Jingyang lowered his head again and saw, under the pile of corpses, another female corpse. She was dressed in an ordinary gray coat, her eyes half-open as if she hadn't died peacefully. He wasn't a forensic doctor, so he couldn't tell how long the woman and the other men in suits had been dead. But he could see that in the stiff hand of the deceased woman, she was tightly clutching a scattered, empty swaddling cloth…,Three gray wolves in a pincer formation, pushed aside the clumps of grass, stepped with all four paws, and let out a low growl like a threat, slowly pacing towards Jingyang.,If I remember correctly, just before I controlled this wild wolf and managed to kill one with its bite, holding the other back, I felt...like my whole body was submerged in invisible water. Then this mass of water enveloped a single strand of my hair, and then...yes, it bent into the shape of a five-pointed star…。