Outside the barrier, a group of young men and women were walking towards it. They were all wearing the same clothes, the uniform of the disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Sect.
Xue Fanxin had seen disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Sect before, so she recognized them at a glance. She hid on a dense tree and watched as the disciples walked over.
She did not have a good impression of the people from the Heavenly Spirit Sect. Although she did not want to overturn a boat with one stroke, she could see the same character as Du Yuxuan from these disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Sect. It was very dislikable.
These people were after the five-colored elk. She only gave them one word: courting death.
