Facing the three increasingly menacing, man-eating wolves, in that instant when the sense of impending death shrouded his heart, Jing Yang felt his brain cells wither and regenerate at an unprecedented rate, desperately trying to find a way to survive. No matter how imaginative he was, it seemed unrealistic. Was this even a transmigration Before he could figure it out, he was about to be devoured by wolves again, or perhaps just have a meal...,A string of doubts flashed through his mind like electricity, but Jing Yang knew there was no time. He immediately controlled the body of the wolf in the middle, without hesitation, slammed into the wolf on the left, then let out a low growl and pounced on the wolf on the right, launching a surprise attack! Jing Yang howled, biting down hard on the struggling wolf's throat, gushing blood into his mouth.,The wolf, controlled by Jingyang, paced to Jingyang's side and, with the perspective of an observer, looked at its own pale new appearance. The newly learned little guy was shorter than this adult wolf. Then he looked at the swaddled baby in the woman's arms who had been dead for a long time... Who was the original baby in the swaddle, and where did it go。