Immortal Fog filled the air, shadows darted to and fro.
Someone, who should have been called "little lamb," had earned the title "Human Charm" through a fierce battle.
Indeed, there was a large difference between Lu Ran and the Night Charm Clan.
Their races were different, as were their garments, and their techniques were not entirely the same either.
Yet their styles were alarmingly similar!
Both were swift, with agile postures; both were fierce, striking ruthlessly.
Most notably, both bore an aura of wickedness.
Had it not been for Lu Ran riding on Immortal Hoof, many would have mistaken him for a disciple of the Night Charm...
"Ding~Ding~"
Amidst two crisp sounds, Lu Ran flung a couple of Night Charm Blades and pressed on the remaining Night Charm.
"Sss..."
The Night Charm let out a low growl.
This clan was of the reticent type, much more so than Lang Zhixuan; they seldom cried out.
Now, emitting a low moan, it was clearly intrigued by Lu Ran.
