Boya is a very handsome guy, and he looks even more innocent when he sleeps at this time.

Ye Fei hesitated slightly, after all, Boya was just an innocent child.

About the same age as him.

Ling Han didn't push him. From his observations of Ye Fei during this period, he knew very well that Ye Fei was definitely not someone who would compromise easily.

Especially after he had just received the news of Lin Qingqing and Xuan Jia's death, he would not allow himself to be soft-hearted at this time.

Sure enough, Ye Fei didn't keep him waiting for long. It only took two or three minutes. Ye Fei took action directly, and the spiritual energy in his hand fell on Boya's head.

Then they gather and finally fall.

Ye Fei's expression was slightly distorted when he looked at Boya, but it only took a moment before everything was smoothed out.

Ye Fei turned around and looked at Ling Han.

"You may have to hurry up, I can feel the mark in his body, and the other party may have noticed it!"

"Ah! Who will kill my son!"

There was a voice coming from Boya's body behind him, and there was a powerful spiritual energy.

Ling Han didn't want to be left here, so he immediately appeared next to Ye Fei, the air around him rippled, and the two of them had disappeared.

Bo Xuan's consciousness projection condensed, looking at the dead Bo Ya, his eyes were full of anger.

Looking around, he didn't see the person who killed his son, because this was a library and not an important place, and he arranged for two people to take care of his son.

If his son wants to go out, these two people will definitely tell him, so the consciousness projection he left behind is not strong, but as long as Boya senses the danger, his consciousness projection can be stimulated, including his disciple Shan

The same goes for words.

But he never imagined that the two people he cared about most would have died without triggering the projection of his consciousness when they encountered danger.

If Shan Yan is saying that it is because he is arrogant and has never thought that he will die, then his son will definitely not make such a mistake. Because his son has no cultivation, he will definitely be inspired as soon as he encounters an enemy.

Yes, but now he died so quietly.

In the library of Xuantian Mansion!

who is it!

Who is it!

Bo Xuan's voice called Fu Shan and Feng Yan in. They wanted to scold who was yelling here, but when they saw Bo Ya who had no breath, they were stunned.

Feng Yan looked at this scene and took half a step back keenly.

Fu Shan, the stupid young man, stepped forward quickly, wanting to confirm whether Boya was really dead.

"boom!"

But he only took a few steps when his whole body flew backwards.

His body hit the ground heavily, and he looked at the projection of Bo Xuan's consciousness with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Headmaster, why did you attack me?"

The pain in his chest told Fu Shan that his ribs might be broken.

"Fu Shan, number five under the shadow! I suspect you of killing Boya, Feng Yan, tie him up for me!"

"yes!"

Feng Yan walked forward calmly and said softly.

"Fu Shan, don't make things difficult for me!"

"Headmaster, I am Fu Daoyuan's son!"

"Well! I know that it has been ten days since your father went to Shadow, and so far no news has been sent back. I suspect that you have already planned it. If I hadn't left a consciousness projection in Boya's body, I'm afraid he would have

You escaped!"

"Fengyan took him to the execution hall!"

"yes!"

Feng Yan took Fu Shan out of the house, and Fu Shan's expression turned extremely ugly.

"Feng Yan, you and I have always been together. You should know that I didn't have time to kill Mr. Boya!"

"Really? I don't remember you and I being together! I can't help getting rid of suspicion!"

"What?"

Fu Shan couldn't believe that his friend would say this.

At this time, Feng Yan was half-supporting Fu Shan, the corner of his mouth curled up, and his palm fell directly on Fu Shan's chest, and his spiritual energy surged.

"Well!"

Fu Shan's eyes widened, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he pushed Feng Yan away.

Feeling the spiritual energy rolling inside his body, Fu Shan roared.

"Why are you doing this to me?"

Feng Yan chuckled.

"Fu Shan, you should know that your father and my father have never dealt with each other because your Fu family and my Feng family have been unable to hold their heads high. How do you think the master will treat your Fu family if you die without any evidence?"

"But we are brothers!"

Fu Shan clutched his chest, still unable to believe what was happening now. It was too unbelievable.

It's just that the spiritual energy in his body was disordered at this time. He was already severely wounded by the master, but his heart was completely broken by Feng Yan. Now he is a dying person in the true sense.

Feng Yan walked up to Fu Shan and sneered.

"Brother? Do you think that if you didn't have the identity of Shadow, I would call you brothers? You are really naive!"

Feng Yan's hand surged with spiritual energy.

"You can't kill me, the master still needs my confession!"

"Fu Shan colluded with the devil and murdered the son of the leader. I can testify! But you rose up to resist because the matter was exposed. In order to prevent you from escaping, I fought with you and accidentally killed you!"

"No, I didn't collude with the devil!"

"Fu Shan, you won't forget how many book boys you sent to the library during this period!"

"That's because there are a large number of book children who can no longer work!"

When he said this, Fu Shan finally understood.

"It's you! Did you arrange it?"

"It's not that stupid, but it's a pity that it's too late to understand! My brother, I will send you on your way!"

Feng Yan said, and with a palm fall, Fu Shan lost his breath. Even to the end of his life, he still couldn't believe that he died in the hands of his most trusted brother.

After Feng Yan killed Fu Shan, he punched the people around him a few times, and then punched his own arm. His flesh and blood were all blurred, but it only looked miserable, but there was no real injury.

Muscles and bones.

Obviously he was very experienced in this area, and then he forcefully vomited out blood and ran towards the direction of the execution hall.

Besides, where Bo Xuan himself is, the consciousness projection has already conveyed the news of Bo Ya's death.

He, who was practicing meditation, opened his eyes, which were full of scarlet.

"Shadow! You are so cruel!"

"puff!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he spurted out a mouthful of blood. He simply couldn't bear the news that came back to him while he was practicing.

At this time, it was already the inner demons that were causing trouble and he was possessed.

But Bo Xuan was already in harmony with nature. As this mouthful of blood spurted out, the aura around him surged, but the power of endless attributes was soft and penetrated into his body, helping him stabilize his body and mind.

It took a long time for Boxuan to recover.
Chapter completed!