Chapter 7: The Young Marshal

Xue Mo never imagined that Chen Yifeng would let the dog bite people, a vicious dog leaped from the door, and the man who changed his mind stood with his hands in his hands and commanded his family to close the vermilion lacquer door.

The white heads and hearts promised for a lifetime are torn clean under the claws and fangs of this beast.

The smell of fishy smell came to his face, and the dog's mouth was forked on the shoulder of the snow mole.

The sharp pain spread all over her body, blocking her heart like a withered tree, pinching the dog's neck with red eyes, she still has a father to save, how can she die under the mouth of a beast?

Her strength is losing little by little, even a good Yin Xuewei can't fight a vicious dog, not to mention that she has been frozen in the snow for so long.

The vicious dog tore at her frantically, and half of the sleeves were torn apart, revealing the girl's white and delicate arms.

The man in the car tightened his eyes and bit the cigar on his lip......

Snort, the placket of the dress was also torn, the saliva of the dog's mouth dripped on the girl's snow-white skin, the rough tongue licked the arteries in her neck, the dog's eyes were full of wild light, this beast seemed to know that a bite would spurt sweet blood.

Xue Wei's eyes turned black for a while, and the hands holding the dog's neck also hung down softly, losing their strength.

Is it really like that? She is unwilling, unwilling!

Bang, a loud sound poured into her eardrums, forcibly pulling her sanity back, the smell of gunpowder lingered on the tip of her nose, and the pressure on her body suddenly decreased, and the beast that was still fierce just now had fallen from her and fell to the snow and convulsed.

Its belly was a blur, staining the snow beneath it red.

Yin Xuewei subconsciously wanted to move her body, but she didn't expect that her legs were frozen and numb because she knelt for too long, and she fell next to the vicious dog.

Blood stuck to the plain white cloak, and she subconsciously shrank her feet and moved.

A pair of big feet blocked her way, and she looked down to see a pair of shiny leather boots.

Further up was dark blue tweed military pants, a palm-wide black belt, and before she could look up, the other party had already squatted down to help her up, "Miss Yin, are you okay?" ”

Banban is having a Chinese face, with a little sympathy between his eyebrows, looking at which military lord's adjutant should be his clothes.

Xue Mo wanted to salute, but she couldn't move like a wooden man, so she had to say: "Thank you, Your Excellency will repay Xue Mo for leaving his name, but now the situation is still good, and there are many vicious dogs in this house." ”

Adjutant Zhang smiled coldly: "Miss Yin, don't be afraid, don't talk about a few dogs, their deceptive method can kill even people." ”

This is to support her, but Xue Wei shuddered when she heard it, thinking that it was too cruel.

Xue Mo has never liked to associate with people in the army, and she is reluctant to be blessed, "That Xue Mo took his leave first." ”

Adjutant Zhang stopped her, "Miss Yin, our young marshal is in the car in front, you were the one he asked me to rescue, you should go and thank our young marshal." ”

This is reasonable, Xue Wei nodded, "Trouble Your Excellency." ”

Xue Wei's feet were numb and it was inconvenient to walk, so Adjutant Zhang helped her weakly and walked towards the black car step by step.

Xue Mo lowered her eyebrows, and her voice was low and tactful: "This young marshal, Xue Mo thank you for saving your life." ”

There was no response in the car, and through the glass, Xue Mo vaguely saw a tall figure.

She was slightly blessed again, and raised her voice again: "Thank you for Young Marshal's life-saving grace." ”

The silence, as if from eternity, was so cold that her face was about to freeze revealed heat, and Xue Wei felt extremely embarrassed, even more unbearable than waiting at the door of Chen's house to let the guests come and go to laugh.