Jingyang yanked on the throat of the wild wolf beneath his feet, jerking his head back with a splash of blood. He turned to fight the wolf that had ambushed him from behind.,Wild Wolf Jing Yang's pupils contracted. The pentagram of blood quickly dissipated on the enemy wolf's tongue, unable to leave the expected rose-gold pentagram pattern - it was a failure!,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!。