Jingyang let out a long sigh of frustration, and as he took a deep breath again, his gaze slowly changed - how could there be such a heavy metallic smell,Jingyang was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, completely sobering him up.,From some point, Jing Yang gradually calmed down. He leaned against the pile of rocks, sitting cross-legged, staring intently at the three wild wolves that had advanced to his front. The bits of meat in their teeth and the sickeningly bloody smell were all clearly visible...。