Her heart trembled with the rhythm.


    "Would you like to see him now?" Timothy asked.


    Ye Anqi immediately rushed up --


    through the iron gate, she saw yeshitian whipped.


    His limbs were chained.


    His clothes were already in tatters, revealing his fleshy body


    He stood still with his head down as if he were dead.


    The whip kept whipping on him. Every time, there was blood splashing.


    "Stop it!" Ye Anqi roared.


    The bodyguard stopped abruptly.


    Night release day eyelashes micro motion, slowly raise eyes.


    They looked at each other.


    A dark attachment, a pain and sorrow.


    They looked at each other deeply, as if ten thousand years had passed.


    Ye Anqi grabs the iron bar, she wants to open the door, but the door is an electronic lock, you need to enter a password to open it.


    Ye Anqi turned back and tried to calm down: "would you please open the door?"


    Timothy raised her eyebrows. "It''s not suitable for you to go in. It''s dirty."


    "Very dirty", he seems to be talking about night interpretation of heaven.


    "You''re dirty!" "Open the door, I want to go in!"


    Timothy came up to her with a gentle smile. "Is that the way you asked me to help?"


    Ye Anqi immediately softened the tone, "master Timothy, can you please open the door, thank you."


    In this way, Timothy was not only unhappy, but also colder.


    "You can''t go in."


    "I must go in."


    "If you want to go in, I''ll give him an extra meal tonight."


    “……”


    To add a meal means to whip him up again.


    Timothy looked at her silence and said with a smile: "this is obedient. His pain is in your hands. You can make him relaxed, or you can make him suffer more. "


    In order to release the sky at night, she has to cooperate with him unconditionally.


    Ye Anqi held back her grief and indignation, "are you going to detain him for a lifetime?"


    "Almost."


    "He didn''t do anything sorry for you."


    "Never mind. I hate him enough."


    Ye Anqi really did not understand why his hatred came so strongly.


    "Timothy, please let him go. He has nothing now, and he has been treating you as a brother. You have suffered enough. Will you let him go


    Timothy''s eyes flashed. "If I could let him go easily, would I still use layout for seven years?"


    "Why do you hate him so much?"


    "His presence has made me lose two important relatives."


    "But it''s not his fault!"


    "Whose fault is that?" Timothy looked at her deeply. "Is it God''s fault?"


    “……” Ye Anqi didn''t know whose fault it was.


    After all, she didn''t know what happened then.


    Timothy smiles. "You don''t know whose fault it is, right? So it''s his fault. "


    "Kill him, is that what you want?"


    "Of course."


    "I remember you said, in the dream, everyone is interpreting their own life. In it, Luo Zifeng wants to kill him, white wolf wants to kill him, even nansansi almost killed him, and jiluo. Only you... "


    Ye Anqi whispered, "only you didn''t want to kill him. Not only did you not kill him, but you made friends with him and cooperated with him. What does that mean? "


    “……” Timothy had no expression.


    "It means forgetting these hatreds,


    and