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Jingyang's head was in a whirl, he just wanted to escape this pile of corpses as quickly as possible. He used his hands and feet, slipping several times, his legs going soft, squeezing through the towering, messy grass, trying to climb out.,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...,Three gray wolves in a pincer formation, pushed aside the clumps of grass, stepped with all four paws, and let out a low growl like a threat, slowly pacing towards Jingyang.。