Chapter 375
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On the tenth day, the morning glow dyed the sky red.
Outside the Law Enforcement Tower, several figures stood quietly in the sunset, motionless. They stared at the cold and ferocious iron tower, as if waiting for something...
"There are two more hours. If the tower door does not open, he will die in the Law Enforcement Tower!" Palace Master Wang Yi said lightly.
Behind him, there were five black-robed deacons. Their eyes were cold and emotionless.
As the time approached, people gathered outside the Law Enforcement Tower one after another.
Most of these people were disciples from the Inner Palace, Outer Palace, and even Odd Job Disciples. They put down their chores and came to witness this historic moment!
Lin Shuang 'er stood on the fallen leaves that covered the ground. Her clear eyes, which were as cold as ice, landed on the pitch-black and thick metal pagoda door without moving. There was a faint trace of melancholy in her eyes. This melancholy was like the autumn wind, blowing at times and dispersing at times.
The Nine-tailed Fox Mink, Little White, had a carefree expression as it squatted at the side and nibbled on an apple. It had a soul contract with Long Bufan. As long as one of them was alive, the soul contract would continue to exist. However, it could not communicate with Lin Shuang'er through the soul, so it could not tell her about Long Bufan's safety.
"Phew ~ ~"
Suddenly, a cool autumn wind blew, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground. Lin Shuang'er's skirt and skirt fluttered, making her look like a fairy.
The majority of the odd-job disciples and Outer Palace disciples who had never seen Lin Shuang'er at such a close distance involuntarily looked at her beautiful figure. However, their gazes were somewhat evasive, as if looking directly at her pure and clean back was blasphemy.
"Ever since the Enforcer Tower was built, not a single punisher has been able to walk out alive. He's no exception. Moreover, the time is almost up. In my opinion, he's dead for sure!" A gray-haired old man with white sideburns said through gritted teeth.
His sarcastic expression did not have a trace of schadenfreude. He was the Outer Palace Deacon Elder, Yang Yuanhai. In the Outer Palace Trial Competition, Long Bufan had publicly killed his nephew, Yang Feng, in front of him. Even after so long, the hatred in his heart had not diminished.
"I don't think so. Long Bufan's luck has always been like a rainbow. It's impossible for him to fall in such a small iron tower."
The one who spoke was Elder Xu, who was dressed in a white robe. He was the initiator and mentor who had brought Long Bufan into the domain of runes. During the days when he had been in contact with Long Bufan, he was certain that this child would one day walk further on the path of martial arts than they did.
"Then why hasn't he come out yet?" Yang Yuanhai said mockingly, "May I ask if Elder Xu can give a reasonable explanation?"
Seeing that Elder Xu didn't dare to answer, Yang Yuanhai sneered, "What, you don't dare to answer? If you're sure that Long Bufan can leave the tower, then that's fine. Let's make a bet. I remember that Elder Xu has a low-grade Heaven-step artifact … "
When Yang Yuanhai mentioned the medium-grade Heaven-step artifact, Elder Xu's expression suddenly became unnatural. A medium-grade Heaven-step artifact could be said to be as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns in a third-grade sect. Even a few million primal crystal stones could not buy one.
This low-grade Heaven-step artifact was a reward given to him by the Sect Master ten years ago for his contribution to the Sect in terms of rune attainments. It was also Elder Xu's most valuable possession. How could he use it to gamble, let alone in a gamble with a slim chance of winning?
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