The crazy male protagonist is actually my good disciple from another world

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Rong Jin asked anxiously while helping Yan Muhuai wipe the blood from his mouth.

Thirty-five flew back, almost crying in anxiety, "Did I lose all my merit points? No, I checked, there are still a lot. What's going on? Master, please tell me..."

Yan Muhuai leaned weakly in Rong Jin's arms, "Yi Qu, something happened to Yi Qu."

"Yi Qu? Isn't he your ghost servant? You were fine, how could something happen to him?" Thirty-five was anxious and reacted a lot faster.

Rong Jin saw that Yan Muhuai was really upset, so he raised his hand to touch his chest to help him calm down, "I'm afraid the one who got into trouble was not Yi Qu, but Rong Yu."

"Yes, it's Rong Yu. Go back and save them." Yan Muhuai pushed Rong Jin's arm, but he couldn't muster any strength.

"If this problem is not resolved, will it continue to affect you?" Rong Jin did not move immediately, still holding Yan Muhuai tightly.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? That Yi Qu is not obedient at all. He must have secretly used the master's merit points in order to save your brother. You should go back quickly!" Thirty-five was extremely anxious.

Yan Muhuai no longer had the strength to speak, he just leaned on Rong Jin and nodded.

"Okay, I'll carry you back to the room first." Rong Jin carried Yan Muhuai into the room, put him on the bed, kissed him on the forehead before leaving the room.

Ming Fei had already booked the tickets, so they could go directly to the airport.

"Xiao Ersi, you go back with him. I will stay to take care of the master." Sanshiwu said to Mingfei.

Rong Jin had other instructions, "No need, I can go back by myself, Ming Fei stay."

Thirty-five has no body, and its arms and legs are short, so it can't even help Yan Muhuai drink water.

"Let Xiao Ersi accompany you back. We don't know what the situation is in your family. Although you have evil spirit, my master and I are better at dealing with ghosts. You take her with you. If the situation is urgent, I can borrow my body to help you." Although Sanshiwu said that he hated Rong Jin, he was still very worried about him.

"Boss, I think what Sanshiwu said makes sense. I'll go back with you first, and Sanshiwu will stay here to take care of things. Besides, don't we have Yan Ce?" Ming Fei said as he took out his cell phone, edited a message and sent it to Yan Ce.

After sending the message, she looked at the time on her phone. It was almost eleven o'clock. Logically, Yan Ce should have returned long ago. Could it be that he went to live in Chensangluo again?

However, even if he went to Chen Sangluo's house and received her text message, he would still come back to take care of Yan Muhuai.

"Okay, then we'll go there and come back soon." Rong Jin had a handsome face, "Then I'll trouble you, Thirty-Five, to take care of Master."

Thirty-five raised his head and said, "You don't need me to tell you. I will take good care of the master. You guys should leave quickly and don't waste time. The sooner you deal with the master, the sooner his suffering will end."

These words made Rong Jin no longer hesitate, and he immediately took Ming Fei away.

Yan Muhuai also wanted Ming Fei to go back with Rong Jin, but he didn't have the energy to speak. Fortunately, after Sanshiwu regained his memory, he was not so stupid anymore and could guess some of his thoughts.

Thirty-five used his short hands to carry a glass of water to the bedside, then jumped onto the bed and nestled beside Yan Muhuai's pillow.

Ming Fei was still using her cell phone to send messages to remind Sanshiwu, asking him to ask Yan Ce to go home quickly to look after Yan Muhuai.

Sanshiwu sent several messages to Yan Ce but received no response. When he was about to make a phone call, Yan Muhuai, who had taken a break, opened his eyes.

"What time is it?" Yan Muhuai asked Thirty-Five.

"It's half past eleven, master, and Yan Ce hasn't come back yet. I was just about to call him." Thirty-five was very clear in his complaint.

"Well, he'll be back soon, and he might not be in a good mood. You go out and pick him up." Yan Muhuai said as he struggled to prop himself up and sat on the bed.

Thirty-five wanted to help but couldn't because of his short arms and legs.

"Master, don't move. I'll go pick him up." Sanshiwu thought that Yan Muhuai was going to get up by himself, so he jumped down quickly, looking back every few steps to keep him from moving.

It jumped to the door and saw Yan Ce coming back dejectedly, and even passed by it without noticing it.

"Hey! Boy, are you blind? Can't you see that I'm waiting for you here?" Thirty-Five jumped in front of Thirty-Five, hopping to attract his attention.

It jumped up and almost hit Yan Ce's eyes before he came to his senses and subconsciously caught Thirty-Five.

"What are you doing? You scared me." Yan Ce held the thirty-five in both hands, a little angry.

Thirty-five was even more angry. "Why are you the first to complain? I said I was waiting for you to come back here, but you didn't see me! And I sent you so many messages, why didn't you reply to any of them? Was your phone stolen?"

"Message? I didn't hear it." Yan Ce said, holding Thirty-five in one hand and taking out his mobile phone with the other hand. After seeing countless messages, he felt a little suffocated. After clicking on and seeing the content, he panicked and rushed into the house.

"Brother! How are you?" Yan Ce rushed straight into Yan Muhuai's room and saw him leaning on the bed with a pale face and red eyes. "I'm sorry, I didn't see the message. Damn it."

"I'm fine." Yan Muhuai's voice was weak, but he was obviously more energetic than before. He was slowly getting used to the pain. He didn't expect that something would go wrong on Yi Qu's side, otherwise he would have been mentally prepared in advance. He would not have vomited blood and fallen down, scaring everyone.

"Why did you come home so late? Is Chen Sangluo gone?" Yan Muhuai spoke again softly.

Yan Ce looked up when he heard this, "Brother, how did you know? Did you already know that? You knew Luo'er was going to leave."

"Chen Sangluo? Where did he go?" Thirty-five tilted his head and looked at Yan Ce, "He doesn't want you anymore?"

Yan Ce was almost pissed off by Thirty-Five, "Slime, can you please stop talking? I really want to beat you up! It's not that he doesn't want me anymore, he just wants me to study abroad, and I'll have a better future."

"That means they don't want you anymore. No wonder you came back so late. You didn't hide outside and cry until you were tired before coming back, did you?" Thirty-five really doesn't care about other people's feelings.

"Brother, can I beat him?" Yan Ce asked Yan Muhuai.

Yan Muhuai nodded, "Go ahead and beat him up, beat him up to vent your anger."

"You can't catch me." Thirty-five jumped off the bed and flew away, not giving Yan Ce any chance to touch it.

Yan Ce was just talking. He had no intention of playing around with Thirty-five right now.

"Do you really think so?" Yan Muhuai stared at the top of Yan Ce's head.

The boy didn't even dare to look up, for fear that his all-knowing brother would see his inner thoughts.

But Yan Muhuai had already asked, and he couldn't lie.

"This is what I guessed. He was happily taking extra classes with me yesterday, but he suddenly disappeared today. He didn't send me a single message and he didn't answer my calls. I went to his house to look for him, and his aunt said he went abroad and would contact me once he settled down. Brother, you should know why he suddenly went abroad, right? Does everyone know, and I'm the only one who doesn't know?" Yan Ce's voice was full of grievance.