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,The soft fur was hard to notice, and it moved without wind, gently drifting towards the wolf in the middle.,Recalling the heart-wrenching pain he had felt before waking, Jing Yang looked around. Surrounded by these corpses, half-buried in towering weeds, he finally understood the reason for his dream-like experience.。