On the tenth day, the morning glow dyed the sky red.


    Outside the law enforcement tower, several figures stood still in the sunset, motionless, staring at the cold and ferocious iron tower, as if waiting for something


    "There is another hour. If the tower door is not opened, he will die in the law enforcement Tower!" the Lord of Wang Yi said faintly.


    Behind him were five deacons in black robes. Their eyes were cold and without any waves.


    As time approached, people gathered outside the law enforcement tower.


    Most of these people are disciples of the sect. The inner hall, the outer hall and even the factotum disciples put down their chores and came here to witness a historic moment!


    Lin Shuanger stood on the fallen leaves all over the ground. His cold eyes, like ice and snow, fell motionless on the dark and thick iron tower gate. There was a faint melancholy in his eyes. This melancholy was like the autumn wind, sometimes blowing and sometimes dissipating.


    The Nine Tailed Fox mink Xiaobai squats leisurely beside the apple. It has a soul contract with long Bufan. As long as one party is not dead, the soul contract will always exist. However, it could not communicate with Lin Shuanger''s soul, so it could not tell her the safety of long Bufan.


    "Hoo ~ ~"


    Suddenly, a cool autumn wind blew, rolled up the remnant leaves all over the ground, and brushed Lin Shuanger''s eyebrows and skirts, floating like an immortal.


    Most of the factotum disciples and outer hall disciples who had not seen Lin Shuanger so close looked at the beautiful figure involuntarily, but their eyes dodged, as if looking directly at the icy and clean back, they felt like blasphemy against her.


    "Since the construction of the law enforcement tower, no Punisher has been able to come out alive, and he is no exception, and now the time is coming. In my opinion, he is dead!" a gray haired old man with slightly white temples gnashed his teeth.


    That sarcastic face, without a trace of schadenfreude, he is the Deacon elder of the outer hall, Yang Yuanhai. In the trial competition in the outer hall, long Bufan openly killed his nephew Yang Feng in front of him. Even after so long, the hatred in his heart remained unabated.


    "I don''t think so. The dragon has always been lucky. It can''t fall on such a small iron tower."


    The speaker is elder Xu in a white robe. He is the enlightenment and mentor who brought long Bufan into the field of runes. In those days of contact with long Bufan, he is sure that this son will go farther than them on the way of martial arts one day.


    "Then why doesn''t he come out now?" Yang Yuanhai said sarcastically, "can elder Xu give a reasonable explanation?"


    Seeing that elder Xu didn''t dare to answer, Yang Yuanhai sneered, "why, don''t you dare to answer? If you''re sure that the boy longbufan can get out of the tower, it doesn''t hurt. Let''s bet. I remember elder Xu has a treasure of inferior rank..."


    When Yang Yuanhai mentioned this Tianjie middle-class treasure, elder Xu''s face was a little unnatural. It can be said that Tianjie middle-class treasure is rare in sanpinzong gate, and millions of Yuan crystals can''t be bought.


    This treasure of his lower rank was a reward from the patriarch for his contribution to the sect in the attainments of runes ten years ago. It is also the most valuable possession of elder Xu. How can we gamble with it, not to mention such a gamble with little chance of winning.


    Seeing elder Xu speechless and Yang Yuan''s success in the sea, he naturally knew that elder Xu didn''t dare to gamble. He said this to destroy elder Xu''s prestige. Who calls this guy long Bufan''s Rune teacher? He can''t see it as long as he is involved with that person.