On the way home, I passed by the outer school of Hanzhou City First College.

"Go and see how Awen is?"

Xu Hao smiled.

Wei Wen is one of his few friends in the outer courtyard, and they came from the same small mountain village. When he was in trouble, he never left him and solved his troubles many times.

Xu Hao thinks he is not a good person, but he always remembers this friendship.

It was just the way, and he went to see Wei Wen. It would be even better if he could invite him back to the village with him and have a companion.

People are halfway.

Xu Hao's heart just started beating hard.

In short, he has been away from home for more than eight months.

Now he is already fifteenth birthday and is becoming more mature.

Dad, mom, are you okay?

Xu Hao said silently in his heart.

When Xu Hao thought of his parents, he couldn't help but feel a sore throat in his nose.

It can be said that he was able to grow to this point thanks to the support of his parents.

In the Zhenwu Continent, there has been a saying that there is no such thing as wealthy and wealthy martial arts since ancient times.

In addition to extraordinary will and talent, the path of martial arts also requires endless cultivation resources.

For poor families, that is almost impossible to bear.

Besides, even if you invest, you may not be able to achieve results.

But even so, in order to support him, Xu Hao's parents would grit their teeth, spend their savings, buy expensive yams, and take them to Xu Hao since childhood, which will nourish their muscles and bones.

Just as Xu Hao was moved, he was about to think further.

Qianlixue stopped at the Outer College of Hanzhou First College.

At this magnificent gate, at this time, the number of people coming and going was gradually increasing. Basically, some disciples from the outer courtyard were about to start a day of hard practice.
Chapter completed!