Jingyang's breathing quickened, he looked at his own palm in disbelief, his gaze following upward...,Jingyang carefully moved backward, his eyes fixed on the back of the wolf that was eating.,Soon, the wild wolf stopped struggling. Jing Yang felt a strange aura again, drilling into his heart, both cold and hot. His heart twitched violently. Just as he had struggled to stand up, he fell back onto his buttocks.。