Jingyang suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and goosebumps erupted on his scalp. A wave of cold air shot straight up to his brain from the base of his spine.,Then Jing Yang turned his head and saw a patch of gray wolf tail poking out from the grass, less than half a meter from his face.,One wolf, its throat torn open, gradually stopped struggling. The other two wolves continued to fight. Jingyang took a deep breath of the thick, bloody air, gritting his teeth against the pain in his heart, forcing himself to remain calm. Even if he didn't understand what was really going on, he couldn't afford to make a mistake now...。