Looking at the dying Jianghu guest in front of him, the sallow-looking village girl Ye Luo casually picked up a dab of unknown powder.
The next moment, the top killer died suddenly and mysteriously, and a ray of golden luck quietly sank into her palm, turning into a mysterious hourglass mark.
Traveling into a martial arts novel and becoming a low-class village girl who doesn't even have a name and will starve to death at any time, Ye Luo discovers that not only can she see everyone's "thread of fate", but she can also plunder luck by changing the plot.
In this world where destiny has already been written, what she hates most is the word "established".
One finger of nameless poison cuts off the line between life and death.
Since God has decided everyone's fate, then she will use these skinny hands to fiddle with the fate of this world one by one!
——The nine-fingered swordsman secretly watching in the tea shed didn't know yet that what he was eyeing was not a weak prey at all, but an abyss.
