93. Fooled an Exchange Student

The wind and snow howled, and there was no other sound.

The mountain path was dark, without any light.

However, no matter how dim the light was, the cultivators could still see clearly.

Two vengeful spirit cultivators were guarding the edge of the area. They sat cross-legged, recovering their strength while releasing their divine senses to observe their surroundings.

Suddenly, the two of them felt something unusual and opened their eyes at the same time.

When he carefully sensed it, it seemed that there were footsteps in the wind and snow.

"Why are there footsteps? Where did you get it?"

" Cultivators ride their swords and ride the wind. Only mortals would walk. But in such weather and in such a remote place, which mortal would come? "

The two vengeful spirit cultivators looked in the direction of the voice as they spoke.