Traveling through time and space to become the richest woman and falling in love with the young mast

Chapter 203 Don’t Hurt My Mother

The maid's eyes were wide open, filled with fear and helplessness, and her eyes seemed to express endless despair.

However, what was even more terrifying was that she found herself unable to open her mouth to call for help, as if an invisible force had bound her body, forcing her to watch everything happening before her eyes.

As An Wuhen moved, a strange phenomenon began to emerge.

I saw wisps of white essence, like wisps of smoke, slowly rising from the maid's body.

These white essences flowed continuously, as if they had their own life. Guided by some mysterious force, they slowly flowed into An Wuhen's body.

The white essence left a faint trace in the air, like the trajectory of passing life.

Mrs. Peng's eyes gradually turned into fear. "You, who are you?"

She looked at Peng Qinqin, hoping she would give an answer.

Peng Qinqin said nothing and curled up by the door.

Gradually, the maid's face began to look haggard, her originally round cheeks gradually became sunken, and her skin lost its former luster, becoming dry and dull.

Her body was like a flower that had been drained of its vitality, slowly withering away.

Mrs. Peng wanted to resist, but her hands and feet were restrained.

Finally, in that suffocating atmosphere, the maidservant completely turned into a dried corpse under the gaze of Mrs. Peng, leaving only her empty eyes, as if still telling of the fear and helplessness she had experienced in her life.

An Wuhen raised a strange smile and turned his gaze to Madam Peng, "Now it's your turn."

Mrs. Peng widened her eyes in horror, shook her head desperately, tears streaming down her face, "No, don't... please..."

But An Wuhen turned a deaf ear and waved his hands again, and the mysterious power began to work again.

Mrs. Peng only felt that the vital energy in her body was flowing out uncontrollably, her body was getting weaker and weaker, and her consciousness was starting to blur.

"Qinqin..." Mrs. Peng finally understood and was finally afraid.

Peng Qinqin's body trembled like a fallen leaf in the wind. She struggled to get up from the ground, her legs barely able to support her weight.

Her voice was filled with fear and desperation. "Don't hurt my mother!"

An Wuhen sneered, his smile revealing disdain and cruelty. "Do you think you can stop me?"

Originally, An Wuhen planned to keep Mrs. Peng because she still had some use for him.

However, now he has changed his mind.

In his eyes, Mrs. Peng was just a stumbling block on his way forward, someone who would hinder him from realizing his grand ambitions.

Just as An Wuhen was about to take action, there was a sudden loud noise outside the door, as if someone was banging on the door violently.

The sound became louder and more urgent, and it seemed that the door would be knocked open at any moment.

An Wuhen frowned slightly and his movements paused temporarily.

He cast his eyes towards the door, pondering in his mind the sudden turn of events.

With a loud "bang", the door was finally knocked open.

Several elders led a group of disciples and rushed into the house like a whirlwind.

Their appearance made the already tense atmosphere even more solemn.

The elders and disciples couldn't help but gasp when they saw the tragic situation in the house.

Mrs. Peng was lying on the ground, her body shriveled.

Peng Qinqin collapsed on the ground, holding her mother's body and crying bitterly. Her crying was so heartbreaking that it made people cry.