Chapter 1367: She can recognize mother

The knife fell in the room, just like the black bears she had killed.
Her hands have never been cleaned in her entire life, and some people should be killed. She lowered her head and looked at this breathless man without any guilt in her heart.
If he doesn't die, she will die, her fruit.
Dare to touch her Guoer, they deserve to die.
She hugged and turned around. When she turned her head, she found that Guo'er had opened her eyes and was staring at her unblinkingly.
The child's eyes are so bright and so pure.
This is a hand that is also covered over her eyes.
She picked up her daughter with one hand and ran out too staggeringly.
On the second day, someone found a corpse by the river not far from the ruined temple. He was lying by the river, his head was still in the water, and he did not know if he drowned himself when he was drinking. Dead, there was another inside the ruined temple, which was pierced by a dagger, and it was already dead on the spot.
When the officers and soldiers came, they discovered that these two people were not others. They were actually Jiang Yang thieves who had been wanted for several years. They had dozens of lives in their hands, and they did nothing wrong, which was heinous.
The way to die like this is really cheaper for them. I don’t know if they are going to spend more nights, seeing a ghost, or are they really solved by some hidden expert. In short, they die pretty much. It's delightful.
Otherwise, this world doesn't know how many people there are, and it will be as bad as their bad hands.
But at this moment, the hidden master who they spoke of for the people was sitting in a cave. She slammed her head back, also trying to make herself sober.
But the feeling of dizziness continued to hit her.
She lowered her head and touched her shoulder. The injury was much more serious than she had imagined. On the way, she was running with Guo'er in her arms again. The blood never stopped. She thought she would be able to make it through. There would be nothing wrong with her blood, she had shed a lot of blood in her life, and that Shen Yueshu hadn't drained half of her blood back then.
At that time, she also escaped.
So, nothing will happen.
At this time, a small hand was placed on her face, Shen Qingci lowered his head, and stretched out his hand nervously, then put his hand on this small face.
"Guo'er is not afraid. Mother is just sleepy. Don't run around Guoer, know?"
She slammed her head back again to make herself awake again.
Guo'er held her hand with her little hand, and then flattened her mouth.
"Mother..."
Shen Qingci smiled, but cried.
"En, it's mother," Shen Qingci sat up straight, and then touched her daughter's small forehead with the back of her hand, "Mother is back, Guo'er is not afraid."
She will protect her daughter, she will.
She touched her daughter's face.
"Guo'er can sleep well, OK?"
Guo'er was very obedient because she lay down. Shen Qingci was struggling to sit up. She took off her clothes and put them on her daughter. This was to endure the pain and look at her shoulder. The injury above.
The blood was still flowing, and it was very painful. Even if she was used to the pain, she still felt so painful to breathe.
She closed her eyes and gasped for a few more breaths, then opened her eyes, and then took out some herbs from behind.
She found this herb nearby, and it was all hemostatic herbs.
She put the herb in her mouth, and then chewed it bit by bit. There was a bitter taste, which also choked her tears down.
She gave a few more in her mouth, until she chewed them up, this was carefully applied to her wounds, and every time she moved her shoulders, her body would cramp involuntarily.
Chew and wipe again, chew after wiped it off, until she applied a thick layer of herbal medicine to her wounds, then she clenched her clothes tightly with her teeth, tore out some, and took her own His wound was bandaged.
Until all these were done, she was already in a cold sweat, and even the clothes on her body were soaked.
But fortunately, her wound no longer oozes blood.
She put her hand on her daughter’s little body, and then leaned there to fall asleep, but in her sleep, she seemed to be in a snowy hell, hot for a while and cold, hot and cold. Alternately, painful.
I don't know when, she actually felt a kind of coolness coming from her mouth.
Water is water.
She drank the water a little greedily, but very quickly, the coolness was gone.
Not enough, not enough.
She wriggled the corners of her chapped lips, in fact she never knew what she had said, until the water came, she felt that she was alive.
Finally, she opened her eyes, but with just such a movement, she pulled the wound on her shoulder. The pain also made her sober in an instant.
"Guo'er!" And she suddenly thought of something, and when she lowered her head, she saw Guo'er was gone.
"Guo'er?" She stood up quickly, but at this moment, a small child ran in from outside the cave. The clean child before was about to become a beggar.
The hair is messy, the clothes are torn, and the face is gray.
And when she saw Shen Qingci woke up, she grinned with her small mouth open, and then she ran forward, also kneeling on the ground, and then stretched out her small hand, and her small hand became red from the cold, and her palm was actually holding a Little hands of water.
And now Shen Qingci finally knows how those cool sensations came from in his sleep, it turned out to be her fruit, one by one he brought her back.
"Guoer is so good."
Shen Qingci squeezed her daughter's little hands, and saw that they were small and cold, and she quickly placed her little hands on her chest. The warm feeling made Xiao Guo'er grin open.
"Mother..."
The little child hugged Shen Qingci's face with his little hands.
It doesn't matter even if the appearance changes. It doesn't matter if the mother can't recognize her own child, or if the child can't recognize her mother, even if she doesn't look at her face, she can still recognize her mother.
A mother is a mother, a mother will not become a mother, and others cannot become a mother.
Shen Qingci gently touched her daughter's little head. She looked back at her shoulder. Although it was still hurting, she did not bleed anymore. She touched her forehead again, um, it was not too hot. Up.
She combed her daughter’s messy hair. She hasn’t seen her in a year. This child is growing more and more like her, especially now that she is thin and pitiful. It was exactly the same when she returned to Weiguo.
She took her daughter’s little hand and led her to the small river, then stretched out her hand and put her hand in the water. As a result, as soon as her fingers touched the water, the coldness was like thorns. She was so cold that she shivered.