Mo Ming stood in the corner, knowing that he couldn't hide it from these big tribes, as long as they wanted to check, how could they not find out that he was an impostor.

Listening to the envoy sitting in the first place, the second elder hurriedly pointed at Mo Ming, saying that the person he was looking for was him.

Mo Ming really wanted to slap this soft bone to death, others were doing everything possible to protect their own clansmen, he was good, and wanted to use him to slap his ass.

The people around him also scoffed at the actions of the two elders and were very disgusted.

"He's not from our barbarians, aren't you faint, do you want to offend the horn clan for him?"

As if sensing the dissatisfaction around him, the second elder snorted coldly.

Mo Ming didn't know that the second elder had long wanted to get rid of him and the old man, since they came, taking his place, the people in the clan didn't even listen to him, which made him very angry, but because of the strength of the old man, he swallowed his anger, and now that the messenger of the big tribe is here, he wants to use the power of the horn clan to make enemies with Mo Ming.

"Little gourd, don't you stand up quickly, the messenger of the horn clan wants to see you, didn't you hear?"

The second elder turned around and shouted to Mo Ming sternly, the flattering smile on the messenger just now was gone, and turning his face was several times faster than turning a book.

Mo Ming walked out slowly, didn't even look at the second elder, hugged his fist at the messenger, and said:

"I don't know what the messenger is doing when he comes to me?"

"Didn't you hear that just now? The Messenger asked you to go to meet you!"

Before the messenger could speak, the second elder's angry shouts came first.

Mo Ming was really angry, and his teeth itched with hatred, why didn't he find this old thing so hateful before.

The barbarians next to them also felt extremely embarrassed, they were all bold by nature, they were all men who shed blood and did not shed tears, but as a result, these two elders made them embarrassed today, and they were all muttering: "Why didn't I find this old thing so hateful before." ”

Mo Ming ignored him, still looking at the messenger.

The envoy looked at the two or three-year-old babies in front of him, wearing a small red belly pocket, and his lower body was simply naked, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he was a little suspicious, this is really the person who said that he had two treasures and killed the general of the Jin clan?

"You are the baby who has two treasures and hacked to death the Jin Clan's Jinshan in the mountain col?"

The messenger wiped his beard and looked down at him, and asked uncertainly, he didn't want to make a mistake and make a fuss.

"It's me. ”

Mo Ming generously admitted that everyone knew about this matter, and he could not allow him to veto.

The old man nodded, and ordered in an unquestioning tone:

"Very well, then you can take the treasure with me and go to meet the patriarch of my clan. ”

As if this was how it should be, Mo Ming was not given the slightest room for refusal, arrogant and domineering.

But Mo Ming's next words made him blind, and he almost ripped off his beard.

I saw Mo Ming look up at him and said indifferently:

"Why?"

The envoy looked at Mo Ming, who didn't care, and was a little angry.

Whether this baby really doesn't know or whether it's fake doesn't know, he actually said such innocent words and blew his face.

Seeing this scene, the two elders felt the anger of the envoy, and wanted to slap the ass again, so they hurriedly shouted at Mo Ming again:

"Bold! Is the messenger something you can fight against? If you want to go, you can go, where there are so many problems. ”

Looking at that ugly face, Mo Ming couldn't help it, glared at the second elder, and said sharply:

"What kind of thing are you, since you don't treat me as a clansman, where do you have the qualifications to bark here, you make another noise, don't blame me for being rude to you!

Being scolded by Mo Ming made the second elder's face flush, but under those big eyes, it also made him sober up a lot, but he forgot, not to mention the old man behind this baby, he alone was a fierce man who killed Jinshan.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the second elder actually didn't refute, his strength was not much worse than that of Jinshan, and he was really afraid that Mo Ming would be angry and attack him.

The messenger glanced at Mo Ming and said nonchalantly:

"Just because I am the messenger of the horn tribe and came with the orders of the patriarch, do you dare to disobey my orders from a small tribe?"

Mo Ming disdainful, what he hates the most in his life is such a person, the dog fights the human power, the status of this envoy in the Jiao clan is definitely not high, and he even has no status, so he only dares to go to these small tribes to find some sense of existence.

"I don't know what to order or not, I'm only two years old, where do I know so much, but I found that your strength is really weak, are you horn clans like this?"

Mo Ming looked at the messenger with big eyes and asked innocently curiously.

The envoy almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood, and he didn't bring such a blow, he came all the way from the horn tribe, and no matter what small tribe he passed, he was treated as a guest of honor, and he was flattered in every way.

Because of the low strength, they were all sent by the Horn Clan to inform some things, in other words, they were just an errand runner, where is there any emissary title.

But they all see through it, and everyone knows that there is indeed a strong horn clan standing behind him.

But now this little doll dares to expose his shortcomings in front of so many people, so how can he bear it.

The messenger was furious, and stood up with his hand slamming the armrest of the chair, and immediately drank:

"Didn't you barbarians hear that he was humiliating me, humiliating the Horns?

It's a pity that there is nothing but the sound of the wind blowing.

The barbarians will not be as ruthless as the second elder, in their eyes, the old man has been a part of the barbarian rescue several times, otherwise he would not let him be the high priest.

Although Mo Ming has not been here for a long time, he is still a child and is quite popular.

How could it be possible to capture him and sacrifice him to others, even if it was a large tribe.

The second elder wanted to speak again, but this time the barbarians were staring at him, and he had to hold back again, otherwise he might really be driven out of the barbarians.

"You guys, it's very good, it's very good, when I go back to tell you, you just wait for the master of the horn clan to come and destroy the clan. ”

When the messenger saw that no one had moved, he was furious, and he threw the chair behind him away, and he wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute"

Mo Ming's big eyes rolled and he exclaimed.

"What are you doing? Now I know that I regret it? I tell you, it's too late, you barbarians, just wait here to die!"

The envoy sneered, thinking that Mo Ming wanted to give in, and knelt down to beg him, very embarrassed.

Who knew that this bare-ass baby just didn't play cards according to common sense and did it directly.

It pounced on him like a roc spreading its wings, and a momentum that was many times stronger than he didn't know emanated from this little baby.

"Little cub, you dare!"

The messenger was taken aback, and hurriedly turned around to defend, but it was useless, the gap was too big, and being bullied by Mo Ming was a fat beating, he didn't expect that he was also Ning Dan, but he couldn't even take this little baby's move.

The old messenger was violently beaten, his nose was bleeding, and the two fist prints on his two eyes were clearly visible, and Mo Ming rode on his neck, making him unable to move.

"If you don't say that I forgot, how can I let you go back to complain, it's better to leave you here. ”

Mo Ming punched again and pouted.

When the messenger heard that this guy was going to lock himself up here and imprison him, he became anxious and hurriedly shouted:

"You put me here, as long as I don't go back for a long time, the horn clan will naturally find out, and you will still have a catastrophe when the time comes, and now let me go, there is still a chance to remedy. ”

He also wants to threaten this little pervert with the power of the horn clan, and at the same time, he is really afraid that this guy will kill people, and he wants to smoke himself with a big mouth, and if he has any ideas, he can't go out safely.

Of course, he didn't expect this guy to dare to even move the people of the Horn Clan.

Hearing his threat, Mo Ming beat him again, and the old messenger was beaten to the point that he was dizzy.

Knowing that this guy eats soft or not hard, he hurriedly surrendered and begged for mercy.

"Little baby, I was wrong, don't fight, I'm just a messenger, not a messenger, it's useless for you to keep me, someone will still come to you after a while, you better let me go." ”

The messenger told the truth, he was just a messenger, not a big person, and it was useless to keep himself.

Mangang and the others saw that the envoy who was still arrogant and domineering just now was beaten by Mo Ming twice, and begged for mercy, but also despised it.

Hearing the messenger's plea for mercy, Mo Ming also stopped his small fist, glanced at the second elder who was trembling next to him, and said in a milky voice:

"Another old unashamed softbone. ”

It embarrassed the envoy under the crotch and the second elder next to him, and their old faces were lost today.

But he still did not let this so-called messenger go, but locked him in a cave next to the barbarian tribe, so as not to cause any trouble, and these people could not be taken seriously, especially if they were forced.

What should come will come, and the greedy heart cannot be suppressed.