Blood splattered everywhere, sticking to the Eye of Voyeurism.

Without the support of the bridge of his nose and ears, the Voyeur Eye fell to the ground with a thud, and the scarlet sticky marks on the lenses were rolling off the scarlet sticky mark.

The sudden turn of events frightened Evangelin.

Piercing screams reverberated through the old mansion.

Selubellia, who was preparing lunch on the first floor, the little evil spirit sleeping on the sofa with her little belly exposed, and the little ghost Louise who was wandering around the ancient mansion, all heard Evangelin's voice at the same time.

The little ghost bounced off the couch, Celubellia put down the kitchen utensils in her hand, and the little ghost's eyes widened and they all rushed upstairs.

When they arrived in the room, all they could see was Roger lying on the floor with nervous spasms and losing his head.

When they saw this scene, everyone's faces changed miserably, and Selubelia couldn't control her whole body and pounced, but before Selubelia rushed to arrive, she was caught by the little evil spirit.

"Don't bother him, he's not dead." Little Lilith made a cold sound.

As an evil spirit, her vision is far more vicious than that of Serubelia.

She knew that, as an existence older than herself, Roger would never die easily.

What's more, if Roger died, she would also be finished, but this scene did not happen.

But how terrifying would it be to make an old monster like Roger such a miserable existence?

The little demon's throat squirmed slightly, and its slender little hands clenched subconsciously.

It's like a stimulated wild animal, with a slightly bent waist, and it's a posture ready to hunt, ready to meet the enemy.

But there was nothing around, and the little evil spirit didn't notice anything.

After carefully perceiving it for a long time, the little evil spirit turned its gaze back to Roger, and a trace of flesh buds on the severed neck was rapidly growing.

This body was only created by Roger using tentacles to simulate Selubelia's body, not Roger's body, and the head was not really the point.

Even if your head is blown off, you won't die.

As for the real core of the tentacle monster, where the real key is, that is Roger's biggest secret.

The picture of the growth of flesh sprouts looks a little scary and creepy. Look at the book

But Evangerine, the little ghost, and Selubellia all breathed a sigh of relief, which at least showed that Roger was really alive.

It was a rather slow process, and it took nearly half an hour for Roger's head to grow back.

After a few more seconds, Roger, who was lying motionless on the ground, finally opened his eyes.

There seemed to be a voice echoing in his ears.

Who is that thunderous explosion?

It was the one that was gentle and delicate with a little joy: Brother? Leave me alone!

He was trying very hard to control the feelings in his heart, his fingers clenching and his knuckles crunching.

He didn't cry out loud or laugh, his mood was no longer something that crying and laughing could convey.

As soon as she stood up, Selubelia had already pounced, a pair of lotus-like arms wrapped around Roger's waist hard, and from that trembling body, you could feel how panicked Celubelia was.

She seemed to be crying.

My chest was wet.

Roger forced a smile and gently patted Selubelia's long silky hair, "Good, I'm fine...... Sorry, though, to worry you."

The little evil spirit in the back also breathed a sigh of relief.

Evangeline was also a little relieved.

Just now, Evangelin was really scared to the extreme, if Roger really died because of the photos he provided, the little evil spirit and Selubellia would never let their mother and daughter go.

After truly sensing Roger's body temperature and heartbeat, Celubellia finally felt a little relieved and left Roger's arms.

Roger walked over to Evangeline, "Evangel

Miss Jielin, thank you for giving me the lead."

His voice was solemn.

This thank you is definitely from the heart.

Sister Euphemia is still alive.

This news is so important to Roger.

The pressure that has been pressed in the bottom of my heart, and who has appeared in front of Roger in the form of nightmares countless times, can finally be relieved a little.

It's just that the situation of my sister doesn't look good, she seems to be imprisoned in a palace.

At this time, Roger had another goal in mind, a goal that he had to accomplish no matter what the cost.

He had failed to protect Yuphimia before, and this time he had to save Yuphimia.

Even if Euphemia was warning herself to leave her alone.

Even if Yuphemia's existence was imprisoned, the mysterious queen could explode his head through space in an instant, disturbing his soul for 30,000 years.

Evangelin was finally relieved.

"By the way, little evil spirit, Selubelia, from now on Evanjieline and Louise will be companions living together in the ancient mansion, you can get to know each other." Roger continued.

Speaking of which, Evangerine is a ghost.

On the little evil spirit's side, there is still Yvette's body, and he has to find a time to take it out, and it is not good to store it for too long, of course, he needs to collect some materials before that.

"Alright, alright, everybody, take it easy." Seeing that the faces of several girls around him were still solemn, Roger picked up the Voyeur Eye from the ground, and said while wiping the blood stains on it, This Voyeur Eye is really a terrible thing, and the existence that you inadvertently peep at may be able to easily harvest your life.

"I'm really fine, don't worry too much, by the way, Selubelia, you seem to be preparing lunch, and it just so happens that my stomach is a little hungry......

Roger regretted what he had just said.

Looking at what Selubellia brought to the table, his brow furrowed tightly, what is that, chicken legs?

Why does it look like charcoal?

Dark.

What kind of talent is this, and it is possible to make chicken thighs this color?

This reminded Roger of the maid who once took care of him, who was proficient in cleaning and cleaning, but had a unique talent in cooking.

Seeing that the little evil spirit next to him opened his mouth and swallowed all the chicken thighs and bones into his stomach in one gulp, chewing them rattling, Roger felt that he couldn't make the mistake of judging people by their appearance, maybe the chicken leg just looked worse in color, but it actually tasted delicious.

It's just that, after tasting a little bit, Roger immediately confirmed one thing, the little evil spirit has no sense of taste.

He doesn't look like charcoal and tastes like ......

"Ahem, by the way, how long have I been practicing? What day of the week is it?" In Celubellia's expectant gaze, Roger could only chew on the charcoal crumbs in small sips and asked casually.

"It's been six days, and today is Tuesday." Selubelia replied.

"Tuesday......"

Roger's arm suddenly paused, and when he said that, wasn't the time he had made with Rosalina Tuesday?

It's over, shouldn't you be late?

But it gave Roger a chance, and he jerked the chicken leg down in his hand and got up from his chair with a slump: "Ah, Tuesday...... Damn, how could I have forgotten such an important thing."

"I'm so sorry, I have a very important matter to take care of."

Quickly dropping a sentence, Roger ran out the door for fear that Selubellia would stay.

"Hey, wait for me." The little demon opened his mouth and poured the chicken thighs on the plate in front of him into his mouth, muttering indistinctly as he chewed, and quickly followed Roger.

The little evil spirit really feels that this chicken leg tastes quite good, and it tastes crunchy when chewed.

It also has a slight smell of meat.

Roger and the little demon moved too fast for Celubelia to stop it, and in the blink of an eye, she was the only one left in the restaurant, plus two ghosts.

Looking at the table and a table full of ...... Dishes, black and red, Selubelia's expression was a little depressed, now the weather can't finish eating at night, it's probably going to spoil, right?

In the spirit of not wasting anything, Selubellia set her sights on Evangerine and Little Louise, hoping that the two ghosts could help her out.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that Evanjielin's already pale complexion has become whiter.

On the other side, Roger's figure is seen in the bar where he and Rosarina had their first drink.

Eyes swept around, but there was no sign of Rosarina in the bar.

Sure enough, last time Rosarina was a little angry, and this time she was late again.

Even if Rosarina did come, she would have left because she was angry.

But what he did was really not authentic, and even if he was depressed in his heart, he had nowhere to vent.

"Sir, two?" The waiter came to the side just right, glanced at Roger and the little evil spirit, and asked professionally with a smile on his face, but there was something strange in his heart.

Many men will bring their girls to the bar, and when the girls are drunk, they can do their own errands. He'd seen this kind of thing a lot, but it was the first time he had brought this kind of little girl here.

This man is really not a thing.

The waiter complained in his heart, but it had nothing to do with him, he was just a waiter, not a sheriff.

If the other party tips enough, he doesn't even mind introducing the other party to a hotel with loose management.

"Hmm......," Roger muttered, "Has a beautiful lady with silver hair and red eyes been here this morning?"

"A beautiful lady with silver hair and red eyes?" The waiter was stunned for a moment, tsk, did you date two ladies at once, a real flower to play.

"I'm sorry sir, there shouldn't be any such guests this morning." The waiter replied.

"Well, then give it to me...... Well, let's have two angel kisses!"

"Okay, you two, please wait."

Roger was relieved as he sat in his chair, and it sounded as if Rosarina hadn't come yet.

Speaking of which, he still doesn't know why Rosarina is angry, he thinks about it carefully over and over again, only feels that Rosarina's behavior is strange, and his response is very normal, and he doesn't understand what the lady is angry about, which is worthy of a woman's heart.

But the little evil spirit next to him seemed to be looking around with a weak heart.

"Tsk......"

There were a lot of customers chatting in the bar, and the sound was not loud, but it still clearly penetrated Roger's ears, and his hearing was excellent.

"The Ballett family is so unlucky, they just got rid of that Koroy guy, and in the blink of an eye, they were targeted by Sander again."

"That guy Sander, it must be Rosalina's sister Leo Nona, who is only a little old......