What the hell, you three damn dogs, are you toying with your prey or saving this fresh meat for last,Jingyang kept retreating, soon bumping into the original pile of corpses. There was no way out.,Was it congenital heart disease Jingyang's face was pale, or... He clutched his chest and looked at the wolf corpse across from him, which was no longer moving after being torn apart. Was that strange breath that pierced into his heart because of this wolf's death。