Qīngfēng Zhèn everyone is sighing, it's really a flower blooming on manure!,Qin Lang's eyes lit up. The crimson four-clawed fire dragon in his mind was undoubtedly his own martial soul, but at this moment, the fire dragon was extremely faint, and its soul power was very weak.,Qin Lang trembled with fear, he had selflessly dedicated ten years to Ye Keqing, preventing her from being harmed by the backlash and death. He never expected these two would repay kindness with cruelty, attempting to steal Qin Lang's martial soul!。