Looking back on that time, 22-year-old Qin Lang was in college and crazily pursuing Zhang Wen.,If this were a minor ailment, Qin Lang could easily solve it. However, now that Qin Lang's cultivation is gone and all he has left is a sliver of true qi swirling within him, it's barely enough to delay the flow of Qin Chuan's life force!,Qin Lang glanced at his uncle, even though Ren Shangwu didn't speak much, Qin Lang could see concern in his eyes. After all, his mother Ren Qing was his own sister, and this uncle still carried a familial affection.。