Chapter 67 Grim Reaper Born_2

Eight years ago, when I was fifteen, a large group of people suddenly came to our village. They wanted to drive us out and seize our land; naturally, the villagers wouldn't stand for it and an argument broke out. But those people were unreasonable; they began ruthlessly slaughtering our villagers. I remember one of the butchers saying, "Power is justice. If you won't give up your land, then go to Hell." Indeed, except for me, every single life in the village, young and old, more than two hundred in total, was extinguished within two hours. My father died, my stepmother died, my brother died too, but I realized I felt no sorrow. I was waiting, waiting for those executioners to kill me as well—me, only fifteen, yet feeling that death must be happier than life. However, they didn't do so. At that time, I first met Lord Horton, who later became my master," Ice said, her breath becoming rapid; only with the help of Ah Dai's True Qi was she able to gradually stabilize.