyone is still different. Therefore, when the divine power of Gu Yun enters Ling Qingchen's body, he immediately receives rejection, which exacerbates the pain Ling Qingchen has to bear.