1194 Chapter 1193 of “Quickly Traveling [Jade Body Exposed]”

Interstellar Trainer

Eli felt bad. Berg came faster than he thought. According to the plan, he could still escape.

But there was no other way at the moment.

Before Berg opened the door, he stepped on the window sill and carried Li Xin into the airship.

Before she could react, she sat in the airship staring at him in a daze.

This can only accommodate one person, so it is obviously unrealistic for two people to leave together, and Eli can’t leave now.

Because Berg had opened the door and saw the situation here.

“Eli!” He was furious and rushed over with his legs raised.

Eli quickly closed the door and started the airship. After the airship left, Li Xin even saw him turn over and jump into the room, grabbing hold of Berg who wanted to stop the airship.

This scene is really handsome.

Li Xin laughed at first. When the airship left the palace far away, she realized belatedly: Eli should have let her go in front of Berg. Is it okay?Berg threw a punch, but Eli held it in his palm.

One of their palms is broad, the other is slender, and their skin colors are distinct. The only thing they have in common is the veins that are sprouting at this moment.

“You bastard!” Berg said angrily, “How dare you let her go?!” I originally thought that this kid was just being rebellious, but now I have become brave and plan to ride on him?When facing Berg, Eli’s expression was calm and said, “Why don’t I dare?”

He sneered, his eyes filled with contempt, “I’m not so despicable as to plot against a lady.”

He hated this prison-like identity and palace, and was particularly disgusted with Berg’s behavior towards women.

Even though he was his brother, it didn’t mean that Bai Ji had to compromise unconditionally and watch him harm others.

Berg laughed angrily, “Do you think you are a gentleman? A savior? Stop dreaming!” He retracted his hand and grabbed Eli’s collar. “Don’t think you are superior. You have the same blood as us. If we were bedbugs, you would not be noble!” These words touched Eli’s pain. His eyes flashed slightly and he kicked Berg in the waist.

Berg was in pain and couldn’t help but take two steps back.

“I have never denied my bloodline,” Eli smoothed the wrinkles on his chest, raised his chin slightly, and straightened his back, “but I am not you.”

After saying this, he walked out of the room steadily without looking at Berg again.

Berg was left alone and smashed the decorative table by the window with one punch.

“Mother, am I not your child?” the little boy asked.

“Of course you are my child.”

The woman at the table put down the book in her hand, gently held the boy in her arms, and touched his head tenderly.

“Remember, no matter what anyone says, you will always be my child.”

“The only child.”

Her curly hair fell from her shoulders, a golden brown mingled with sunlight.

Her eyes were filled with intoxicating ripples, like clear emerald gems.

Eli woke up from his dream with a clammy face.

He touched the tears that had been lingering for some time, and his heartstrings seemed to be tightened, and there was pain every time.

“Mother…” He stretched out his hand and touched his eyes, as if this was the only way he could feel a moment of warmth in this boundless darkness.

This is the only relic left to him by his mother.

He was also lucky to be able to see this dirty and ugly world clearly with these eyes.