"The little one will send the two young masters home." The two servants stepped forward and helped the injured two out of the back mountain.

The remaining four boys remained here, waiting for those who would automatically withdraw from the competition.

On the other side, after Ye Mingyi separated from them, he chased in the direction where Yin Mochen and Ye Zhixia left.

He knew that it would be difficult for him to get out of the labyrinth on his own, not to mention that he was still injured?

Now, as long as you catch up with Ye Zhixia and the others and team up with them temporarily, you can use their abilities to go further.

When the injury on his shoulder healed, he would find a way to get rid of the two of them. At that time, the position of patriarch may be in his pocket!

Ye Mingyi secretly made wishful thinking in his heart, and at the same time accelerated his pace.

When he was in a hurry, Ye Zhixia and Yin Mochen had already chosen an open space to set up a tent and fell asleep peacefully.

When Ye Mingyi walked out of the swamp and returned to the dense forest, it was already dawn.

Sleepless all night, Ye Mingyi's face looked pale and haggard, he rubbed his temples to refresh himself, gritted his teeth and continued to hurry.

The battle with the swamp crocodile last night consumed most of his physical strength, and now he hasn't slept all night, and his energy is not good, if he encounters any danger before finding Ye Zhixia and the others, then his life is likely to be confessed here.

The bright morning sun shone through the dense leaves on his body, Ye Mingyi looked up at the sun for a few seconds, and then cheered up and walked forward step by step.

Now, he has only one person left, and if he wants to get the position of patriarch, he can only rely on his own way.

After walking for a long time, when a warm-colored orange tent appeared in his sight, Ye Mingyi's eyes suddenly lit up, and even a touch of blood appeared on his pale face because of excitement.

Finally found them!

Ye Mingyi excitedly quickened his pace, but after walking not far, he suddenly stopped again. After thinking for a moment, he slowly raised his hand and tore off all the gauze that had been bandaged on his shoulder.

Glancing at the blood stains on his shoulders, his eyes darkened, and he quickly injured himself.

He stabbed his already injured shoulder with his hidden weapon, and pulled it out with all his might.

Immediately, the injured shoulder was bleeding like a column.

He threw the weapon and gauze into the bushes on the side of the road, then covered the bloody hole in his shoulder with his other hand, and staggered slowly towards the tent in the distance.

With each step, blood gushed from the wound on his shoulder. A dark red liquid spilled down his fingertips, dripping down the path he walked.

Fifty meters!

Thirty meters!

Ten meters!

Getting closer and closer to the tent, Ye Mingyi was secretly happy in his heart. He moved his lips and was about to call for help, but it felt like it was black in front of him.

The lines that he had silently rehearsed more than ten times in his heart were stuck in his throat, and his eyelids rolled up, and he directly lost consciousness, fell to the ground and fainted.

In the tent, Yin Mochen immediately opened his phoenix eyes after hearing a muffled sound.

He glanced at the little woman still asleep in his arms, gently moved her to the bed, and got up to unzip the tent.

As soon as he came out of the tent, he saw Ye Mingyi who was lying not far away, looking at him covered in blood, a trace of doubt flashed in Yin Mochen's deep eyes.