Jingyang's heart was filled with despair. He quietly let go of the tall grass he had parted, and lay helpless on the ground, hoping that the beast on the slope hadn't actually seen him...,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.,But, this tiny swaddle, is clearly for a newborn baby.。