And just crawled out of the swaddling clothes from under the corpse,Jingyang kept retreating, soon bumping into the original pile of corpses. There was no way out.,Was it congenital heart disease Jingyang's face was pale, or... He clutched his chest and looked at the wolf corpse across from him, which was no longer moving after being torn apart. Was that strange breath that pierced into his heart because of this wolf's death。