The little thing nodded.

An Yin is not a fool, but she saw the sadness and fear deep in the eyes of the little raccoon cat.

A small thing appeared in my mind to huddle into my mother's belly. Looking at the cruel and bloody Yimumu and the process of my mother being tortured to death, I was frightened into a trembling look.

An Yin's heart collapsed softly.

Remove the kitten from the tongs, use a wet towel, wipe off the burnt hair on its body, and place it on the bed.

The young raccoon rolled up and stuck out his little tongue to lick his wound.

An Yin seemed to see this little beast having lived and died while escaping. Every time he was injured, he hid in a place where no one was, licking the wound alone.

Suddenly I felt a little distressed.

Although it was it that deceived her to die first, she still regretted burning it.

If it hadn't seen too much of human cruelty and the young mind was twisted, it would have not seen her and led her to a dead end.

An Yin didn't know why, but the little young raccoon was a soul, but he could have a physical body. He took out the scald ointment and applied it to the burned skin.

He said lightly: "Whether human or beast in this world is divided into good or bad. There are bad people and good people."

The young raccoon looked up and looked at An Yin.

It was in my mother's belly. Although I saw too many terrible things, I heard my mother say similar words.

That is the last thing my mother said to her with her last consciousness before she died.

The mother said, "Child, I'm sorry, my mother didn't let you see the beautiful things in the world, but not everyone in this world is so bad. There are many kind-hearted people. If you can go out alive, you will definitely see many kind people."

However, after it escaped from the Arena, it has been escaping from the Arena to pursue it, which makes it hate humans even more.

Later, he became Gumantong, facing only the little master.

At this time, listening to An Yin's words, thinking of her mother, tears suddenly slowly condensed in her big eyes.

"Doesn't it hurt?" An Yin looked at its big eyes.

The little raccoon cat rolled into a small circle, lay down, and his chin rested on his tail.

From leaving his mother's belly until he escaped into the doll, the injuries on his body were light or severe, and he almost died several times.

No one has ever treated it with injuries. It licks the blood on its own and waits for the wound to heal slowly on its own.

So it didn't know what An Yin did to apply those things on it.

But the cool feeling was very comfortable, so comfortable that I wanted to fall asleep.

After An Yin applied medicine to the young raccoon, he gently pressed his head, "Is your little master Yinyin?"

The little thing nodded.

"Since you are Gumantong, why are you still in the rag doll?"

"The golden boy was broken. I was afraid that my master would not find me, so I attached it to the doll again, but the master and the little master never came back..."

"Although I don't know if I am your little master, if not, I don't know where your little master is, but since you are in the doll given to me by my mother, we are destined to be. You can continue to stay in the doll, and I will figure out whether I am your little master. If not, I will find a way to help you find her. Although I can't guarantee that I can find it, I will do my best."

The little thing looked at An Yin and blinked, a little confused.

Is this the good person my mother calls me?
Chapter completed!