From Deng Jin''s words, song Qingshu didn''t hear some dissatisfaction, which is very rare.

After all, in the world of monks, if two people complement each other and one of them benefits more, it will inevitably lead to the dissatisfaction of others. This is a very normal thing.

But song Qingshu did not see such dissatisfaction in Dengjin.

"Dengjin, aren''t you unhappy because you connect with them, they get more things and can become stronger?"

At least song Qingshu didn''t see that the lamp ember was half unhappy.

"No, why are you unhappy because of this kind of thing?"

Lamp ember doesn''t understand, or it doesn''t think it''s anything worth its unhappiness.

"I thought you guys like monsters and spirit beasts, like monks, are the type who can''t see others get more than themselves."

"Joo?"

Deng Jin was silent for a moment: "if you don''t know someone, of course I''m more chirpy, but they are the same people who serve my Lord. We are colleagues, so we really don''t count as anything."

"Can you explain that?"

Song Qingshu couldn''t help laughing.

He did not expect that Deng Jin would say such words.

Although what it says now is not wrong, it recognizes itself as the main, but it is just such a few hours.

And it hasn''t been long since it just broke its shell. Why can Dengjin be so broad-minded for them?

"When I was in this world, I knew what was happening outside when I was still in my egg."

"You know?"

Song Qingshu originally thought that the current lamp ember should only have the memory after breaking the shell.

Unexpectedly, it even has the memory before breaking the shell, which is a little strange.

"I have memories, Joo."

In order to prevent Dengjin from being inexplicably proud again, song Qingshu continued to ask, "you didn''t leave here directly because of the memory before you broke the shell... I thought you should leave directly under normal circumstances."

"No, I know you saved me."

Deng Jin shook his head because he had the memory before breaking the shell, so he knew that song Qingshu not only didn''t mean any harm to themselves, but even wanted to protect themselves.

"And master, I was really moved when you wanted to resist the meteorite outside the barrier at that time. I didn''t expect you to be able to do this. In that case, I don''t think it''s a very bad thing for you to be the Lord."

Song Qingshu knew that Dengjin had misunderstood something.

He didn''t have time to enter the prohibition at that time. He didn''t want to block the black thunder at all.

But since Deng Jin wants to think so, he certainly won''t have any opinion. After all, as a host, the image is a little magnificent, which is not bad for him.

"Is that why you think I''m the Lord? I thought you were on a whim. "

"That''s it, Joo."

"Boom --!"

While song Qingshu chatted with Deng Jin, song linger and Yan Luo finally digested the power of the four roads brought by Deng Jin. Song Qingshu can clearly feel that the realm of song linger and Yan Luo has been greatly improved.

The improvement of the realm alone has made a lot of money, let alone a divine beast this time.

Song Qingshu is quite satisfied. After all, this beast can''t be picked up casually. He can be said to have made a lot of money this time!

"Hey!"

Song linger jumped to the top of the rock.

"Dad! You can take a look. The bell has become much stronger! "

Song linger is very happy. As a creature brewing on Jinxing Avenue, she can only improve her realm through adventure or other external support. Even if there is such a good opportunity, it is estimated that there is no way to have such a big promotion.

Like Deng Jin, there are few opportunities to give him control of the quadruple Avenue rules at once. Moreover, the quadruple Avenue rules match her unexpectedly.

Although it doesn''t sound like a good thing whether it''s disaster Avenue or meteorite Avenue, it means something handy for her.

The harvest of Yan Luo is the greatest.

Because the killing Avenue, the disaster Avenue and the meteorite Avenue, the three avenues can be said to come from the same source of destruction and complement each other. With the power of disaster and meteorite, Yanluo is more than one grade stronger than before.

Song Qingshu fixed his eyes and Yan Luo''s face seemed to become clearer.

Although it looks a bit strange, it is actually a bit beautiful compared with the past.

Song Qingshu comforted himself.

After all, Yan Luo''s face has always been a shadow in his heart. Although it seems unkind to say that his companion looks strange, Yan Luo''s face

Song Qingshu thought and couldn''t help sighing.

"Dad!"

Song linger hasn''t received a response for so long. Song Qingshu has been wandering outside the sky. He can''t help being angry and puffing up his cheeks.

"Ah? Ah... "

Song Qingshu was stunned: "what''s the matter?"

"Dad! People say they have become stronger. Do you want to praise me? "

Song linger is very reluctant and has been pestering song Qingshu for praise.

"Well, well, just praise you. Our bell is the best -"

Song Qingshu held song linger in his arms and learned the way he saw other people with children in the market. He threw song linger into the air and then took it.

"Ah - have fun!"

Song linger''s playfulness was heavy, and she was thrown up by song Qingshu for the first time. She was inevitably a little excited.

"Dad, I want to play!"

Song Qingshu put song linger down and waved his hand: "if you want to play, wait until we go back. Now you''d better do business first."

"Oh..."

Although song linger''s voice is a little stuffy, she won''t have any opinion on Song Qingshu''s decision.

"Ah, by the way, say it."

Song Qingshu held Dengjin in his hand: "Dengjin will be one of us from now on. Although it is still weak now, you should protect it, linger."

"It''s a little weak now. This sentence is too superfluous!"

"Aren''t you weak?"

Song linger poked the lamp ember and whispered, "little yellow chicken."

"I''m not a yellow chicken! I''m Lord Bi Fang, Joo! "

The lamp ember protested that if it had a human form, the action of tidying up the feathers on its wings would be like human rolling up their sleeves to fight.

"Little lamp, little yellow chicken -"

Song linger spits out her tongue at the lamp Ember.

In her opinion, no matter whether the little yellow chicken is Bifang or something else, it is just a little yellow chicken in her eyes.

"My Lord is bi fangjoo!"

"Yellow chicken."

"Bi fangjoo!"

Song Qingshu couldn''t help covering his ears.