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.,If it weren't for saving Ye Keqing's life, every day would pour the condensed soul power into his own. How could his soul power be so weak!,Her features are delicate and three-dimensional, with skin as white as freshly fallen snow. Her beauty is so captivating, it can enthrall everyone who lays eyes upon her. She is truly a vision of breathtaking allure!。