The Spirit Deer Carriage stopped in front of the inn, while Wei Feng, Du Fan and the others stood on the left and right side. From the moment Feng Jiu came out of the carriage to the moment she entered the inn, the curious onlookers crowding around could only see a red figure flash by.
After seeing them enter the inn, with the Spirit Deer Carriage just parked outside, many people started whispering: "Hey, look at those two deers, what kind of deers are they? Why are they purple and have a sheen of gold on them?"
"Didn't we all say we've never seen this kind of deer before?" The old man sucked on his cigarette pipe and looked askance at the person who spoke, saying, "Anyway, it's a spirit deer."
"This town usually just sees some passing cultivators or clan disciples or something, and rarely see such a big faction of people, I really don't know what they are in the end?"
"Who knows! Anyway, they are different from us."
