The Summoning of the Split Mountain (1)
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Lulu couldn't maintain its human form for too long.
However, it was much better than before.
Now, he could maintain his human form for about six hours a day.
It was barely enough for the day.
For example, when they were in the carriage, she had turned into a clay figurine and fallen into Lu Huaijiang's arms, listening to him talk.
The man's deep and hoarse voice sounded especially lively, and Lulu fell asleep as she listened.
This way, he could save some time.
The carriage traveled for two days before reaching its destination.
Eating and drinking along the way, Lulu felt like he was having fun.
Lu Huaijiang had brought her out to relax and was not in a hurry.
On the other hand, Yang Dianfeng, who had been speaking righteously, looked in the direction of the capital from time to time. In the past two days, he had been dreaming about Qiuqiu.
Qiuqiu complained in her dream, her eyes red from crying.