Chapter 1112: To get a wife like this (1/2)

”Where are you taking my wife?”

It was impossible for Feng Xinglang to let these soldiers carry his woman away from him alone.

”none of your business!”

The headed camouflage suit seemed a little impatient. This tossing back and forth is really difficult for the army.

The words of the camouflage clothes caused Feng Xinglang to get angry and kicked the man straight.

”She's my wife, you say it's none of my business!”

Feng Xinglang's suffocation came. For a moment, the original calm and the city government were all left behind.

Perhaps his frizz at this moment had an inseparable relationship with Yan Bang's life and death.

A few clicks, all the loaded muzzles aimed at Feng Xinglang's head.

”Don't shoot! I will go with you!”

Xue Luo quickly squeezed forward and hugged her husband's waist, preventing him from being able to act calmly again.

”Snow falls ...” Feng Xinglang sturdy.

”Xinglang, don't worry, they won't hurt me. I'll go back when I go.”

Xue Luo calmed Feng Xinglang's angry cheeks. ”Trust me, nothing will happen. You want to go home early and see Nono.”

”I'll go with you!”

Feng Xinglang still could not rest assured that the woman was taken away alone.

”Lock him in!”

With one stroke at a time, the injured Feng Xinglang may not have a chance to win, not to mention the three of them still joined forces. The **** slammed heavily on Feng Xinglang's neck, and he immediately weakened.

”Don't fight ... Don't fight! I'll go with you! Don't fight!”

Xue Luo exclaimed, trying to protect the beaten husband, but was grabbed tightly by the head of camouflage clothing.

The semi-fainted Feng Xinglang was dragged in, and Xue Luo could only leave with them.

Immediately after leaving the bottom cabin, a snowfall saw someone blocking the exit.

The comer stood against the light, and his thin figure was somewhat book-savvy.

”Xue Luo ...” Fang Yiyan actively called for Xue Luo.

Xue Luo only glanced at the person slightly, then lowered his head. To this day, she does not seem to want to talk to Fang Yiyan more.

”I know you hate me ...”

”Why should I hate you? In fact, we are all victims! No one wants to see Aunt Fang's death.”

The thought of her husband, Feng Xinglang, who was locked in the bottom cabin, did not want to open the snow, but still forced himself to talk with Fang Yiyan ‘open heart’. Under the eaves, one had to bow his head for perfection.

”Snow fell, I'm really sorry ... I don't know my father ...”

Fang Yiyan said and stopped.

”Brother Fang, I can understand what Uncle Fang does. I think Uncle Fang is also eager to protect his son and love his wife!”

Xue Luo tried to suppress the resentment in her heart as much as possible, softening her tone again and again. It sounds exceptionally sensible and docile, and can be in a position to think for others.

Fang Yiyan sighed slightly, ”Snow falls, I will persuade my father to let you and Feng Xinglang go.”

”Then I would like to thank you, Brother Fang!” Xue Luo said humbly.

”Snow falls, between us ...”

”Yanzi, the general wants to see Lin Xueluo. It won't be good if we delay it further. We can't explain it either.”