The villain wants to die with all his heart [Crossing the Book]

That hand was quietly placed in front of him, even though its owner was emotionally unstable, he still remained firm and stubborn, and Gu Yu finally held it.

The tentacles have a slightly cool temperature, which is different from Lu Fenghan's cold physique caused by cultivating the cold attribute, Xie Yan's pure low temperature is more like the low temperature caused by a weak body state.

Gu Yu looked serious, and cautiously probed into Xie Yan's body bit by bit with his spiritual power, and found the meridians where the spiritual power formed a thin line, and prepared to go deeper gradually, but...

The next moment Gu Yu suddenly looked up at Xie Yan, his face couldn't hide his horror, even the hand that grabbed Xie Yan's wrist couldn't help but tighten, "Your meridians?!"

At the moment when the spiritual power first entered, it was unimpeded like all monks, and even because of the broadness and tenacity of the meridians, the spiritual power was running very smoothly.

But this feeling stopped abruptly in the next second, as if being disrupted by a huge force, the so-called broad and tough meridians were like a mess, densely intertwined indiscriminately;

There are even a few sections that are like rags, dilapidated, and the thread-like spiritual power is extremely difficult to move forward, and it is difficult to find a way to move forward.

Such meridians... can't be cultivated at all!

Even for ordinary mortals without cultivation aptitude, their meridians are thousands of times better than Xie Yan's!

And carrying such meridians is like inserting thousands of needles in the body, enduring the pain of meridian rupture all the time.

But, how could this happen?Isn't Xie Yan a "genius monster" recognized by the cultivation world?

The eight characters of "peerless talent" and "rarely encountered in a hundred years" have been deeply engraved on Xie Yan's body since he was born. It is almost the first time this person was born, and almost everyone thinks that he is the sure success of the Northern Cold Sect. One person in power, there is absolutely no other possibility of accidents.

With such a talent and background, if Gu Yu hadn't known that the protagonist of the book "The Immortal Journey" was Shen Yuan, he might have thought that Xie Yan in front of him was the son of destiny in this world, the undisputed Long Aotian!

But this "Hope of the Northern Cold Sect", the meridians in his body are broken beyond imagination at this moment, which is completely different from the eight-character label...

Gu Yu looked at Xie Yan in a daze, and was speechless—

So this is... the reason why Xie Yan was afraid of being probed by spiritual power just now?So, is this the root cause of Xie Yan's perennial illness that has not been disclosed in the plot?

"Ayu..." The person in front of him seemed to take a deep breath, and those eyes that had been avoiding him finally moved back and met Gu Yu's eyes, but the emotion inside was too deep, and his thin, bloodless eyes were almost bloodless. Her lips seemed to be lifted from both sides, and a stiff smile appeared, "Do you think that I am a useless person like this?"

Xie Yan's tone was so low and disappointed, as if he was waiting for a sentence of judgment that was finally hanging over his head with an unknown outcome.

The wrist held by Gu Yu kept curling his fingers into his palm. Gu Yu could even feel the slight trembling under his palm, as well as the clattering heartbeat from the pulse attached to it, just like Xie Yan trying to hide in front of him. The uneasiness behind the stiff smile.

At this moment, it seems that all words are pale and fragile and lose their meaning.

Gu Yu didn't have time to think about anything else, he didn't think about why Xie Yandu only wanted to show his wounds to him, and was even willing to strip all the secrets and expose the cruel truth naked in front of him.

He just followed the most direct and true thoughts in his heart and hugged her directly.

His hand is still on Xie Yan's wrist, but the other hand goes around the back of Xie Yan's head and presses his chin on his shoulder, just like this person likes to do when they meet each other for the first time. like that.

The boy's clear voice rang in his ears—

"you are not."

"Only those who are willing to degenerate are called useless people. A Yan, you have never given up on yourself, so how could you be a useless person?!"