Chapter 802: Riobreo, the Lion of Despair!

Chapter 811 Leo Breo, the desperate lion!

"Ahem! It hurts! Little bastard, please be gentle!" Leo, who was in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes and began to scream in pain the next second. The unforgettable purification curse made him tremble in pain, because it was not through the light skills and the sacred Instead of purifying with skills, he was forcibly expelled through artifacts. The feeling of being separated from the body and soul directly made Leo want to die.

"Uncle Leo! I never thought I would be alive to see you!" Apophis Breo wiped his tears and said aggrievedly. God knows how difficult it would have been for the entire Junlin family after losing the support of the sixth level... If King Roland hadn't been nostalgic. With the help of Qing, the entire Junlin family might not exist now. Without the sixth level, no one would dare to step on him. Apophis Breo felt like he was celebrating the New Year like Wang Xiaoer, and every year was worse than the last.

"Silly boy, you are so old and still peeing like cat urine! Old man, I'm not dead yet!" Leo Breo looked at the child who was almost running for three years with tears streaming down his face, and couldn't help but patted his arm to comfort him. road.

"You have a promising future! The territory has been arranged now! The king is also a nostalgic person, and he still trusts our Junlin family so much. It's a pity that the family can no longer fight for His Majesty like before!" Leo murmured.

"But the King's Landing family doesn't owe the Raglan family any more after the Northern War! We are also loyal people who have shed our blood for this empire, and this is what we should do now!" Leo was leaning on the hospital bed. Said to himself.

Apophis Breo was noncommittal, just immersed in the joy of his uncle's return, but Olaf and Dora wanted to plug their ears at this moment, what a guy! Are you saying this that we can listen to? Are you just exposing the affairs of the upper class nobles so nakedly? Too! It fits the characteristics of Lagrand's reckless man!

"What happened? How did you get here in the past few years?" Apophis Breo couldn't help but wonder. Leo has been missing for almost six years. In these six years, he has been missing his clan all the time. Uncle Leo, especially when the high-level combat power of the orcs showed off their power in front of him.

Every time at this time, Apophis Breo wanted to sigh: "If my uncle Leo Breo were here, how could I allow him to be so arrogant!"

"Back then, I stopped those Orc wolf cavalry for you. Hey! Those wolf cubs were too lazy to kill! After I killed hundreds of them, they began to disperse. The result was that those Orc overlords were incompetent in martial arts. De! You actually came to trick me, a seventy-year-old man! How can I bear this?" When he got excited, Old Leo put one foot on the bed and hung one leg outside the bed, and started to perform with one finger to the sky and the other to his chest. .

"I was so angry at the time! I caught an Orc tyrant! I beat him to death on the spot! Those Orcs behind me besieged me, but I didn't care at all. The Archduke Dragon Armor left by your father is really a good thing! I can resist!" Old Leo said as he took out a leather water bag, and when he opened it, a smell of alcohol hit his face.

"Gudu Gudu!" Old Leo took a few sips while everyone looked at him in astonishment.

"Do you know what's going on?" Old Leo said with a smile.

"Yeah..." The three of them shook their heads.

"Hey! But when I swung my big sword! The old half-orc tyrant cried out "Kuye"! Then I chopped off his head with a sword and carried it in my hand as a handle! Hehehehe!" Old Leo! The laugh was so creepy.

"Um...the other orcs are just watching you kill them?" Olaf said in disbelief.

"How is that possible? I can't beat me! When I chopped off the thieves and touched my forehead, there was so much blood! They couldn't break through my armor, so they could only hit me with a blunt instrument, and my head was broken. The blood was flowing and I was dizzy. "Old Leo obviously despised those orc overlords.

"So I ran, and they chased me... Day after day, month after month... I got lost..." Old Leo said in a low voice.

"I lost the map and broke the magic equipment. I could only rely on the sun to travel in the vast snowfield. As a result, I drove in circles on the grassland for several years... If I hadn't met a tribe of grassland elves who pointed me in the direction, I can’t come back now!” Old Leo said with a smile.

"What about the curse?" Apophis Breo looked at Old Leo curiously.

"Look! You are in a hurry! Listen to me slowly!" Old Leo touched his beard and continued to speak with a smile.

"I had bad luck on the road. I met a group of marching Orcs. What a guy! That overwhelming wolf cavalry! And I actually saw a rare Orc hero! What a guy! This thing is more precious than the Dragon Knight!" Old Man Leo smacked his lips.

"Then you won't go to them to cause trouble, right?" Olaf said in shock.

"Well, I rushed forward..." Old Leo said awkwardly.

"Pa!" The three people slapped themselves on the head.

"Have you fought?" Apophis Breo asked knowingly.

"That... almost, there are so many of them and they don't have martial ethics! I could only break out of the encirclement in the end..." Old Leo rubbed his nose and felt a little embarrassed. In fact, what Leo met was the same Northern Half team that Roland met. The orc army... In other words, Roland has to thank him. After all, the northern orc army that Roland encountered had been weakened by the dwarves and Leo in three waves. The biggest credit was that Leo left even the dwarves behind. The remaining half-orcs are at the sixth level.

"Then there is a totem shaman bastard who is casting spells from behind, trying to slow me down. How can I bear it?" the old man said proudly.

"So don't tell me that your old man went back to fight them?" Olaf covered his eyes.

"Yeah! How can I tolerate it? I'll just turn around and stab it! Ouch!" Old Leo put his hands on his hips and acted so arrogant, but he ended up tearing his wound and immediately grimaced.

"What happened next?" The three of them waited for the next words.

"That son of a bitch actually cursed me before he died! He cursed me with resentment and death! He used his vitality to forcefully attach itself to me! I'm really fucked x-on:* # !" Old Leo's mouth suddenly became full of bird sounds and flowers, and his greetings were full of motherly content, which made Apophis Breo and the other two look at each other in bewilderment.

"Forget it, as long as you come back alive!" Apophis Breo no longer had any requirements. He now had the support of the sixth level. Now Apophis Breo felt that he was standing up! He had already begun to think about how to deal with those half-orcs who disgusted him all day long.

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"Haha! Apophis Breo should have received the gift I gave him, right?" On the empty terrace, Roland looked towards the distant west, as if he saw the returning heroes of the King's Landing family through thousands of mountains and rivers.

This is the reward Roland got for signing in today. Although he didn't get anything, the reward of the King's Landing family's return to the sixth level also made Roland feel very worthwhile. At least it's not useless things like toilet paper and happy sticks... No, toilet paper can also wipe your butt!

"The West should not have a big problem!" Roland murmured in a low voice. There are no rubbish in the sixth-level titled heroes. Whether it is the rock hero of the Vladivostok family or the desperate lion of the King's Landing family, the sixth-level heroes are originally in a high-level ecological niche among professionals!

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