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"No, no..." Jin Cao shook his head quickly and looked at Brother Seven with a shocked face. Although he lied to Brother Seven, he did not do what he said.

"Still lying to me?" Brother Seven sneered, his face looking through the truth.

"No, no, Seventh Brother, I didn't do this." Jin Cao explained tremblingly.

"No?" Brother Seven raised his eyebrows and looked at Jin Cao slowly and said: "If not, then you would explain why Jiang Zhou, a small martial artist, can clean you up like this, you Say huh?"

"I, I really didn't lie to you, he really burst out of power, I'm not an opponent!" Jin Cao looked at Brother Seven and said, "I, I don't know what's going on, he just Like a person, that power is completely beyond the reach of a martial artist."

Brother Seven was sitting in a chair, looking at Jin Cao coldly, without speaking.

"Guru..." Jin Cao swallowed quite difficultly, and continued to speak: "In the beginning, he occasionally had a powerful blow, but later on, every blow was powerful...I...I am not an opponent. "

"Well, you continue to say." Seventh brother embraced his arms, nodded and looked at Jin Cao and said, "Go on..."

"You, don't you believe me?" Jin Cao widened his eyes and looked at Brother Seven and said: "What I said is true! It is true! You don't know, he...he threw me on with one hand. In the end...then he caught up with me with a single leap."

Brother Seven sneered, and then said: "Edit, then edit, let me see what you can make up."

"I didn't, I didn't make it up." Jin Cao shook his head repeatedly and looked at Brother Seven and said out loudly: "You believe me...what I said is true, you believe me!"

"No!" Brother Seven slowly shook his head, and then said: "You are too unrealistic, how can I believe you?"

"But, but what I said is true." Jin Cao looked at Brother Seven in a daze, and murmured.

"Really?" Brother Seven grinned, then looked into Jin Cao's eyes, and slowly said, "You have been emphasizing that what you say is true, so you can talk about it. His power is Where did it come from...huh?"

"I...how would I know, how could I know!" Jin Cao frowned, and he defended himself: "We are the enemy, how could he let the enemy know about this kind of thing."

Well, this sentence was said by Jiang Zhou and him, and it should be very convincing.

"Hahaha, you're still lying to me." Brother Seven leaned back in the chair, raised his head and laughed, then looked at Jin Cao slowly and said, "Do you think I will believe such a bizarre thing? A Tianwu , Being beaten like this by a little martial artist, someone will believe it? Do you believe it?"

"I believe, I believe..." Jin Cao nodded repeatedly, watching Brother Seven speak.

"I don't believe it." Seventh brother slowly shook his head, looked at Jin Cao and said in a deep voice: "Moreover, as a person, it is impossible to believe that such a thing happens."

"I..." Jin Cao was taken aback for a moment, staring at Brother Seven blankly, not knowing what to say.

He originally wanted to come back to file a complaint, but he didn't expect that his companion would not believe it at all, and he might even get in with himself.

"What are you!" Seventh brother looked at Jin Cao coldly, and slowly said, "I advise you to tell the truth obediently. If you spit out all the tribute now, I might be able to help you...or be discipled. I see, huh... I can't save you either."

"You...Speaking of now, you still don't believe me?" Jin Cao stared at the seventh brother and said in a deep voice, "I said so clearly... You still don't believe me?"

"Clear? You tell me where it is clear." Brother Seven frowned slightly, and then said: "I said it under cover, I don't know if I ask three questions, I just keep emphasizing that Jiang Zhou beat you like this, but can you move? Use your mind to think about it! How could he be a martial artist like this?"

"I told you all, cough cough cough... I told you, he suddenly burst into power, I am not an opponent!" Jin Cao coughed again and again, but he didn't expect that he had told a lie, Brother Seven would believe it, but tell the truth. I don't believe it.

"Why is that?" Brother Seven sneered with his arms around him, and bit on this, as if this was a loophole in what Jin Cao said. As long as this is bitten to death, Jin Cao's set of statements will be self-defeating. .

"How would I know! Would it be so miserable if I knew?" Jin Cao frowned and glared at Brother Seven.

"Look, you can't come through lying." Brother Seven grinned, and then said: "Then don't say so much useless... No one believes this kind of thing, hehe, you are the master disciple and you Is it a fool?"

"Huh~" Jin Cao breathed heavily, then suddenly raised the arm that had disappeared from his palm, and raised it in front of Brother Seven, and said in a deep voice, "Did you see this? Did you see this? Isn't it enough?"

The Seventh Brother looked at Jin Cao with a puzzled face, and said, "What does this mean? To gain sympathy?"

"Fart! This is evidence!" Jin Cao was furiously swearing, and then said: "As for me to chop off my hand because of so many tributes?"

"Who can tell?" Seventh brother shook his head slightly, still full of disbelief, watching Jin Cao slowly open his mouth and said, "Who knows if you are a fan of money, you will be ruthless for a while, and you will chop off your hand. ."

"I'm sick, ah?" Hearing the words of Brother Seven, Jin Cao was not calm in an instant, staring at Brother Seven and shouted in a deep voice: "Are you sick or I'm sick? Huh? I chopped my own for the gold coins. Hand? I'm not crazy...I can't do this kind of thing!"

"Who knows if you are crazy or not?" Brother Seven still had a face full of disbelief, leaning back in his chair, and said to himself: "In this world, I still don't believe in things that can't be pushed by gold coins. As long as the benefits are large enough, nothing is accidental. After all, people are greedy.

"I...I really don't have..." Jin Cao said with a crying face, full of grievance, and then said: "Even if I am greedy for money... I won't chop off my own hand. You know, without this hand, I How much cultivation has been lost? The exercises I practiced before...many of them can’t be used! Can this be compensated by gold coins?"

"Oh? If you say that, there seems to be some truth." Seventh brother nodded slowly, and then said in a deep voice, "But if you have enough gold coins, this is out of your consideration. Obediently explain, how much tribute did you receive this time? As for making you take the risk and do such a thing."