Isolated Island (7)

Ran Xueyi had never been so afraid until now. The hunting dogs looked ferocious, and their snouts were drooling. At a glance, one could tell that they'd die just from encountering these dogs. 

And for someone as young and thin as her, can Ran Xueyi survive if they reach her?

Ha…

Huff…

Filled with fear and anxiety, her legs refused to move. No matter how much she willed it to start running, as if her veins were injected with lead, it didn't inch away from where she stood. 

Just as the men and the hunting dogs were getting closer, a cold vice suddenly wrapped around her wrist, pulling her backward and startling her. And before she knew it, her body was sprinting through the dark forest. 

Ran Xueyi glanced from her wrist, then at the young man in front of her. 

"Who—" she started, but the young man with his back towards her interrupted her.

"Don't speak! Just keep running!" he shouted back to her.