When the blind bear was replaced by a Siberian tiger, Patandulala completely gave up resistance because he had just injured a blood vessel in his haste and was now losing too much blood, causing his vision to go black.

The moment Long Yun appeared, Patandulala's pants immediately became wet. Having lived to the age of almost fifty, he finally experienced the feeling of incontinence.

At this moment, he regretted it immensely. He had lived so carefree and happily in Southeast Asia, why did he have to come to China to avenge his brother? Now, everything was fine when he came here, but he couldn't go back!

Long Yun's head was less than half a meter away from Patandulala. Long Yun's panting made Patandulala's hair blown up and down like a hurricane.

Patandulala was still thinking: "So the taste of dragon is salty and fishy mixed with a faint fragrance."

He didn't know that the salty and fishy smell was also very disgusting to Long Yun, but she couldn't go to the freshwater lake and could only practice in the saltwater lake. That big turtle was too annoying. No matter how big the freshwater lake was, it wouldn't let her practice in it. She couldn't understand what it said and couldn't beat it. It was so difficult to deal with!

What made Long Yun feel most desperate was that whenever he entered a state of meditation, there would always be mantis shrimps and crabs to disrupt him, either flicking or pinching him. His pressure was useless to them.

Patandulala thought about it and realized that he had no affairs to explain to anyone. The worms in his body were now disobeying his commands and dared not come out. He closed his eyes and waited for the coming judgment.

Long Yun opened his mouth and a breath of dragon's breath enveloped Patandulala's body. In less than three seconds, Patandulala turned into a human-shaped ice sculpture!

Li Moer moved his mind and Patandulala disappeared. One thousand meters underground, Patandulala, who had turned into an ice sculpture, suddenly appeared. The heavy land pressed directly on him. Even if he was not frozen into an ice sculpture, he would be crushed to death by the land.

I drove back home and was relieved to see that everyone in the family was fine. In the evening, I took my grandmother into the space and sat in the spiritual spring pool to recover her strength.

The next day, Li Moer drove a truck carrying the machine to the tape factory. Director Hong was so happy to see the machine that he quickly contacted a crane and forklift to lift it.

Li Moer came to the workshop and saw that there were dozens of new workers learning from the old masters, and most of them were disabled. Li Moer nodded with satisfaction.

Arriving at the Hong Factory office, Director Hong poured Li Moer a glass of water. Li Moer took out the twenty or so tapes and the lyrics from his schoolbag and said, "Brother Hong, this is the second tape we recorded. Let's arrange for the machine to start burning it tomorrow. Don't sell it for the time being. Give these to them first and have the tape sales points play it. We'll start selling it in the twelfth lunar month!"

Director Hong was immediately excited when he heard this. He took the tape, put it into the tape recorder impatiently, and pressed the play button.

Li Moer stood up and said, "Brother Hong, please take your time to listen to the song. I'll go back first." Boss Hong quickly turned off the tape recorder, sent Li Moer out of the factory, and then hurried back to the office to listen to the song impatiently.

In the following days, Li Moer went back and forth between school and home. Every Saturday, a group of people including Liu Tianhua would go to Li Moer's house to practice musical instruments, and Li Moer would also learn Cantonese with them.

After all, she will sing Cantonese songs and go to Hong Kong in the future, so it is very necessary for her to learn Cantonese.

Zhao Yunting would come to see Li Moer every now and then. Then the two of them would enter the space and live in that shameless world of two.

By December, the temperature in Beijing had dropped to over 20 degrees Celsius below zero. Many elderly people died, unable to withstand the low temperatures.

Nowadays, there is a trend in Beijing where when an elderly person passes away, filial sons and grandsons will look for drum bands or singing bands to perform, and there is always a large crowd coming to join in the fun.

That day, Friday after school, she passed by the door of a funeral and was noticed by someone singing on a two-meter-high stage.

The singer was a handsome young man of seventeen, and the song he sang was Liu Tianhua's "Forget Love Water".

His handsome appearance and melancholy eyes immediately attracted Li Moer's attention.

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