Online Games: He is the Fourth Rebellious Boy in Heaven

"Another piece of news for you is that Liang Jie hasn't disappeared yet."

Time said mysteriously.

"Measurement? When did it start?"

Ying Zheng was almost numb, he just closed himself up, why did everything change when he came out?

"It started when I first scared you."

After Shi Guang finished speaking, he smiled, only to find that Ying Zheng and Wang Jian were looking at him in confusion.

Shi Guang quickly put away his smile.

Shi Guang felt that there seemed to be a generation gap between him and them, and the joke didn't seem to have happened...

"That's when... Buddhism was destroyed..."

Shi Shi said with a smile.

"When Buddhism was destroyed... I was shocked for the first time... Hahaha! Mr. Thirteen is such a wonderful man!"

Ying Zheng seemed to have just reacted, but his smile was either natural or flattering...

Wang Jian was still wondering why His Majesty suddenly laughed.

"Mr. Thirteen, if Buddhism is destroyed, will there be any vacancies in the position of saint?"

Ying Zheng abruptly dropped his smile, stared at the time with a pair of golden eyes and asked.

"The position of saint...has not yet been established. After Lingshan was destroyed, the two saints in the west disappeared without a trace."

Time shook his head and said.

"Whereabouts unknown..."

Ying Zheng took a deep breath, and now he was full of thoughts!

He has been in seclusion for so long, and is only one step away from entering the realm of the Purple-Gold Eyed True God.

But just one step away, it's like being separated by the Atlantic Ocean, and you can't see the border on the other side at all.

However, after practicing for so long, it is not without gains.

Ying Zheng realized a truth, there are only a few holy places in the Three Realms, if he wants to ascend, someone must come down!

I didn’t expect to receive such a message right after leaving quarantine. It’s really God helping me!

Ying Zheng is filled with great pride!

Is the Corpse Tribe finally about to rise? !

"Mr. Thirteen, this information is extremely important to our zombie clan! Thank you for sharing!"

Ying Zheng looked at the time seriously and said.

"No need to thank you..."

As he spoke, Shi Guang felt his fingers were itchy, so he raised his hand and rubbed it with his index finger and thumb.

If Ying Zheng couldn't understand this gesture anymore, he would have been the emperor for so many years...

"Sir, don't worry, the thank you gift will be sent to you later!"

Ying Zheng smiled on the surface, but in his heart, he was just trying to convince himself that this kid had a dark heart. He started asking for gifts without doing anything practical.

"Ah? And there are gifts? Oh, ho, ho, don't be in a hurry."

Shi Guang pretended to have just reacted, grinning with his big teeth bared.

"In that case... then I... really have something to ask for!"

Ying Zheng stood up and paced back and forth, obviously thinking about something.

"what's up?"

Time asked leisurely.

Ying Zheng stopped, turned around, and looked at the time solemnly.

"I want to know...the location of the Second Saint in the West..."

"You're thinking……"

Shi Guang looked at Ying Zheng in surprise.

"Since Buddhism has been destroyed by calamity, what's the use of keeping those two Buddhist saints? Humph! Why not donate your position..."

Ying Zheng looked at the time ambitiously, with an evil smile on his lips.

"Mr. Thirteen's strength shouldn't be bad, right? Why don't we work together..."

"Hey, hey! Stop it, stop it!"

Shi Guang was frightened by Ying Zheng's thoughts.

If you want to kill someone of the Daluo Jinxian or Quasi-Saint level, you still have some confidence in the time.

But you want to make a saint...

Shi Shi recalled the feeling of powerlessness he felt when he first met Master Zhunti, and felt frightened in his heart.

Facing the saint, there is no fighting spirit at all!

Although his strength was not very good at the time, the feeling of despair still filled him instantly.

This Ying Zheng has obviously never faced a saint directly, so he doesn't know what it feels like.

Shi Shi stood up, put his hands on the table, and looked down at Ying Zheng who had just sat down.

"I wonder if your Majesty has ever seen a saint?"

"Never seen..."

Ying Zheng shook his head.

"Has Your Majesty ever faced a saint and felt the pressure from a saint?"

Time asked again, and Ying Zheng shook his head again.

"At that time, Zhunti wanted to save me into Buddhism, but fortunately my master Taishang Laojun appeared in time and rescued me..."

Shi Guang frowned and looked at Ying Zheng.

"Facing the saint, I don't have the slightest desire to resist. Do you think you can?"

"Haha...Mr. Thirteen is indeed a great talent. Even the saint himself extended an olive branch..."

Ying Zheng changed the topic slightly awkwardly.

Shi Guang squinted his eyes and looked at Ying Zheng who was silent.

The current corpse clan is like the frog in the well. It has been stuck in its own way in the tomb for so many years and has not even been exposed to outside information.

There is such an idea of ​​​​slaying a saint...

But it’s understandable. How old are the corpses in the imperial mausoleum?

With only thousands of years of accumulation, Ying Zheng can have the strength of the Golden Eye True Ancestor. It is normal to be a little crazy.

Other small forces started out ten thousand years ago, and the corpse clan's development period was obviously too short.

But I have to say that their strength has improved very quickly.

"Mr. Thirteen, I only ask you to help me with one thing now!"

Ying Zheng thought about it over and over, but he couldn't get rid of this idea. Finally, he gritted his teeth and looked at the time and said.

"speak."

Shi Shi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, he had probably guessed what Ying Zheng was thinking.

"For some reason, our zombie clan cannot appear in the Three Realms yet...so I can only ask you."

Ying Zheng looked at Shi Shi with a pleading face, and then said firmly.

"I want to know the location of the Second Saint of the West!"

Shi Shi took a deep breath, this Ying Zheng is really crazy...

You've already advised him like this, why don't you take it to heart?

How dare he?

"As long as Mr. Thirteen can give accurate information, I still have some merit in my hands..."

As Ying Zheng spoke, he slowed down and slowly raised his eyes to look at the time.

"make a deal!"

Without saying anything, Shiguang stretched out his hand.

"A gentleman's word!"

"Hurry up and whip!"

Ying Zheng smiled and gave Shi Shi three high-fives, and the matter was settled.

"It's easy to find out the location, but I won't be involved later."

Shi Guang looked at Ying Zheng and said.

"Mr. Thirteen only needs to give me the specific location of the Second Saint of the West. I will arrange other matters at my own discretion..."

Ying Zheng smiled. These thirteen people had their reasons for being timid. After all, he had met a saint.

But I have never faced a sage directly, so what I hear is false and what I see is true.

Only by trying it yourself can you decide whether it works or not!

Ying Zheng is such a person, he will do everything he decides to do until the end.

Fortunately, everything has a good outcome...

Just like the birth of the zombie clan...

The chat was almost over at this point. Shi Guang stood up and went out anxiously to find out the news.

After all, with the merits in Ying Zheng's hands, time still feels very good.

Shi Shi said goodbye to Ying Zheng, said hello to Wang Jian and left. On the way, he met Meng Yi who was returning with a teapot.

"Huh? Why are you leaving? Don't you want to drink water?"

Meng Yi looked at the back of Time's retreating figure in confusion and said.

"By the time I can drink your tea, the day lilies will be cold!"

Wang Jian curled his lips and complained.

"Your Majesty, aren't you just trying to get some information? As for giving away the merit?"

Wang Jian looked at Ying Zheng in confusion and asked.

"You don't understand. It's impossible for anyone to come in our imperial mausoleum. Since he can come in, he has certain abilities... Such a greedy talent can only be driven by enough profits, and we have no choice. "

Ying Zheng said with a sigh.

"Look, is there anyone else here who can go out and get information?"

"Um...that makes sense..."

Wang Jian nodded after listening.

The two were talking when a man walked in.

"Yo? Are you all here? Your Majesty! Are you coming out too?!"

"Nei Stern, if you don't go to stand guard, why are you here?"

Wang Jian looked at the man with an unhappy expression and said.

Nei Shiteng ignored him and looked at Ying Zheng.

"Hey, didn't I go fill the hole? Guess what? I caught five strangers!"

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment.

"Strange... Stranger?"

Wang Jian was also stunned and looked at Ying Zheng cautiously.

"Your Majesty, didn't you say that... no one can enter our imperial mausoleum... Looking at it this way, did you lose money just now?"

Ying Zheng: "..."