When Lin Hai heard this, his brows suddenly raised, and a hint of stubbornness flashed in his eyes.
"Bo Yi Kao, let me tell you the truth, that Jiuli Pot is an extremely important magic weapon for me."
"In fact, I have always regarded it as a part of myself, and I have already had inseparable feelings."
"Now you are asking me to hand it over, I just want to ask one question!"
"Why! Why!"
Buzz!
As soon as Lin Hai finished speaking, a powerful aura suddenly rose up, carrying an extremely manic feeling.
Obviously, Lin Hai was angry!
Emperor Ziwei looked at Lin Hai and couldn't help but smile bitterly, with a trace of pain in his eyes.
Then, he suddenly clenched his fist and shook it towards Lin Hai.
"You have lived for so long, and you still haven't understood it?"
"In the Three Realms, nothing needs a reason."
"Just rely on this!"
Lin Hai's eyes flashed suddenly, like a cold flash, he looked at Emperor Ziwei and sneered.
"You mean, just because you have a strong fist, you can rob other people's things without reason?"
Emperor Ziwei took a deep look at Lin Hai and sighed.
"Isn't it like this since ancient times?"
"Hehe, hehehe!" Lin Hai couldn't help but laugh angrily, but the chill in his eyes became even colder.
"Since this is an eternal rule, let me start changing it!"
After saying that, Lin Hai stood up and raised his fist towards Emperor Ziwei.
"Farewell!"
Lin Hai shook his arm, turned around, and strode outside with his head held high.
Emperor Ziwei looked at Lin Hai's back, and a strange light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Involuntarily, he clenched his fists tightly, and an impulse that had been dormant for a long time made his blood boil!
After returning to his residence, Lin Hai lay on the bed, feeling inexplicably irritable.
Although just now, he rejected Emperor Ziwei, and also said that I would change the rules.
But Lin Hai knew that attitude was one thing, but strength was another.
Doumu Yuanjun's strength is really terrifying.
Judging from his current strength, he has no power to fight back in front of Lord Doumu Yuan.
After three days, if Doumu Yuanjun really wants to kill him, he will be completely unable to resist.
Even the demon refining pot that has always been buggy may not be able to protect itself.
What should we do?
Lin Hai's brows furrowed tightly, he had to think of a way.
Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be my death in three days!
"If you have anything to do, go to Brother Monkey!"
After a while, Chen Feng sighed and showed a helpless smile.
Although Lin Hai knew that Sun Wukong's status could not be compared with that of Dou Mu Yuanjun.
But besides looking for Brother Monkey, who else can he rely on?
Thinking of this, Lin Hai took out his mobile phone, found Sun Wukong's WeChat account, and sent a message.
Little confused fairy: Brother Monkey, I'm afraid my life will be in danger in three days, please help me! (There is a tearful expression behind)
Ding dong!
Sun Wukong's message was returned almost instantly.
Sun Wukong: Second brother, who dares to bully you? Tell me, Old Sun! See if I, Old Sun, don’t beat him to death with a stick!
Little Muddleheaded Fairy: I knew that Brother Monkey would definitely stand up for me, so I’ll say it! (followed by a touched expression)
Sun Wukong: Say, you say, I will make the decision for you!
Little confused fairy: Brother Monkey, the person who bullied me is called Doumu Yuanjun!
Little confused fairy: Brother Monkey, please speak, Brother Monkey...
Sun Wukong suddenly stopped replying to his message, and Lin Hai was confused.
After a long time, the message from Sun Wukong was sent again.
Sun Wukong: Ahem, second brother, I would like to advise you, say a good word to Lord Doumu Yuan and ask her to let you go!
Little confused fairy: Brother Monkey, are you afraid of her? (There is a frightened expression behind)
Sun Wukong: I am the Monkey King, the Monkey King who is making trouble in the Heavenly Palace. Who are the gods and Buddhas in the sky afraid of?
Sun Wukong: I just feel that no hatred can be resolved.
Sun Wukong: In everything, peace is the most precious thing! Harmony is the most precious thing!
Little Muddleheaded Fairy: Does that mean you can't afford to offend? (There is an aggrieved expression behind)
Sun Wukong: How can I, the old Sun, not be able to offend her? I just don’t want to cause trouble!
Sun Wukong: In that case, tell me what happened!
Sun Wukong couldn't stand Lin Hai's provocation, so he took the bait instantly, and Lin Hai smiled.
Later, he told Sun Wukong what happened on WeChat.
Sun Wukong: You are saying that if you don’t hand over the Jiuli Pot in three days, Lord Doumu Yuan will kill you, but you just don’t want to hand it over, is that what you mean?
Little confused fairy: That’s right, Brother Monkey, I would rather die than surrender!
Sun Wukong: Ah, haha, it’s easy to handle, I thought how much hatred there was!
Ding dong!
Sun Wukong sent you a monkey hair, please check it in the Qiankun bag.
Sun Wukong: Second brother, use this monkey hair to transform a Jiuli pot, just give it to her!
Little confused fairy: Brother Monkey, is this possible?
Lin Hai felt a little unsure, after all, he was Lord Doumu, and his strength was terrifying.
Can Sun Wukong's monkey hair deceive her?
Sun Wukong: Don’t worry, she won’t be able to find it for at least ten days!
Lin Hai was overjoyed, then his eyes gleamed and he continued to send messages.
Little confused fairy: Brother Monkey, please send a few more hairs, don’t be so stingy! (followed by a raised eyebrow expression)
Sun Wukong: Stop talking, I’m going to wash my hair. (There is a tearful expression behind it)
Um... Lin Hai looked confused, what does this mean?
I just want a few monkey hairs. If you don’t give them, forget it. Why is Brother Monkey crying?
Lin Hai couldn't help but shook his head. After not contacting him for many days, Sun Wukong seemed to have become stingy.
Opening the Qiankun bag, Lin Hai took out the monkey hair and his eyes suddenly focused.
He had used this monkey hair many times, and he soon discovered the difference of this monkey hair.
"The eyes look a lot darker than before!"
"Hope it's useful!"
Thinking of this, Lin Hai recited the formula and pointed towards the monkey hair.
"Change!"
Buzz!
A flash of white smoke flashed, and the monkey hair instantly turned into a Jiuli pot.
"Haha, it's done!"
Lin Hai picked up the Jiuli Pot, entered it with his thoughts, and changed the functions inside.
It can be said that it is enough to confuse the fake with the real one.
"It depends on whether it can pass the test!"
Lin Hai put away the Jiuli pot that had transformed into monkey hair, and handed it over to Dou Mu Yuanjun when he came to her door three days later.
In the coming time, Lin Hai was not going to leave the Big Dipper Hall and would directly start practicing in the hall.
Soon, the three days were up, and Lin Hai suddenly opened his eyes.
What is supposed to come must come!
Lin Hai slowly stood up, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
If the Jiuli pot with the shape of monkey hair cannot deceive Lord Doumu, then today we will have no choice but to fight hard!
Buzz!
At this moment, a terrifying coercion suddenly appeared outside the hall.
Lin Hai was shocked and walked out.
As soon as he came out, he saw a hazy light appearing in the void.
Lord Doumu Yuan came through the air, with a majestic look on his face, and hovered above Lin Hai's head. "Three days have come, Jiuli Hu, do you want to hand it over or not?"