Then Jing Yang turned his head and saw a patch of gray wolf tail poking out from the grass, less than half a meter from his face.,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.,The soft fur was hard to notice, and it moved without wind, gently drifting towards the wolf in the middle.。