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The secret room was filled with the flashing of swords and sabers. Under the candlelight, Bo Yuan kept his body steady and fought back against the two men in an orderly manner.

Bo Yuan had not participated in much fighting, so he still had a lot of physical strength left.

Si Yan and Boya were exhausted, but they did not dare to be careless and attacked Bo Yuan with all their strength.

Bo Yuan stared at Boya: "Xiao Ya, I am your master, you can't treat me like this..."

Boyuan's voice still has a certain allure to Boya.

Especially when his eyes looked at Boya, Boya couldn't help but look painful and hold his head.

The moment Boya hesitated, Boyuan stared at the injuries on Si Yan's body.

Just as Si Yan was about to stab with his sword, Bo Yuan grabbed Si Yan's shoulder and pinched his wound with his five fingers.

Si Yan didn't say a word, and a mouthful of blood flowed out of his mouth.

Boya suddenly went crazy and rushed towards Boyuan.

Si Yan swung his sword and slashed at Bo Yuan's abdomen.

The clothes on Boyuan's stomach were torn, but not a drop of blood flowed out.

He smiled faintly at Si Yan: "I've already told you that I'm wearing golden soft armor, and I'm invulnerable to swords and spears."

"I will kill you." Boya shouted angrily, his eyes red, and raised his sword to chop down at Boyuan's head.

Bo Yuan waved his sword to block Boya's attack, raised his foot and kicked Boya out.

Boya fell to the ground, got up again, and rushed towards Boyuan.

"Xiaoya, stop!" Boyuan calmed himself and spoke to Boya in a gentle voice.

His eyes seemed to have a captivating power that made Boya unable to help but look at him.

As soon as Boya looked into Boyuan's eyes, he could no longer retain his remaining sanity.

Si Yan's left arm was covered in blood and he could hardly lift it.

She glanced at Bo Yuan and found that when Bo Yuan was fighting, he always went to where the candlelight was brightest.

Si Yan suddenly rushed forward and Bo Yuan swung his sword to meet him, but Si Yan did not attack him. Instead, he extinguished the candle behind him.

Boya shook his head vigorously, rushed forward, and extinguished all the candles that were still lit around.

It was dark all around, and Bo Yuan was indeed a little uncomfortable. He moved his feet twice and was tripped by two corpses.

Si Yan has long been accustomed to fighting in the dark, while Boya's fighting power has greatly increased because he cannot see Bo Yuan's eyes.

The two men pressed forward step by step, desperately trying to kill Bo Yuan.

Bo Yuan was unable to resist for a moment and retreated step by step...

Since he was wearing soft armor, Si Yan gave up attacking his upper body and instead attacked his lower body.

After a while, the two heard Bo Yuan gasp. He was stabbed twice in the thigh.

"Xiaoya! Xiaoya!"

Boyuan kept calling out, but his voice could no longer maintain its previous calmness and gentleness, and thus his influence on Boya was greatly reduced.

Bo Yuan had no choice but to take out a fire starter from his sleeve, but just as he threw it away, it was knocked down by Si Yan's sword.

Bo Yuan's face flashed in the firelight, and Si Yan stomped on the fire to put out the fire.

Boya rushed forward and fought with Boyuan in the dark. While dealing with Boya, Boyuan was also on guard against Si Yan, but he could no longer figure out which direction Si Yan was.

It turned out that Si Yan had retreated.

Boya attacked quickly. Thinking that Boyuan had killed his parents, he was filled with anger and his sword moves became more and more fierce.

At this moment, there was a sound of wind passing through the air. Bo Yuan swung his sword backwards, but did not see Si Yanren.

Si Yan just threw a sword, Bo Yuan blocked it, and Boya stabbed again.

At this moment, Si Yan's sword attacked from behind and pierced Bo Yuan's neck.

Bo Yuan quickly lowered his head and dodged, but Si Yan's sword still pierced his scalp.

At this time, Boya's sword also slashed towards Boyuan.

Si Yan turned the sword and swept it towards Bo Yuan's neck again. He and Boya slashed at Bo Yuan from the left and right at the same time.

Bo Yuan had no way to avoid it, and in desperation, he held the sword with both hands.

Blood dyed Bo Yuan's palm red. Si Yan took advantage of the situation and swung his sword hard, cutting off half of Bo Yuan's palm.

"Ah--" Bo Yuan couldn't bear it any longer, screamed, and stepped back.

Si Yan and Boya immediately swung their swords and stabbed Bo Yuan in the face, and Bo Yuan let out another shrill scream.

The next moment, Boya swung his sword and chopped at Boyuan's head.

With a "puff" sound, Bo Yuan's head fell to the ground, and his body fell to the ground with blood gushing out.

Si Yan and Boya also lost all their strength and fell to the ground.

"Ayan..." Yan Longyi's voice sounded outside the door again as the sound of fighting inside disappeared.

"Young Master!" Bolian couldn't help but shout.

There was no sound in the empty secret room. As soon as Boya opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He crawled out of the pile of corpses and crawled towards where Si Yan was based on his feeling.

Boya was not far away from Si Yan. After crawling two steps, he came to Si Yan's side, spitting blood from his mouth and fell down.

The secret room was completely silent, and the piled bones emitted a foul odor.

Finally, a ray of light appeared at the entrance of the mechanism, and the people outside dug a hole in the secret room.

Yan Longyi and everyone else worked together to move the last blocking stone, his palms already covered in blood.

Bolian quickly stepped forward and crawled into a hole in front of him that was only big enough for one person.

Yan Longyi's heart was beating like a drum, and he followed Bo Lian in.

"Young Master!" Bolian shouted, and the silence inside frightened him.

He had never been afraid of anything, but at this moment, he was so afraid of losing his son.

The secret room was filled with a strong and nauseating smell of blood, and there was a suffocating smell in the air.

"Ayan!" Yan Longyi shouted, but no one responded.

His heart couldn't stop trembling. Yunqiao and others who came in later, holding torches, couldn't help but gasp when they saw the tragic scene inside.

Yan Longyi stepped on the corpses and looked around for Si Yan.

Bolian kept turning over the corpse, looking for his master.

In a daze, Si Yan heard someone calling her name, and the familiar voice made her want to respond.

But she couldn't open her eyes and her mind was like a mess.

The pain all over her body made her fall down continuously, as if she was falling into an abyss.

"Boya? Boya, what's wrong with you?" Si Yan opened his lips, but his mouth was blocked by blood.

Yan Longyi heard a slight noise and quickly ran towards Si Yan. He looked at the woman lying on the ground, covered in wounds, with red eyes.

"Yunqiao." Yan Longyi spoke in a trembling voice, and Yunqiao hurriedly walked towards this side.

At this moment, Si Yan, as if by reflex, swung the sword in his hand and stabbed Yan Longyi.

"Ayan, it's me." Yan Longyi gently held Si Yan's wrist, his eyes full of pain.

"Who are you?" Si Yan asked sternly.

"I am Yan Longyi." Yan Longyi's heart was broken and he replied with sobs.

Si Yan opened his eyes violently, and saw the familiar figure of a man under the light of the torch.

Si Yan finally felt relieved and opened his lips forcefully: "Save Boya."

"Okay, okay, don't worry." Yan Longyi responded and looked around, but didn't see Boya.

Looking back, Boya was right at Si Yan's feet, right in front of him.

"Boya is here." Yan Longyi looked at Boya, who was also covered in wounds, and replied in a hoarse voice.

Bo Lian quickly led his men and rushed towards his young master.