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.,It seems that the strategy of defending and counterattacking just now was indeed correct... The struggling strength of the enemy wolf under its sharp claws was getting weaker and weaker. Jing Yang secretly let out a breath, fortunately at least he controlled one wild wolf for himself. Otherwise, with his own little arms and legs after crossing over, forget about defending and counterattacking, it would be purely giving the forensic doctor a headache - the body wouldn't even be complete!,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。