C287 Criminalization

A chilly wind was blowing in the Celestial Prison.

Lian Jin laid flat on the ground, spitting white foam at the mouth. Zhang Xuan's body had stiffened. From the looks of it, he had died several hours ago. The guard knelt down in fear as his whole body shivered.

"What's going on?" Jun Ximo frowned and glared at the jailer.

"Go back, go back to the emperor. He was fine in the morning