I’m Not Your Female Lead!

Ye Language never felt how little of a person she was, but when Xuanxiao fell, she still felt that she instantly blew up goosebumps all over her body.

Had it not been for the fact that she could not have seen the slightest intent to kill in those black eyes that looked straight at her, Ye Language would have almost felt like she was dying from this man's poison hand.

——

After all, the person who usually stands on the opposite side, one side to the other, most likely the one who is being stalled is close to death.

Thinking of this, Ye Language lowered the hand that could still move freely, held a smile on his face, and the confined arm tried to pull back and struggle.

“Your Majesty, I don't understand what this means. ”

Xuanxian still threaded her wrist pliers.

“For so long, it should be enough for Ye Sister to calculate everything I know, right? ”

“…” Ye pupils slightly shrunk.

She almost instinctively said, “How did you know I could pass...”

The rest of the voice was swallowed back by herself after she returned to the cage of reason.

The ideas in Leaf's brain spinned rapidly.

——

The mere reliance on this afternoon's stalling, no matter how intelligent Xuan Xuan is, should at best only be the level of doubt - and never be so sure of what she can “count" through contact.

In other words, Xuanxiao should have known his ability to touch Bu before this afternoon.

Until today, she had mentioned it only once in front of this person.

Or, she only mentioned it once in her life.

“ …… ”

Think of a possibility where the heart of Ye Language plunges.

If the pit filling system was an entity, she would probably have strangled it by now.

“That's what you told me about '100 percent initialization'? - That's what you said, he could never have had a previous memory?! ”

The system was also shocked by the situation at this time, Nane could not react to the Leaf questioning for half a day.

In reality, Xuan Xuan did not pause because of the communication between the two, and he approached Ye more closely.

“At this point, won't you admit it? ”

Ye tongued his fingertips.

At this moment, she is unexpectedly in a completely passive position because of the excessive trust the system had previously said.

She couldn't figure out what Xuanxuan knew, how much she knew, and how she knew.

After a few seconds of silence, Ye sighed slowly.

She looked up at Xuanxiao, her lips slightly hooked up: "Does Your Majesty want me to make a choice? ”

This smile, no longer concealed, with a strong personal style familiar to the woman, instinctively lost him.

“What choice? ”

The initiative returned to the middle position, and Ye still smiled, “I guess… submissive, or extinguished? ”

Xuanxiao's eyes sank.

Of course that's not what he asked her to choose, but he can guess why Ye said that.

Leaf wants to shift the contradiction.

Moving the contradictions from the most deadly to the marginalized and unimportant issue for her - standing by.

Seeing as the plot is about to succeed, Ye Language laughs even harder: “Your Majesty knows that I am capable of arithmetic skills, so of course I will choose to stand by you. ”

Xuanxuan stared at Ye Language uncomfortably. Those dark eyes were like some kind of vicious beast that could jump out of her at any moment.

Ye Language was slightly faint and felt some emotion.

It is almost impossible to find the same spot in front of this Xuan Yu, the 500 taels that she came into contact with in her previous life.

However, only a few years later, this man's heart and machine capital has reached the point where the water is so dripping, even through his identity, he knows what happened in previous life, but he can't bear to know how long... it's kind of scary.

Think of Xuanxian's heart in the final chapter of "The Night Non-Demon", and Ye Language feels more like a shriek.

Xuan Xuan glanced tightly at Ye Language's figure, and the force pinched on her wrist increased by a few points.

Through the impulse of his mind, he leaned over, “You know what I don't want...”

The voice went down and the carriage stopped.

The attendant outside the window whispered: “Your Majesty, we are at the inn. ”

Xuanxiao's eyes moved slightly.

After a long time, he slowly loosened his hand and glanced deeply at Ye Language before turning around and getting off the carriage.

“ ………… ”

In an empty trunk with no one but himself, Ye slowly relaxed the breath of the hanging.

It was like a century before her heart stopped beating like a drum in her ear.

When all consciousness returned, she grinded her teeth slowly, almost verbally:

“Pit filling system - if you play dead again, I'll crush this damn system carrier! ”

“ …… ”

*

The next morning, the leaves were circled with two dark eyes.

She accidentally fell asleep all night, a little irritated.

Before entering the carriage, she wondered how she would cope with Xuanxiao, circumventing the pit filling system and her own existential problems if she were to catch up with the developments of last night.

It was just a little surprising to her that Xuanxian, who was watching the gods in the trunk, reacted when he saw her, but it was as if nothing had happened.

——

Had it not been for one night last night, Ye Language would have had to wonder if he had a dream.

When the puller's horse ran out of Phoenix, Ye Language glanced at the destination. Although his heart counted, he asked:

“Your Majesty, where are you going? ”

Nor did Xuanxiao's eyes open, and his voice was cold: “Sword Sect. ”

Ye: “…”

She really shouldn't have blamed herself last night.

Ye still cherishes the illusion of "superficial couples” and “superficial peace” that he sustained last night through his strenuous efforts.

She smiled softly, "Your Majesty has also decided to take part in the Sword Sect honorary disciple selection? ”

“ …… ”

After listening to this, Xuanxian finally reacted a little.

He opened his eyes, his black eyes staring instantly at Ye, “What's my plan? Didn't you get it straight last night? ”

Ye Language rarely accounted for this person's disobedience, explaining: "I can only count the original number of orders of the world - His Majesty's has changed the number of orders, and now you have no specific plan of thought, and I will not know it - please rest assured Your Majesty. ”

Just as she had no idea that the person had recognized herself.

In fact, after a night of sedimentation and contemplation, Xuanxuan has figured this out.

The surprise reaction of Ye Language at the stall was that he took a look at it, and obviously even if he had touched it, she would take it as if he had remembered the past.

“If you don't have my plan, why did you join the Sword Sect? ”

Ye: “Although it is not a plan of His Majesty's mind, I can still know a little about other things in the world. ”

Ye paused slightly and glanced, "For example, there is something in that sword sect that is extremely important to His Majesty's promotion to chaos. ”

After listening to Ye Language, Xuanxuan's eyes moved.

A moment later, he opened his eyes and said, "... so you're going to Sword Sect for me? ”

Ye: “——? ”

I don't know why, although this causal relationship is barely established, Xuanxian reacts a little unnaturally and has a tone... or Ye Language seems to have misunderstood something.

Failure to receive a positive positive response did not affect Xuanxuan's good mood. He looked back at Ye: “Will my sister hurt me or betray me? ”

The nearby dark eyes were clear and bright, and Ye Language tranced to feel that the teenager still sitting in front of him was the youngster of the last life.

She barely thought about it. Instinctively, she said:

“No.”

A little joy swept into the eye, Xuan Xuan faded away the harmless look, slanting her lips and laughing low.

“Sure. ”

“Then I'll believe my sister, for the last time. ”

“ …… ”

Seeing the harmless teenager turn back into the demon emperor, how can Ye Language not react to Xuan Fang clearly masquerade?

She turned her face unemotionally.

The world has changed, and there is no trust between people and dogs.