Transmigrating to Female Supremacy: Husbands, Don’t Be Too Outrageous

The woman who was grilling the meat paused for a moment, opened her eyelids, and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes.

Ji Zhen felt as if her whole body was blown by a cold wind, and her hair stood on end. She involuntarily pulled Zhao Youqing's sleeves tighter.

The woman laughed again, her face full of flesh stretched out, and her face looked even more ferocious than when she wasn't laughing. Ji Zhen actually wanted to laugh, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The woman's smile faded, she picked up the meat knife next to the grill, rubbed it back and forth on the whetstone twice, then turned her sharp eyes towards Ji Zhen and said with a half-smile:

"Why, girl, are you so happy thinking about the divine meat?"

When the woman spoke, the two pieces of flesh on her cheeks shook up and down as she spoke, which made Ji Zhen laugh even louder. Zhao Youqing quickly pulled her hand and asked her to restrain herself. Unexpectedly, she said to the woman:

"Boss, it's a shame for you to sell barbecue here with your looks. Are you willing to follow me into the army and kill the enemy in battle? To intimidate the enemy?"

Ji Zhen's words were completely beyond the woman's expectations. Her hand holding the knife froze in place, and she was speechless for a moment.

Even the passers-by who were eating barbecue were stunned by what they heard, thinking to themselves:

The boss has already written "not easy to mess with" on his face, why are there still people rushing to cause trouble and get killed? Do they really think their lives are too long?

A few people looked at each other, quickly finished the barbecue in their hands, put down the skewers, and left quietly.

After all, it was a dark market, where fights often occurred. The government above didn't care about what was happening below, so even if someone died, it was normal. They didn't want to eat barbecue and get covered in blood!

But who is Ji Zhen? The Qingyan County King who was created on the battlefield doesn't even know how to write the word "fear".

What's more, she said this very sincerely, and her eyes were full of expectation. Even Zhao Youqing was stunned by what she said. He gently pulled her sleeve and asked in a low voice:

"Zhenzhen, do you really want to recruit her?"

Ji Zhen glanced at Zhao Youqing in confusion and said angrily:

"Of course I really do!"

After saying that, he took a step forward, slapped the woman on the shoulder, pinched her arm, and nodded with great satisfaction:

"Look at these arms and shoulders. Without the Tongzi Kungfu, there would be no such physique."

After that, he took the knife from the woman's hand along her arm, put it on his hand, raised his eyebrows and said:

"This knife has a thin and firm blade, and can be held in one hand. It is a top-grade knife that can cut iron like mud. It can even cut horse hooves! It is a waste of resources to use it to cut barbecue."

After saying that, he looked at the knife carefully in his hand again, and then reluctantly put it back into the woman's hand.

She took off the translucent black veil tied on her face, took out a golden bead as big as a night pearl from her small purse and placed it in the woman's hand, saying seriously:

"I am Ji Zhen, the Prince of Qingyan County. If you are interested in joining the army, you can take this little golden bead of mine and go to the East Camp outside the city to find General Yu Bojun. Okay?"

Zhao Youqing was shocked, and he grabbed Ji Zhen's wrist tightly, pulled her back, and whispered:

"Are you crazy? The dark market is called the dark market because people hide their identities and conduct transactions. How can you reveal your identity here?"

Ji Zhen smiled faintly, patted Zhao Youqing's hand soothingly, and whispered in the same low voice:

"Don't worry, I know it."

The two whispered, and the woman did not speak. She just stared blankly at the small golden bead in her hand. The candlelight suddenly flickered, reflecting a golden light on the smooth surface of the small golden bead. She seemed to have just recovered, smiled to herself, raised her eyes and grinned at Ji Zhen sinisterly:

"What if I say I don't want to go?"

Ji Zhen didn't even think about it and replied directly:

"If you don't want to go, that's fine. Consider this little golden bead a gift from me to you. It shows my deep appreciation for you."

The woman suddenly burst into laughter, and with a thud, she thrust the knife into the meat-cutting chopping board. Suddenly, the smile on her face disappeared, and a murderous aura suddenly appeared on her body. She said in a low voice:

"What a rich and powerful Qingyan County Prince. However, not all people in this world can be rewarded as you please, and I, Ye Hui, am not someone you can order around as you please."

After saying that, he slapped the knife table with his palm, and the long knife was lifted up by this palm, leaving a silver track in the air and fell into Ye Hui's hand. She stared at Ji Zhen with dark eyes, as if she had a blood feud with her.

Suddenly, the long knife cut through the stagnant air like a flash of lightning and slashed straight towards Ji Zhen's face.

"careful!"

Zhao Youqing couldn't help but yelled, but Ji Zhen pushed him aside and said with a smile:

"It's okay, just watch the fight from a distance."

After saying that, he quickly bent down and leaned back slightly, perfectly avoiding the blade.

When Ye Hui saw that Ji Zhen actually had some real skills, her face suddenly turned ugly.

"Humph, you are such a lustful ghost. You fought with me and yet you still flirted with me. Today I will let you two become a pair of desperate lovers and go to the underworld to flirt with each other!"

Before he finished speaking, the long sword attacked Ji Zhen again, with great momentum. This time Ji Zhen did not dodge, she smiled at Ye Hui. She shook her body and rushed forward. In the dark corner, there was a loud sound of weapons clashing, and sparks flew.

Ji Zhen held the long knife firmly in front of her with one hand holding the blade on her fingertips. The sharp blade seemed to be only inches away from her, but Ye Hui turned her hand away and could not chop it down at all.

She looked at Ji Zhen's small finger blade in disbelief and said angrily:

"How is that possible? It's just a fingertip blade, how can it stop me..."

"Your Drunken Spring Blade?"

Ji Zhen took over Ye Hui's words and was satisfied to see the look of disbelief on her face.

"How do you know this is Drunken Spring Blade? Who are you?"

Ye Hui's heart immediately became confused, and she was no longer as calm and fierce as before.

This Zui Chun Dao was passed down to her by her master. It was made from the last piece of fallen sand meteorite iron in the world, and it could cut iron like mud. It looked extremely plain and simple, not even as good-looking as the swords worn by princes and nobles. But it took her master three years to make it, and he gave his own Jianghu name to this sword.

Her master said, "I want to serve my country. You are still young, so stay in the mountains. If you don't come back, this sword will protect you for me."

Her words came true, her master died in Wanren Mountain and never came back.

But she, Ji Zhen, was given an official title and became the powerful Prince of Qingyan!

When she thought of her master, Ye Hui's heart was filled with anger again. She used all her internal strength, poured it into the knife, stared at Ji Zhen and cursed:

"You, the Prince of Qingyan who climbed to the top by stepping on other people's bones, are not worthy of touching Zui Chun Dao."

Ye Hui's eyes turned red as she tried to increase her internal strength. Ji Zhen felt her internal strength running wild and felt something was wrong. She immediately added another three points of internal strength and raised her fingertips upwards, directly knocking Ye Hui's Drunken Spring Knife away. Then she hit Ye Hui's chest with a palm to weaken her strength.

puff--

Ye Hui couldn't bear it and staggered, spit out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed to the ground.