Yan Muhuai threw a backhand punch, retaining about 70% of his strength, but still knocked Ming Fei away.

"Sorry, I didn't control the strength well, but you are a martial artist, so you shouldn't get hurt. It will be over soon. You take a rest first and don't disturb me." After Yan Muhuai said this to Ming Fei, he used his strength to activate the formation on Rong Jin's back. This formation can reverse the evil spirit.

The Tai Chi diagram on the roof was instantly unbalanced, but because of Yan Muhuai's formation, there was no explosion. After the spiritual energy defeated the evil spirit, it chased the evil spirit all the way down and struck Rong Jin like a bolt of lightning.

Rong Jin lived on evil spirits, so even a little bit of spiritual energy entering his body was extremely poisonous to him. His body simply couldn't bear it, and he fainted as soon as he closed his eyes.

Yan Muhuai supported him and gently placed him on the chair.

Ming Fei, who was lying on the ground, was shocked when she saw this. She was knocked down by Yan Muhuai with just one punch?

She simply couldn't believe that the useless thing that she could kick three meters away suddenly became so strong, as if she had seen a ghost!

But Rong Jin just told her last night that Yan Muhuai was dying and would not survive today?

Ming Fei was thinking about it when she suddenly heard a violent cough. She hurried over and saw Yan Muhuai letting go of Rong Jin. He covered his chest and coughed until his face turned pale. Then he spat out a mouthful of blood and could not stand and half-knelt on the ground.

"Host, how are you?" Thirty-five was almost dying of anxiety when he saw Yan Muhuai suddenly started coughing and spitting blood again.

Yan Muhuai did not answer thirty-five. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, stood up with difficulty, and sat down on the chair next to him. He looked up and saw the unconscious Rong Jin opposite him.

Ming Fei also took the opportunity to stand up, pressed her chest and walked step by step to Rong Jin. She first took his pulse, and only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that his life was not in danger.

"You are not Yan Muhuai, you are possessed by a ghost?" Ming Fei looked at Yan Muhuai vigilantly, but she could not see anything.

Even as Rong Jin said last night, she couldn’t feel the deathly aura in Yan Muhuai at all!

"I guess so!" Yan Muhuai said weakly, "I'm here to save your boss. I have no other intentions. I won't harass him anymore."

Although Ming Fei disliked Yan Muhuai, she saw his behavior just now and he did save Rong Jin.

He even saved everyone who was currently in the western area of ​​Huaicheng.

"Thank you very much." Without mentioning the past, Ming Fei should say thank you to Yan Muhuai right now.

Yan Muhuai said: "If you really want to thank me, then help me block those things outside. I still need to wait a little longer."

Ming Fei could see that Yan Muhuai was in a very bad condition. Could it be that, as Rong Jin said last night, Yan Muhuai would not survive today?

He could have survived, but he became dying because he helped Rong Jin suppress the evil spirit.

Before I could think of an answer, I heard a commotion outside the door.

"You take a rest, leave the things outside to me!" Ming Fei said, and walked towards the door with a sullen face.

The restriction on the door had been removed when Yan Muhuai vomited blood. Now when someone knocks on the door outside, the wooden door will creak.

"What are you doing?" Ming Fei opened the door a crack and shouted outside.

Yan Xunyi brought people from the program crew here with the purpose of letting them witness Yan Muhuai shamelessly pestering Rong Jin again. There were even people behind holding up their phones to record it.

Because he knew how much Rong Jin hated Yan Muhuai. As long as he opened the door, Yan Muhuai would surely behave in an ugly manner. He must record it and put it online to make his reputation even worse.

But he didn't expect that the person who came to open the door would be Ming Fei.

"I'm sorry, Sister Mingfei, I saw Yan Muhuai break in and I couldn't stop him. I was afraid that he would harass Mr. Rong, so I called everyone together to drag him out." Yan Xunyi said this in front of everyone, and naturally he had no intention of saving face for Yan Muhuai.

Besides, everyone here is a staff member of the program team, and everyone knows Yan Muhuai's character.

He called everyone over in the hope that he could use them to spread the news of Yan Muhuai's shameless harassment.

"Master Yan has misunderstood. It was Mr. Rong who invited Yan Muhuai here." Ming Fei swept everyone with a cold gaze, "Mr. Rong is discussing something. I hope you will keep quiet."

Ming Fei closed the door immediately after she finished speaking.

Yan Xunyi stood at the door with a distorted face, and it took him a long time to recover.

"What's going on? When did Brother Bai Daydream become so close to Mr. Rong?" someone whispered from the back.

Yan Xunyi took a deep breath, forced a stiff smile and turned his head, "Mr. Rong should be doing this for my father's sake and doesn't want things to get too ugly!"

"In that case, let's go quickly. We still have to prepare for the recording. Let's not waste time here." A group of people whispered and evacuated quickly, not daring to offend Rong Jin in the slightest.

If Yan Xunyi hadn't said that Yan Muhuai had broken into Rong Jin's room and he couldn't stop him alone, they wouldn't have dared to appear near the Twelve Petals.

Ming Fei closed the door and returned to the dining table. After glancing at Yan Muhuai, she walked around and helped the unconscious Rong Jin into the lounge next door.

When she came out again, Yan Muhuai said, "Assistant Ming, could you please go out and inform Mayor Chen? Tell him that the crisis is over and he doesn't need to control the situation anymore."

Ming Fei looked back at the door of the lounge, then looked at Yan Muhuai's current condition, and made sure that he could not do anything during this period before agreeing to his request.

"Thirty-five, what's that look in her eyes?" Yan Muhuai asked the system.

Thirty-five pondered for a moment, "Well... maybe she was afraid that you would go in and molest Rong Jin when she was not around? After all, if there was such an opportunity in the past, the previous host would never let it go!"

Yan Muhuai snorted disdainfully, but thinking of the stunning glimpse he had just gotten, he couldn't help but sigh, he is worthy of being the male protagonist of this world, his appearance is truly beyond reproach.

However, what impressed him most was Rong Jin's eyes, which made him feel very familiar.

"Didn't you say you had information about Rong Jin's background? Tell me in detail." Yan Muhuai said to Thirty-Five.

Thirty-five felt strange, "Why? Master Host, you didn't care about his affairs before, why are you suddenly interested?"

It had a vague sense of foreboding in its heart.

The next moment, Yan Muhuai said, "I can't explain it to you clearly, just think that I was attracted by your beauty!"

"I knew it! Rong Jin's face is a disaster for the country and the people. Even if you have a new soul, you will be powerless to meet him. But my host, he doesn't like men. You have finally saved your life, please don't jump into the fire pit, okay?" Thirty-five was almost worried to death.

Yan Muhuai was too lazy to waste time talking to it, "Either tell me Rong Jin's life story, or die!"

"Okay!" Thirty-five responded, "Rong Jin was originally an abandoned child of the Rong family. The heir that the Rong family had been training with all their strength was his younger brother. However, two years ago, he suddenly appeared in front of everyone and used thundering means to seize the position of the head of the family. He took over all the industries of the Rong family and founded Jiuzhou Entertainment. In just two years, he became the leader of the domestic entertainment industry..."

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