After hearing this, the poor san's face changed, and there seemed to be a flash of anger on his face, and then he glared at Zhu Jue fiercely and was silent!

After listening to Zhu Jue's words, Zhu Ling suddenly lay quietly on Zhu Jue's shoulder, and then looked at Zhu Jue's side face stupidly and motionless.

At this time, Zhu Jue suddenly felt that the big man opposite was glaring at him, and his figure was like a mountain!

Could this be the legendary murderous momentum?

Suddenly he couldn't breathe, making Zhu Juezhi feel that his small body seemed to be pressed under the table at any time by this momentum! He wanted to bow his head on the spot, but Zhu Jue was unwilling, he was ruthless in his heart, gritted his teeth and stabilized his body, and as soon as he raised his head to meet the gaze of the poor three, he glared back fiercely!

On the contrary, the poor three were stunned!

"Hahahaha............ Good!good, good......"

Suddenly, the poor three retracted his momentum, burst into laughter, slapped Zhu Jue's shoulder fiercely, and said hello three times in a row!

Zhu Jue, who was shooting, couldn't help but grin his teeth and inhale the cool air!

At this time, the poor three smiled and said: "Haha, good brother, yes, he is a good man, no wonder I fell in love at first sight!"

Zhu Jue didn't speak, but picked up a glass of wine and drank it all, and continued to stare at Qian San with red eyes.

After a glass of wine, the poor san's face changed and he said seriously: "But what do you think of me?

Zhu Jue didn't speak, just stared at the poor third queen and another glass of wine.

After drinking a glass of wine, Poor San said quietly: "My original name was Song Sanxing, but now people I know know me all call me Poor San, do you know why? That is because I am often poor and only have three things left! That's why I am called Poor San." ”

"Huh?"

Zhu Jue was a little puzzled.

Poor San raised his wine glass and touched Zhu Jue fiercely before continuing, "Do you know what three things I have left?"

After eating a mouthful of food, he said with a little embarrassment: "I don't know how to manage money, let alone make money with any craft, but spending money is like running water." Therefore, often after the money is spent, there are only three things left in the poor. One is the magic weapon given by the master, which I dare not lose. The second is myself, and I will never sell myself. The third is ........."

"What is it?"

Zhu Jue asked with a smile in his eyes.

Poor San glared at Zhu Jue fiercely again, drank a glass of wine and said: "It's character! This is something I won't lose no matter what, and I can't lose it!"

Zhu Jue was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but be embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "This seems to be my misunderstanding! It's my fault! Third master, wait a minute!"

After finishing speaking, he got up and went to get two pots of Du Kangxian Brew in person!

Then he filled himself up, toasted three times in a row and said, "The little brother is not compensating the third master!"

Seeing this, the poor three also toasted three times and smiled heartily: "Haha! It's not in the way, it's just a misunderstanding, brother, you are a good person, I like a man like you!"

"Oh, what kind of man is he? Do you like even the poor three?"

At this time, a sweet female voice suddenly came from the wine table!

Poor San's face suddenly froze, and his red face suddenly looked as ugly as eating a lump of big organic compounds!

Zhu Jue, who was already a little dizzy, also stiffly turned his neck to look over.

It turned out that Hua Xian'er was standing at the wine table at some point!

And Hua Xian'er didn't care about the depressed poor three, she just sat down!

Picking up Zhu Jue's wine glass, he poured a glass of Du Kang Immortal Brew and drank it fiercely!

Hua Xian'er sighed at this time, and said with a comfortable face: "It's so good! I'm alive again!"

Zhu Jue's brain was dull and said with a big tongue: "It's Hua, Sister Hua, you, why are you here?"

At this time, the poor third was also full of helplessness and asked in a mocking tone: "Isn't this Hua Xian'er, the little junior sister of Jiuhua Mountain, why do you have time to drink with me, a rough man?"

Hua Xian'er glared at the poor third fiercely, and then glanced at Zhu Jue lightly and said, "What? He's a rookie who can drink with you?

Poor San is constipated on his face.

Hurriedly waved his hand helplessly and said: "Don't dare, don't dare, how can you do it! If I have an opinion on you, then I won't be hacked to death by your senior sister's Qingtong Spirit Sword! Everyone knows that Jiuhua is like a frost fairy Yan Yuqing, and Senior Sister Yan hurts you the most as a little junior sister of Jiuhua Lingshan." You're casual, you're casual...."

"Hmph!" Hua Xian'er snorted and ate several mouthfuls of food.

The wine table was dull for a while.

Hua Xian'er suddenly asked after drinking another glass of wine, "What the hell are you fighting?"

Zhu Jue shook his head and subconsciously continued: "Can I fight, what kind of idea can I fight?"

Hua Xian'er rolled her eyes hatefully, and pointed at the poor three words: "I'm asking him!"

"Ahh Oh...?"

Zhu Jue looked at the poor third who was pointed at with some confusion!

The poor third was depressed: "Who doesn't know that my Song San Province is poor and only has character left! What the hell can I do?"

Hua Xian'er said suspiciously while eating and drinking: "Then you still have money to drink? Do you want to say that this rookie has admired your name for a long time and insists on pulling you to invite you to drink, right?"

Poor San suddenly looked sullen: "Am I this kind of nonsense? I just happened to make a little fortune today, and I fell in love with this brother at first sight, so I specially invited him to drink!"

"I believe you have a ghost, you sloppy uncle is still so kind?" Hua Xian'er looked disdainful!

"Alas, junior sister Hua! You are not right, why don't you believe it? My character is guaranteed! You question my character is an insult to me!!" The poor third was also anxious, and said loudly with a glass of wine.

Hua Xian'er ignored him, turned her head and said, "Boss Jin will bring two more pots of Du Kang Xian Brew, and put on a pair of tableware!"

Hua Xian'er turned around and said, "Why did I insult you?"

Poor San poured another glass of wine into the wine jug on the table, drank it and said with a big tongue: "You, even if you can insult my people, but, but you can't question my character!"

Hua Xian'er rolled her eyes: "Poor ghost!

The hand holding the wine jug froze in mid-air, with a constipated face, speechless!

Hua Xian'er snatched the wine jug from the poor San's hand and poured herself a full glass of wine, glancing at the poor San with contempt!

At this time, Zhu Jue's mind was already a little dizzy, but he still gradually felt that something was wrong!

You just say, why do you still grab wine to drink?

This wine money is really a lot! It has already exceeded the poor three's 30 spirit coins. He also said that he wanted to have a treat!?

Although Zhu Jue had already prepared the possibility and preparation of being slaughtered.

But these two guys aren't really just here to drink!?

Holding the last bottle of wine, Zhu Jue, whose mind was no longer in a state, stared at his red eyes and shouted: "No, mine, it's mine!"

But he was stunned by the poor three!

On the contrary, Hua Xian'er was indifferent, changed her previous impatience, and began to eat and drink slowly with an elegant posture!

Poor San suddenly made up his mind and said with a smile: "Okay, this wine is all brother's brother, but I and my brother can be said to have fallen in love at first sight, but you don't know your brother's surname?"

Zhu Jue stared at the red eyes and said stunned: "Three, the third master is polite, my surname is Zhu, Zhu, Zhu Jue." ”

The poor three were puzzled: "Sister Piggy?"

Hua Xian'er rolled her eyes and said, "It's Zhu Jue." ”

Poor San continued: "Oh, it's Brother Zhu! Call me third in the future, and the third brother will do." ”

Hua Xian'er glanced at it and said, "The weasel has given the chicken a New Year's greeting!?"

Poor San didn't pay attention to Hua Xian'er this time, but said seriously: "Brother Zhu, I have a way to make a fortune. ”

Zhu was stunned for a moment!

This time, Hua Xian'er was interested and asked, "What way?"

Poor San ignored Hua Xian'er this time, but stared at Zhu Jue and said seriously: "I still need Brother Zhu to help me." ”

Zhu Jue hasn't reacted yet!

Hua Xian'er had already frowned and asked suspiciously, "Even he, a rookie, can help you?"

Poor San nodded and said seriously: "Yes!"

Hua Xian'er's elf-like little face also put on a serious expression: "What do you say?"

Zhu Jue also sobered up a little, and looked at the poor three strangely.

Qian San looked around at this time, and after casually casting a small spell that seemed to be a soundproof magic cover, he lowered his voice and whispered: "I found a cultivator ruin overseas, and there is a sealed cultivator cave mansion of unknown age. There should be a lot of treasures in it, but I can't get in alone, and I need help!"

"Really, where is it!" Hua Xian'er's eyes lit up and she became curious!

But Zhu Jue's face changed, his mind was clear, and he shook his head again and again: "This, I don't have this ability! "I silently thought in my heart: You unfathomable master have to find someone to help! I don't want this rookie to go and not be cheated!?

Poor San hurriedly said in a seductive tone: "Alas, don't be in a hurry to refuse! Listen to me, brother, you have also seen it, today I picked up a few pieces of broken jade from the periphery of that cave mansion and exchanged them for 30 big spirit coins! Are you thinking about the magic weapons that may exist in the cave, flying swords, pills, exercises, spirit stones, etc., are you really not impressed? If you go, these can be divided into half of you. ”

Zhu Jue is really a little moved, but isn't it, these are all in short supply for Zhu Jue now! But think about it, this is a cave mansion that a master like the poor three can't enter, it must be very dangerous inside, isn't it just a gift for a rookie?

So Zhu Jue still shook his head resolutely and said, "I'm a rookie who cultivates the truth, so forget it! Third Brother Song, you see if you're looking for someone else!"

Poor San shook his head and said, "Others can't do it, you have to do it!"

At this moment, Hua Xian'er was extremely strange, and asked curiously: "Why do you have to be this rookie?