Christina's pretty face is frosty.

It was rude to entertain guests in the temple by himself, and there was a commotion outside.

Then I saw Auston lying on the ground, his face covered in blood, his body twitching like a dying toad, and his face changed again: "Can anyone tell me what is going on here?" ”

A nun dared to lean into Christina's ear and whispered, and then she saw the plump archbishop suddenly look at Roger, and Celubellia next to her, in disbelief.

Rank four, among the transcendents, is barely a small master, and can be easily crushed by an ordinary person who has no spiritual power and is not even an extraordinary? How is this possible? How did he do it?

Why did Celubel come back suddenly?

The silver-haired and red-eyed girl could see that the things in front of her were not suitable for her participation, and bowed slightly at Christina: "Sister, I see that you still have something to do here, so I'll leave first." ”

Christina nodded slightly, not saying more. After all, this is an internal affair of the Dawn and Redemption Church, and it is relatively humiliating, so naturally the fewer outsiders the better.

After saying goodbye, the silver-haired and red-eyed girl and the young people around her walked straight to the outside of the church.

Youth, always on his toes, nostrils facing the sky.

However, the silver-haired and red-eyed girl, when she walked in front of Roger, her scarlet eyes involuntarily drifted over, and she was slightly curious about this young man who was just an ordinary commoner, but had defeated a fourth-rank transcendent.

And the man kept staring at his gaze, which also made the girl a little baffled.

There are often men looking at them, and the girl has long been used to it, but there has never been a man's gaze that is as hot as this one.

At the moment when the two passed by, a scene that made everyone's eyes widen appeared.

Roger, who had been stiff on the ground, motionless as if he had been immobilized, suddenly pounced on the silver-haired and red-eyed girl, and at the moment when everyone had no time to react, he held this beautiful girl in his arms.

The neck is intertwined, and the silver hair flutters against Roger's face, with the fragrance peculiar to a girl.

For a moment, there was silence.

The young man beside the girl was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned extremely blue, and he shouted: "Bastard, let go of my fiancée." ”

At that moment, the aristocratic young man only felt that his head was green...... Damn, this is his fiancée, he hasn't even touched his fiancée's little hand, and now he was hugged by a strange man first?

Damn, shit, shit......

Everyone was stunned, Archbishop Christina and dozens of priests, no one expected that Roger would dare to hug someone's fiancée here in front of his fiancé.

Celubelia couldn't help but complain in her heart about her master, she was really shameless enough.

Even the girl herself was startled by Roger's movements, her slender waist was hugged hard by the man's arm, and the bodies of the two were almost tightly fit together, so that the girl could clearly feel Roger's hot body and violent heartbeat.

Also, the body seemed to tremble out of fear.

Roger, unwilling to let go.

Only by hugging the girl in front of him tightly did Roger have a hazy sense of reality.

I'm afraid that as soon as I let go, Dolotia will disappear from my eyes again, and everything will turn into a dream.

It was Dolotia who buried herself.

To say that there is no resentment in his heart is false, and Roger also wants to find Dolotia and ask about everything.

But when he saw Dolotia again, Roger realized that his control was not as strong as he imagined.

The silver hair was a little messy, and it took two seconds for the girl to understand what had happened. What is this, was she attacked by an idiot?

The delicate face was a little more panicked, and the slender body subconsciously struggled in Roger's arms: "Sir, please let go of me......"

It's just that Roger didn't mean to let go at all, and the strength on his arm was even greater, so that this beautiful girl felt a slight pain.

Frowning slightly, the girl was just about to mobilize her spiritual power and forcibly break free from the man's arms, but at this moment the girl heard a voice from the man's mouth:

"Dolotia, I've finally found you."

Dolotia?

The girl's crimson pupils suddenly contracted.

Selubellia's face suddenly turned pale for a moment, Dolotia, this ...... Isn't that the name of the master's wife, does it say......

The change in the girl's eyes only lasted for a short moment, and she was not noticed by anyone, her crimson eyes glanced at the man holding her with some complicated eyes, slowly stretched out her hands, and gently but powerfully peeled the man's arm away from her body: "This gentleman, you recognize the wrong person, I am not Dolotia." ”

Roger, who was pushed away, gradually returned to his sanity after the initial impulse.

But his eyes were still staring at the girl in front of him, with the same silver hair and the same crimson pupils as his wife, and that very similar, equally beautiful face......

That face was constantly overlapping, overlapping, overlapping with the face of his wife in his memory, but it could not be completely overlapped.

Although the girl in front of her looks very similar to her wife, there is still a little difference after all.

In comparison, the wife is more mature, and the girl in front of her is young and immature, and there seems to be an indissoluble sorrow between her eyebrows.

There was still a tear mole in the corner of his wife's eye, but the corner of the girl's eye in front of her was white.

The most important thing is the difference in figure, when he just hugged the girl in front of him, Roger could feel that although the girl in front of him was slender, it was concave and convex, and the size of the chest was not too big, but it was definitely not small.

That's certainly not the touch that can be padded with seven layers of mats.

Not to mention 30,000 years, even if it was 300,000 years, it was impossible for Dolotia's chest to be of this size.

Could it be that you really recognized the wrong person?

However, in addition to these subtle differences, the two people are too similar, even if their sanity has been restored, Roger's spirit is still in a trance from time to time, and he subconsciously thinks that the girl in front of him is Dolotia.

Is there really two people in this world who are so similar? Was this a pure coincidence, or was it something else?

"I'm sorry, beautiful young lady, but I recognized the wrong person." Taking a deep breath, Roger suppressed the doubts in his chest and apologized.

The silver-haired and red-eyed girl smiled softly, and that smile made Roger's heart tremble slightly, and he always felt more like Dolotia when he laughed.

"It's okay, it's normal to recognize the wrong person." The girl generously said that she didn't care: "By the way, I just heard you call me Dolotia, that's a woman's name." ”

"That's right, that's my wife." Roger nodded heavily: "She has the same long silver hair as white as snow, crimson eyes like blood, and a face as beautiful as you." ”

"That's a coincidence." The girl covered her mouth and chuckled: "Can I take this sentence as your compliment to me?" ”

Roger spread his hands and said, "I'm sorry if you feel offended, but I'm not a good person to lie." ”

The smile on the girl's face became more and more intense: "Sir's mouth should have deceived a lot of girls, by the way, I don't know Mr.'s name yet." ”

The girl's fiancé watched his fiancée being hugged by the side, but the fiancée was not only angry, but also chatted very intimately with the man, and even took the initiative to ask the man's name, and his face turned green for a while.

That look is more distorted than eating two catties of fly droppings.

"My name is Roger, Roger. Ballet. Roger also gradually returned to normal: "I don't know Miss's name!" ”

The girl's eyes contracted again, and her lips moved unconsciously: "Rosalina......"

"My name is Rosalina. Ballet! ”

The girl's eyes drooped: "We are really fated, even the surname is the same!" ”