"Do you... feel... unwell?" Although the poisonous blood from the wound has been sucked out, Yin Mochen was exhausted and lost a lot of blood. At this time, his handsome face was still pale, and he struggled to speak every word.

"No." Ye Zhixia shook his head and gave him a reassuring smile, "Uncle, don't worry, my body is very strong, this little poison will not pose any threat to me."

It is indeed true. Ye Zhixia's physique is different from ordinary people. When he was shot and soaked in the cold sea water for a long time, he could still save his life. This bit of spider poison is nothing.

Yin Mochen felt relieved when he saw that she was in good spirits.

"It's okay... let's get out of here as soon as possible." He said, trying to stand up with one hand on the ground.

He was a man with a mysophobia. There were several corpses of large spiders not far behind him, and there was an unpleasant smell of blood floating in the air around him. This discomfort was no less than the pain of a wound.

However, he lost too much blood, and as soon as he exerted force, he felt something flash in front of his eyes and fell back to the ground.

"Uncle!" Ye Zhixia threw away the kettle in her hand and quickly reached out to support his body, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable in any way?" Her tone was very urgent, and she was obviously very worried about the man's health.

Yes, she was afraid that Uncle Yin had other injuries in the duel with the death spider just now.

Yin Mochen raised his head to look at her, and slowly shook his head to tell her not to worry: "I'm not..." Unexpectedly, he only uttered two words from his lips, and his vision went dark before he fainted.

"Uncle! Uncle!" Ye Zhixia's expression suddenly changed, and his tone became more and more anxious.

When she shouted several times without getting a response, she stretched out her hand to detect the breath between the man's nose. Although it was a little weak, it was still steady.

Ye Zhixia finally calmed down a little, glanced at the man's bandaged injuries, and thought silently for a few seconds. She decisively carried the two luggage bags in her hands, and then gently carried Yin Mochen on her back.

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She knew that her uncle always liked to be clean, so of course she couldn't stay here overnight.

Ye Zhixia carried her luggage with one hand and supported the man behind her with the other, and walked forward along the path.

The night was silent. Except for the occasional cold wind blowing and rustling the leaves, there was no sound around.

"Uncle, look at the moon being very round tonight!"

"Uncle, are you cold? The wind seems a bit strong tonight."

"Uncle, I have heard the sound of running water. It seems that there should be a mountain spring in front of us. How about we stay by the mountain spring tonight? That way you can take a good bath when you wake up early tomorrow morning."

Although Ye Zhixia knew that Yin Mochen could not hear her, she still kept talking to him, as if he was not unconscious but was walking behind silently.

Sure enough, not long after walking, I saw a winding stream on the side of the path, extending farther away.

"Uncle, let's stay here tonight." Ye Zhixia leaned Yin Mochen under a big tree nearby, opened his luggage bag, took out the tools and started to set up a tent.

She wanted to set up the tent as soon as possible, so she was very careful and focused when setting it up, so she didn't notice a dark figure approaching quietly in the woods.
Chapter completed!