What the hell, you three damn dogs, are you toying with your prey or saving this fresh meat for last,A flash of white light passed, strands of hair scattered and fell away silently, but on the inside of the wolf's ears, a magenta five-pointed star pattern remained on its skin.,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!。