A black doctor from a certain American comic

"Husband, you just have fun at home, while Doushuang'er and I went out to do errands!" Long Er kissed Murphy gently on his pretty face.

It is said that all the disciples who were in the main altar of Shenlong Sect that day were wiped out by Wu Yingxiong and Feng Xifan. However, the huge Shenlong Sect cannot naturally only have those disciples. There should be other branches in Yunnan and branches in other provinces around Yunnan. Still safe and sound.

Long Er wanted to gather those factions together, mix them with Wu Sangui's influence, and enhance his control over Wu Sangui's Yunnan foundation.

However, she will definitely have to pretend to be Wu Sangui for a long time in the future, and she will not be able to show herself as Long Er all the time, so she is planning to make Xiao Shuang'er a saint of the Shenlong Sect and assist her in reorganizing the Shenlong Sect.

During these two days of getting along, both young and old Shuang'er were conquered by Long'er, and they would definitely call her "eldest sister" when they saw her.

"Go with peace of mind, leave it to me." Murphy waved his hand and said.

He doesn't need to wear a human skin mask to pretend to be Wu Sangui. As long as he adds an aura around himself, everyone who sees him will automatically think that he is Wu Sangui.

"My husband, please be careful, don't kill anyone." Long Er smiled ambiguously at Mo Fei, and then left Pingxi Prince's Mansion with his children.

"Cough!" Murphy touched his nose awkwardly.

He still couldn't resist Long Er's temptation to ask Chen Yuanyuan to sleep with him...

Mainly because of Chen Yuanyuan...

"Your Majesty, Mrs. Chen would like to see you."

While Mo Fei was still thinking about it, someone from his subordinates came in to report.

In the past two days, Long'er carried out a large-scale purge of the personal guards who were most familiar with Wu Sangui. Those who must be loyal to Wu Sangui were transferred from the personal guards and went to other places, while those who were not very determined just stayed. Then she vigorously promoted some people who were originally friendly to the Dragon Cult to join her.

It's impossible to replace the entire bodyguard at once, it would be too easy to make people suspicious, so we can only do it step by step.

"Let her in!" Murphy said calmly.

Chen Yuanyuan walked in at a leisurely pace. Her face was extremely charming, even almost demonic. Her dark eyebrows, vermilion lips, dark eyes, and snow-white skin were all beautiful and alluring. However, she had such a bright and charming face, but she was dressed very simply. She only wore a fresh and bright single-snail bun, which immediately lost a third of her charm, leaving only a lot of charm and charm.

"Join me, Your Majesty." Chen Yuanyuan bowed.

"Get back on your feet." Mo Fei said calmly according to his imagination of Wu Sangui's appearance.

Chen Yuanyuan raised her head and looked at Mo Fei with a puzzled expression. Under the influence of the Tao Heart Demon, she could not see the flaw in Mo Fei's facial expression.

In addition, Wu Sangui's eldest son Wu Yingxiong has just passed away, so even if there are some changes, it is normal.

But how could the person with me last night be Wu Sangui...

Although the appearance is the same as Wu Sangui, the size cannot be disguised...

After lying down, you can't disguise your height...

If she hadn't thought that Wu Sangui had lost his beloved son last night and needed to vent, so she planned to bear it silently from the beginning, couldn't stop in the middle, and passed out later... maybe she could have raised questions on the spot...

Therefore, after she woke up this morning, she felt something was wrong, so she came to Murphy to test her!

Chen Yuanyuan first tried to find the answer from Mo Fei, but she couldn't find it. No matter how she looked at it, Mo Fei was Wu Sangui.

Later, Chen Yuanyuan thought about it and suddenly said: "My lord, do you still remember the poem you wrote for me when we first met?"

Mo Fei was helpless for a while. He knew some damn poem, but if he could read Chen Yuanyuan's divergent thoughts, he would be able to know it immediately, but...he was too lazy to do that.

It's better to just tell Chen Yuanyuan directly.

They are all his women anyway.

"I……"

Just as Mo Fei opened his mouth and said one word, suddenly, a loud shout came from the rooftop: "Wu Sangui! Death to the thief!"