On the second day, the real Jin Zhan finally woke up slowly.

The scene he saw when he opened his eyes was a prison cell and a gloomy dungeon.

The memories before the coma surged into my mind like a tide.

He is Jin Zhan.

Because of his incident with Sister Feiyu, he was slapped out by his master, and then woke up and his descendants were here.

"Someone must be framed by me! After I go out, the person who framed me must pay the price!" Jin Zhan thought viciously in his heart.

Jin Zhan believed that he would not stay in this cage for a long time because the mistake he made was not too serious.

He just couldn't control his own life for a while and did something wrong with Jin Feiyu.

No… they should say they have done nothing!

Jin Zhan still has some understanding of his master. As long as he has not made mistakes on big things, such small mistakes can be forgiven.

At most, it may be that he will think about his mistakes behind closed doors, or exiled to reflect on himself and reform himself.

Use this to block other people's mouths.

On the other hand, Kaneki and Shen Xingyue are really not worth it. They openly betrayed their masters, which is simply seeking death.

Jin Zhan couldn't help but let out a contemptuous and complacent laugh in his heart.

What he was contemptuous was that his opponent thought that this would defeat him. What he was proud of was that he wanted to secretly accumulate strength and give his opponent a fatal blow.

No matter who the opponent is.

The more Jin Zhan thought about it, the more he felt. In the hazy, he clenched his fists tightly.

"Huh?" As soon as he clenched his fists, Jin Zhan was immediately confused, "Why is my fists so small? Why is my hands so light? Why does it feel soft?"

In a daze, Jin Zhan struggled to lift his heavy arm and looked at his arm.

Woman's arms.

An ominous premonition suddenly surged in my heart.

He woke up instantly, and his drowsy state just now swept away.

Jin Zhanteng stood up and looked at various parts of his body like crazy: slender arms, flame-like clothes, fair thighs, straightened chest, and long hair at waist...

Everything proves one thing, Jin Zhan becomes a woman.

To be precise, he became Jin Feiyu.

He touched his body and suddenly felt a note.

Taking advantage of the hazy moonlight, Jin Zhan saw a line of elegant fly-headed small calligraphy written on the note.

Jin Zhan recognized the handwriting of this font, which was written by Jin Feiyu, the eldest daughter of the Jin family.

Then, Jin Zhan began to see the text on the note.

After reading the lines of small words, his heart immediately became cold and his face instantly lost its blood.

The content on the note was: "Since you want to get my sister's body so much, then it's as you wish."

It was indeed written by Jin Feiyu.

What made Jin Zhan feel even more terrifying. What realized the seriousness of tense was the words on the note: "Get my sister's body."

So, he has exchanged his body with Jin Feiyu now?

But reason told him that it seemed that this was not the case.

He heard that there was such a magic in the world that could make a person exactly the same as another person, which was the secret technique of the white-robed crowd.

Unlike the ordinary y-i "r0ng technique, this secret technique is a completely and completely changed.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a body exchange.

But in fact, the body is still his own body, but his body temporarily changed its appearance and turned into Jin Feiyu's body.

And unless the caster himself, no one can unlock this spell.

At this moment, the note suddenly ignited without fire and turned into ashes in an instant.

During the burning process, Jin Zhan saw the general environment in the cell clearly and saw two other people, Jin Ren and Jin Ding.

Jin Zhan's heart sank little by little.

Jin Zhan gently pushed the golden tripod, trying to open his mouth to speak, but his voice seemed to be stitched by invisible threads, and a sound was made.

Even if he is a mute, he can barely make two "ahhh" sounds.

But he was unable to make any sound at all, as if he turned on silent mode.

The golden tripod in a coma frowned tightly, as if he had something big to worry about.

Jinding woke up with a frown and stared at Jin Zhan with complicated eyes, as if he wanted to tell something.

However, the "Golden Ding" seems to be in the same dilemma as himself, unable to speak or make any sound.

Jin Zhan was full of doubts.

"Golden Ding" held Jin Zhan's shoulders in both hands, and his mouth was dry and closed up and down.

Seeing that he could not make any sound, the "Golden Ding" finally gave up and took a thin wooden stick to draw on the ground.

The Jinding wrote a few words: "I am not the Jinding, I am Zhuo Yunsong!"

After writing, Zhuo Yunsong looked at Jin Zhan with a very sad look.

Jin Zhan also wrote on the ground: "I am not Jin Feiyu, I am Jin Zhan!"

Zhuo Yunsong: "I know you are Jin Zhan, we have been framed."

Jin Zhan: "Is it Lin Tao?"

Zhuo Yunsong nodded.

Jin Zhan gritted his teeth, his face full of grief and anger.

It's so hateful.

Jin Zhan continued to ask: "Lin Tao let us be scapegoats here?"

Zhuo Yunsong nodded sadly again.

Jin Zhan felt a sudden burst of blood in his mind. After a while, he calmed down and asked, "You can't speak either?"

At this moment, the head of the Jin family gradually woke up.

Jin Zhan looked at the latter and asked, "You were also framed by Lin Tao? Who are you?"

Jin Ren was stunned for a moment, suddenly sneered, and actually spoke, "Who else can I be? I am Jin Ren."

Jin Ren said: "I'm sorry to have you two involved, but if you think I'll feel guilty about it, you're very wrong."

"I, Jin Ren, knows that I am not a good thing. As long as I can save our Jin clan members, even if one or two people are sacrificed, I will not blink."

"What's more, the person I want to save this time is my daughter, so I won't hesitate."

"If you want to blame, you blame yourself for overestimating your abilities and insist on going against Lin Tao and getting involved."

Speaking of this, the head of the Jin family looked up and looked outside. The morning sun shone in through the skylight.

Jin Ren said: "It's almost done now. I guess someone will come to us later and I'll send us on the way."

Hearing the word "on the way", Jin Zhan could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. Blood burst out in his eyes and flew towards Jin Ren.

Jin Ren turned slightly, and Jin Zhan rushed out straight away, unable to stop for a moment, and directly installed it on the wall.

The walls are naturally not ordinary walls. They are still unmoved when they are hit by a cultivator.

Jin Zhan only felt that he had a star-eyed look, and he was about to fall down with two steps.

Seeing his appearance, Jin Ren was not fighting, but holding his hands on his back and staring at Jin Zhan with a plain look.

Jin Zhan was optimistic about Jin Ren's slackness and rushed towards Jin Ren like a mad dog again.

Just then.

The door of the dungeon was opened, and the light outside the door came in, and several figures stood at the door.

The red robed green jade looked at the two people who were posing and said, "You have an internal strife? Take them away!"

As he said that, six red robes listed and filmed them together, like soul-catching messengers from hell, staring at them coldly.

Jin Zhan knew in his heart that these people were soul-catching messengers to them. They were here to send them on their way.

Six people entered the dungeon and did not rush to open the cell.

They first put a light brown-yellow gas into the cell, and the gas quickly spread out.

Jin Zhan saw the golden tripod covering his mouth and nose, and at the same time closed his senses.

So he followed suit and did it. Even if he had a deep hatred with Jin Ren, he could only put it aside for the time being.

Otherwise, he might have finished playing before he could do anything to Jin Ren.
To be continued...