Qin Lang secretly praised in his heart. This kind of person who sacrifices himself for his other half, moths flying into the fire and selfless dedication, is rare on both Earth and the Lingwu Continent, worthy of admiration.,Since he has come, let him be. Qin Lang was quite curious about what kind of existence the Martial Soul was. He immediately calmed his mind and focused his attention in his brain. Directly, he discovered a palm-sized crimson four-clawed fire dragon Martial Soul suspended deep within his mind.,A slender, delicate hand pushed open the door, and then a graceful purple shadow appeared in Qin Lang's bedroom.。