C397 The Saintess.(1)

"What are you laughing at?" The moment the dagger in Shaang Yuqing's hand was about to stab into Ma Shiguang's temple, she stopped and looked at the latter's brilliant smile.

For some reason, her originally gloomy sea of consciousness became bright and sunny with Ma Shiguang's smile. It made her feel confused and panicked.

Ma Shiguang said softly, "If you stab it, no one will pursue you anymore