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Chapter 72 The Curse of the Wolf God
Yun Li was indeed curious about the sacred mountain that the old priest said, but the old priest obviously didn't know more details, so he didn't continue to ask about the sacred mountain.

She withdrew her thoughts, returned to the group of people just now, and asked, "Why did you provoke the people from the upper hand wolf department?"

The old priest immediately smiled sadly, and a powerless hatred appeared in his eyes, "Their Wind Wolf Department is the overlord of this grassland, cold-blooded and greedy, good wine, good food, and beautiful women, forcing everyone on the grassland The clan must contribute one of these each year to them..."

"If it's fine wine, it can't be lower than a hundred altars; if it's food, it can't be lower than a hundred head of cattle and sheep; if it's a beauty, it can't be lower than ten..."

"We are just a group of remnants...the whole clan has less than 50 people...we can't make good wine, let alone so many cows and sheep, and if we want to exchange the women of the clan... ...We would rather die than die!"

When the old priest said this, he couldn't help covering his face and weeping, not only him, but several women in the group behind him couldn't help it, and sobbed softly.

Yun Li has been listening silently, and when she heard the back, she even didn't know how to comfort them.

Especially after learning that they were not natives of the grassland, they originally belonged to a middle-level tribe in the east, but suffered a disaster and had to leave their ancestral land, a small branch that was abandoned on the grassland during migration.

In the beginning, there were nearly 300 people in their branch. They worked hard and gritted their teeth, and they could barely get together the food that needed to be tributed for a year. Everyone was united, and although life was a bit bitter, they could still live on.

But the grassland is not peaceful, the resources here are not abundant enough, most of them are still in the hands of the wind wolf tribe, there are dozens of tribes living here, big and small, how can they not afford conflicts ?

Before the second year was over, nearly half of their clan died due to conflicts.

As a result, the rest of the tribe began to live a life of wandering in the east and west, never staying in any place for more than a month.

The hardships and hardships of the past few years are simply indescribable.

So Yunli asked, "Why don't you leave the grassland?"

The old priest smiled sadly, "There is a barrier lowered by the Wolf God on the edge of the grassland. No one can get out without the permission of the Wind Wolf Department..."

Enchantment?

Yun Li's eyes were suddenly a little weird, and she looked sideways at the direction she came from - she walked from the dense forest into the grassland, but she didn't see any enchantment...

Following her gaze, the old priest quickly understood what she meant, and immediately explained with some fear, "It's a forest cursed by the wolf god, and even members of the Wind Wolf Department dare not approach it."

curse?

Yun Li was even more confused, isn't that just an ordinary forest?
At most it is... more primitive, more lush?
"Haven't you ever gone in?" There was an imperceptible eccentricity in her tone.

But the old priest laughed sadly again, "We didn't believe it at first..."

Or I don’t want to believe it. After all, there is no place for them to stand on the grassland. There are wolf gods in other directions that can leave the grassland, but here is not. There is no way out.

"But... those who enter the forest will die suddenly and suddenly for no reason within half a day!"

This is the lesson and experience they have exchanged with blood and tears.

The old priest looked terrified and sad.

Yun Li looked at him and suddenly fell silent.

So... Maybe she will die suddenly soon?
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(End of this chapter)