The yellow-haired rat led Wu Dalang through a palatial corridor.

On both sides of the corridor, at this time, there were soldiers wearing light armor, with long knives hanging from their waists, all with fierce faces, and a murderous aura rushed to their faces.

Passing through the middle of them, the eyes of all the soldiers were fixed on the two of them.

This sense of oppression is intangible, an unavoidable fear.

The yellow rat is a little soft when he walks, and his steps are lighter, and he is always swallowing saliva.

Eventually, the two stopped in front of a big red door

"I, Wu Dalang, Grow My Body From Now On" Chapter 44: Governor? Hehe... You're going to kill me! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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