Chapter 207: A Pillow of Yellow Beams, The Terrifying Truth

The night had deepened.

In the village, chickens did not crow, dogs did not bark, and even human voices were absent.

The cold wind blew through, so silent it felt as if one was in a mass grave rather than in the bustling, peaceful small village.

The moon hung high in the sky, casting a thick blood-red light that made one's heart chill slightly.

"To pity the weak, to not take advantage of the dark, to not covet treasures, how should I make my move on you?"

A cold, abrupt female voice suddenly came from behind Zhou Ping'an.

He turned and saw, to his surprise, that Yin Cai'er was already standing behind him, looking at him with complex eyes.

Her face was streaming with black Qi, the air around her body twisted, as if concealing countless faces wailing in anguish.

"With a selfless heart, the world is vast. Cai'er, I, Cui Guangling, am not that kind of person,"

Zhou Ping'an said gently.

"No, the name Cui Guangling does not suit you,"