The Demon Empress: The Snake King Imprisoned

Chapter 177 JQ2011: Master and Apprentice

"The Master said: Three people must have my teacher..." 
The melodious sound of reading is hovering in the mountains, and the immature voice of children has a long lingering sound, haunting people's hearts for a long time. 
"My teacher..." Outside the humble Hope Primary School, Yun Luoluo muttered these two words. 
How long has it been since you remembered this name? 
The master or Su Yiran... or whoever it is, has long been buried in the depths of the memory. 
"Teacher..." A student's voice came to mind softly, pulling back Yun Luoluo's thoughts.She turned her head and smiled sheepishly, touched the boy's head, and slowly explained the question he asked. 
"Teachers are just people who teach you knowledge. Masters are people who will never be in your heart forever. They taught you a lot and left you with many memories." 
Seeing the student's bewildered expression, Yun Luoluo laughed dumbfounded, said nothing more, but patted his head in relief. 
The setting sun is like blood, and the rising smoke represents another sunset. 
A full 360 five days! 
Su Yiran, how far are we still apart? 
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"The Master said: Three people must have my teacher..." 
The melodious sound of reading is hovering in the mountains, and the immature voice of children has a long lingering sound, haunting people's hearts for a long time. 
"My teacher..." Outside the humble Hope Primary School, Yun Luoluo muttered these two words. 
How long has it been since you remembered this name? 
The master or Su Yiran... or whoever it is, has long been buried in the depths of the memory. 
"Teacher..." A student's voice came to mind softly, pulling back Yun Luoluo's thoughts.She turned her head and smiled sheepishly, touched the boy's head, and slowly explained the question he asked. 
"Teachers are just people who teach you knowledge. Masters are people who will never be in your heart forever. They taught you a lot and left you with many memories." 
Seeing the student's bewildered expression, Yun Luoluo laughed dumbfounded, said nothing more, but patted his head in relief. 
The setting sun is like blood, and the rising smoke represents another sunset. 
A full 360 five days! 
Su Yiran, how far are we still apart? 
link:

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(End of this chapter)