Xue Chang, who had already boarded the carriage, didn't know that a sect alliance led by the Xiaoyao Sect was quietly forming. At this moment, he was looking at Gu Shijing sitting opposite him: She was dressed up in a vigorous outfit, and her tight clothes perfectly presented the curves of her body.

"I remember... you didn't seem to be wearing this outfit in the morning." Xue Chang couldn't help asking.

"My outer garment was cut." Gu Shijing responded casually.

"In the last game?" Xue Chang nodded when Gu Shijing nodded and asked with a little reproach: "So you are still trying your best today?"

Gu Shijing looked out the car window and ignored him.

"Are you injured?" Xue Chang asked with concern.

Gu Shijing glanced at him sideways and said coldly: "No."

Seeing that Xue Chang was a little disbelief, Gu Shijing hesitated for a moment and actually explained another sentence: "The flower green brocade in the Embroidery Building stabbed me with a sword, but was blocked by the armor. I returned her with a sword, but she didn't block it."

"Don't take such risks in the future." Xue Chang tried to persuade in a gentle tone.

Gu Shijing lowered her eyes and looked out the window again.

After that, the two of them said nothing.

When they returned to the mansion, the disciples of the Goddess Palace and the Xiaoyao Sect had already come back. When they asked about the situation, they were similar to yesterday. The Goddess Palace won both battles, and the Xiaoyao Sect lost two losses. Fortunately, Xu Xi and the others were still very fighting spirit and did not see any obvious frustration. Therefore, Xue Chang did not say much comfort, but discussed the gains and losses of these two rounds of sect competitions with them in the martial arts field.

After dinner, Xue Chang was about to go back to the room to practice, but unexpectedly, two guests came.

"President Xue." Liu Lingying was not good at using a more affectionate name in formal occasions, but said with a smile: "This is Deputy Commander Xu Zhen of Longwei. He is ordered by the emperor to come to know you about the situation of the Beiyan spy who sneaked into your room that night."

After hearing this, Xue Chang looked at the middle-aged man next to him wearing a black official robe, slightly fat and smiling.

Although Long Wei was responsible for organizing personal competitions in the past three days, the martial arts people and Long Wei seemed to have deliberately kept a distance and did not communicate too much, which made Xue Chang feel that they were ordinary staff members in the court. But he had also heard of some terrible rumors about Long Wei, and felt like the Jinyiwei of the Ming Dynasty in his previous life. He was not very scared, but he was a little troubled, and began to regret not controlling his mouth last night and told the story of the spy in Beiyan.

Xu Zhen saw it and thought the other party was a little nervous because of Long Wei's reputation, so he bowed and said, "Sect Master Xue, I'm really sorry, I'm here to disturb you so late! But Lord Cao was anxious and we had no choice. I was shameless and invited the imperial concubine to come here because I was afraid that you would be too careful. We really just asked about the situation, and there was no other meaning-"

"Xu Houer, how come there is so much nonsense? Get the important business done quickly and don't delay the rest of Master Xue!" Liu Lingying looked at Xu Zhen unhappily.

"Yes! Yes!" Xu Zhen quickly responded repeatedly, looking at Xue Chang's face showing surprise, and explained specifically: "I was very thin when I was young."

Xue Chang looked at his funny look, held back his smile and asked, "Do I want to go to the Longwei yamen with you?"

"No, no, just here." Xu Zhen said quickly: "It's too much to disturb you so late. How dare you bother Master Xue anymore."

Long Wei was really prepared. It seemed that he was determined to catch the Northern Yan spy... Thinking of this, Xue Chang became serious and began to examine these people carefully.

After more than a year of internal skills cultivation, Xue Chang's mental thoughts have become quite strong, and his memory will never be bad. Now with the real objects as a comparison, the memory in his mind will immediately become clear.

"He is a bit like it." Xue Chang pointed to one of the men in black and said with more certainty.

"Everyone else should go out." When the Long Guard was speaking, there was a ball of white sticky mud in his left palm. He held a small sharp knife long in his right hand and pointed to the man in black who was left behind, saying, "Master Xue, where are they not like?"

"The eyebrows are not as thick as that... the face seems to be a little fatter... the chin should be shorter..." Xue Chang looked at the man in black in front of him, recalling the appearance of the spy in Beiyan that night, and said while thinking.

The Long Wei was also looking at the man in black in front of him, but his hands kept kneading the white mud, and then according to Xue Chang's description, he took out a very thin brush from his arms, and dripped some ink from the Long Wei who was writing next to him, and began to carefully draw the finishing touch.

“What is the hair?”

"It's covered with a black cloth and I can't see clearly."

"Do you have sideburns?"

"No."

"Well, no sideburns and no beards."

...

Finally, he stopped moving and stretched his left hand to Xue Chang's eyes: "Is it him?"

What was shown in front of Xue Chang was no longer a ball of white mud, but a clay figure with a nose and eyes, which was really lifelike! The key is that it really resembles the Northern Yan spy in Xue Chang's memory! This is no less than the sketches of the criminal portraits he saw on TV in his previous life, and even more powerful than that! Looking at the calm expressions of other dragon guards, it was obvious that the other party often did this, and they were all used to it.

"It looks a bit like it." Xue Chang stretched out a thumb: "This brother is really amazing!"

"Our Longwei relied on Sun Er's skill to capture many spies from other countries over the years." Xu Zhen praised with a little pride.

But Sun Er did not look complacent, but said calmly: "Although this spy is ordinary and not easy to remember, it is still very likely that it is easy to behave. Did Master Xue discover that there is anything unnatural on his face when he speaks?"

Xue Chang thought about it, shook her head and said, "I haven't noticed that the man has very few expressions."

"Since that's the case, it's not ruled out that he disguised himself." Sun Er said, taking out a ball of white mud, and while asking Xue Chang, he kneaded him, quickly sculpted the spy from head to toe and placed it on the coffee table, saying, "If he changes his appearance, his appearance cannot be used as a basis, but his eyes and figure are the basis. Fat people are easy to dress, but thin people are difficult to dress, unless he knows how to collect muscles and bones, but that is extremely profound martial arts. If he does, how can he be a spy-"

Speaking of this, he remembered something and asked, "President Xue, are this person's teeth white when he speaks? Is the skin color on his hands consistent with that on his face?"
Chapter completed!