After this little interlude, the headmaster of Wuliangjian Sect did not stay long, leaving space for the three.,Yun Xiaomeng's gaze kept flitting from Lan Yun'e's hefty, imposing bear to her face. Her eyes held a hint of envy.,Ye Fan still wanted to touch the Lingyu, but he touched a layer of prohibition. It was probably impossible to break it without the power of a saint.。