"Sir is a believer, brother, this time, sir is in Chilian Holy Land, you and I must protect you!" Si Xin immediately spoke.

The god nodded.

"There is the Ying Dong, it was him, he killed me. Brother, you and I will go back immediately and drive Ying Dong away. No, I want to kill him. Kill me and steal my throne as the sage of the Holy Son. I will not die well if I want him!" Si Xin said with a ferocious look on his face.

"Go back and rob him of the throne of the Holy Son?" Si Shen's face darkened.

"What? Brother, what's wrong? The position of the Holy Son is mine, and most people in Chilian Mountain must only recognize me!" Si Xin said affirmatively.

Si Shen looked at his younger brother, his expression was complicated, and finally he smiled desolately: "Ying Dong, you are about to die, don't worry!"

"Ah?" Si Xin said inconsolably.

"Don't come back, don't reveal your identity! In front of outsiders, Saint Son of Si Xin is dead!" Si Shen took a deep breath and said solemnly.

"Brother, I don't understand!" Si Xin said inconsolably.

Si Shen looked at Wang Xiong with a complicated expression: "King Dongfang! Thanks to your help, Si Xin is alive. I have something to ask for, and I hope the King Dongfang will fulfill it!"

"Oh?" Wang Xiong asked in confusion.

"Let Si Xin follow the King of Dongfang and ask the King of Dongfang to fulfill his wish!" Si Shen said solemnly.

"What?" Si Xin said in surprise.

Huo Qilin and Zuo Baifeng also opened their mouths wide? Is the Holy Son crazy?

"Are you worried about the heart-warming riot of the Zombie King? Don't worry, since I said that, I will naturally fulfill my promise and teach you how to suppress it!" Wang Xiong said solemnly.

"No, I am serious. Please help the King of Dongfang. I am not thinking that Si Xin will stay in the Chilian Holy Land. The position of the Holy Son is not a good thing!" Si Shen said in a deep voice.

Wang Xiong raised his eyebrows, as if he had guessed something.

"Brother, what did you say? Why don't you let me stay in the Chilian Holy Land?" Mixin said anxiously.

But the god of Si ignored his younger brother and looked at Wang Xiong with great sincerity.

"If you enter my Dongfang Palace, you will no longer be a saint son. You must abide by the rules of the Dongfang Palace!" Wang Xiong frowned.

The god Si suddenly felt happy: "Thank you, King Dongfang!"

"Brother, are you crazy? The sir has agreed to tell us how to suppress the zombie king's heart riot. Don't you let me go back?" Si Xin said in surprise.

"Shut up, hurry up, kneel down for the King of Dongfang. From now on, you will follow the King of Dongfang!" Si Shen said with a glaring look.

"Brother!" Si Xin said inconsolably.

"Listen to me, hurry up!" Si Shen said with a glaring eyes.

"I!" Si Xin was confused.

The god Si stared at Si Xin, which made Si Xin helpless. From childhood to adulthood, as long as the elder brother decided, Si Xin never had room to refute.

Si Xin could only kneel down to Wang Xiong: "Greetings to the prince!"

Looking at Si Xin's unwillingness, Si Shen showed a satisfied smile. Because Si Shen was sad to find that he could help Si Xin, willing to help Si Xin, and not greedy for infinite rewards. It seems that only Wang Xiong in front of him could entrust Si Xin to Wang Xiong, Si Shen could be at ease. Besides, who can guarantee whether there are other problems in the heart of the Zombie King? Following Wang Xiong, you can at least avoid these.

"Get up!" Wang Xiong nodded.

Wang Xiong was quite satisfied with the surrender of Si Xin. To be honest, Wang Xiong was still reluctant to part with the zombie king's heart. No one knew better than Wang Xiong how great the potential of the zombie king's heart was. It was a pity to just send it out like this.

Now that he has surrendered, Wang Xiong is naturally satisfied.
Chapter completed!