Jingyang was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, completely sobering him up.,The wild wolf lifted its hind leg and scratched its neck, then continued to bite down. Jing Yang suppressed his breathing and moved back again… Then, he heard the sound he didn't want to hear most: rustling in the grass beside him. Soon, two wild wolves with blood dripping from their mouths emerged from either side, their green eyes fixed on Jing Yang.,What the hell, you three damn dogs, are you toying with your prey or saving this fresh meat for last。