Chapter 344

Seeing everyone looking at her, a smile immediately appeared on Li Mochou's charming face: "I just saw that Miss Zhou was nervous, so I was joking."

After speaking,

she said to Zhou Zhiruo again, "The Young Master is really not a bad person. If you don't believe me, you'll know when we find the Golden-Haired Lion King later."

Although she did not know what method Jiang Chen would use to obtain the Dragon-Slaying Saber from the Golden-Haired Lion King,

Li Mochou believed that Jiang Chen would absolutely not use his power to oppress others.

This could already be seen when the other party wanted to enter the Ancient Tomb but first sought the opinions of her and Long Er.

Moreover,

the other party even gave them the Ancient Tomb Sect the peerless cultivation method, the Nine Yin True Sutra, just like that.

Therefore, Li Mochou did not believe that Jiang Chen would kill people indiscriminately for the Dragon-Slaying Saber and the Heaven-Reliant Sword.

Of course,

if the Golden-Haired Lion King himself was that kind of heinous bad person, then no matter what method Jiang Chen used to obtain the Dragon-Slaying Saber, she would feel it was normal.

Seeing Li Mochou's sincerity, which did not look like she was lying at all,

Zhou Zhiruo bit her lower lip and said softly, "Since that's the case, I believe in the Young Master's character."

"That's more like it."

Hearing Zhou Zhiruo's words, Li Mochou immediately smiled, "By the way, I forgot to tell you our identities. My name is Li Mochou, and this is my junior sister, Long Er; we are both disciples of the Ancient Tomb Sect of the Great Song Dynasty."

Just after she finished speaking,

she pointed at Jiang Chen and said with a smile, "As for the Young Master... the Young Master is a disciple of Snow Moon City of the Northern Li Dynasty."

Who would have thought,

hearing Li Mochou's words,

Zhou Zhiruo immediately widened her eyes and looked at Jiang Chen in disbelief: "Could the Young Master be Jiang Chen, the disciple of the Snow Moon Sword Immortal who was all the rage in the Northern Li Dynasty a while ago?"

This time it was Jiang Chen's turn to be stunned,

he looked at Zhou Zhiruo with some surprise: "You've heard of me?"

"Of course I've heard of you."

Zhou Zhiruo smiled sweetly; the worry that had remained on her face had already disappeared, replaced by eyes full of smiles, even mixed with a hint of worship:

"At that time, to save your Master, the Snow Moon Sword Immortal, you killed several powerhouses above the Great Carefree Realm from the Northern Li Jianghu's number one assassin organization; this has already spread in our Great Ming Jianghu."

Following that,

she did not know what Zhou Zhiruo thought of,

but a hint of shyness suddenly flashed in her eyes, yet she continued to say,

"Later, I heard that the Daoist Sword Immortal, one of the five great sword immortals of Northern Li who was only one step away from breaking through to the Spirit-Wandering Mystic Realm, wanted to break the rules of Snow Moon City and was also killed by you with one sword."

Speaking of this,

Zhou Zhiruo looked at Jiang Chen with anticipation and asked curiously, "Young Master, is this matter also true?"

Jiang Chen did not notice the change in Zhou Zhiruo's expression, but asked with some surprise, "This news also spread to the Great Ming Dynasty?"

"This matter hasn't yet."

Hearing Jiang Chen's words, a hint of shyness appeared on Zhou Zhiruo's face again: "This was also something I heard by chance on the way to Ice Fire Island."

Thinking that she still had a portrait of Jiang Chen in her bosom at this moment, Zhou Zhiruo felt her heart beating like a deer.

It was just...

she didn't know who painted this portrait; it was too far off, wasn't it?

Secretly glancing at Jiang Chen, whose face was like a crown of jade and who was handsome and elegant, looking countless times better than in the portrait, Zhou Zhiruo could not help but be speechless. ===== CHAPTER 345 =====

I wonder who painted this portrait; it's way too inaccurate, isn't it?

Stealing a glance at Jiang Chen before her—whose face was like jade, whose bearing was elegant and handsome, and who was countless times better-looking than the one in the portrait—Zhou Zhiruo could not help but be speechless.

... Chuan.