Chapter 1,672: The Story of a Clay Doll Cultivating Immortality (7)

If it hadn't been for the appearance of an ogre demon in the area later, the other party would have become an immortal.

Qian Yan saw the Li family and her son whose faces were flushed with excitement. She glanced at everyone and her voice reached everyone's ears again: "It's not difficult to help Chen Xiangguang grow fingers. In addition to consuming my strength, there is one condition. So many of you are interceding for him, which shows that you think he is a pretty good person. With so many of you here, there should not be many problems with this last key condition."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, are there any conditions?

Why didn't we have these problems before?

Li was the most anxious, so she quickly asked: "May I ask Master Nixian, what are the key conditions?"

"Master Nixian, just say it. No matter what the conditions are, so many of us should be able to help achieve it." Someone said.

Qian Yan said: "I think so too, there are so many people, you can always choose the right one..."

Everyone retreated, choosing a suitable one?

What's the meaning?

Before they could think about it, Qian Yan spoke up: "Where do fingers grow out of thin air? But if someone is willing to give their fingers to Chen Xiangguang, I can still help to connect them."

"I just looked at the people present and found a few people whose fingers match Chen Xiangguang's very well."

When Qian Yan finished speaking, several people in the crowd suddenly walked to the front with their legs uncontrollably.

Not mentioning this weird and magical scene, let's just say that they had remembered Qian Yan's words and understood their meaning, and their faces turned pale with fear.

"I don't want to!" a young man shouted. He couldn't control his legs and feet, but he could wave his hands and speak.

He excitedly shouted to Li and his son: "I don't want to lose my fingers. It's impossible! Chen Xiangguang got involved in gambling and lost all his fingers. Then he deserves it. What does it have to do with me? Why should he?" Use my finger in exchange?"

"That's right, that's right. Brother Zhang is right. Chen Xiangguang lost his finger. Didn't he deserve it? Why should we give him our finger? We didn't gamble."

"If you don't read good books and insist on dreaming of getting rich, you all know that you can't enter a gambling house. If he gets into trouble now, he is asking for it."

"I heard that he wanted to get some money to enter the flower house. There was a sweetheart of his in the flower house, but I didn't expect that all my fingers were lost. No matter what, I couldn't give my finger to Chen Xiangguang."

Before Qian Yan could speak, several young men she had brought to the front were scolding Chen Xiangguang in various ways, and within a few seconds, his old background was revealed.

Whatever was led astray was Li's excuse.

It is a fact that people spend a lot of time drinking and living in order to make money, compare themselves with others, and become addicted to gambling.

Mrs. Li had some expectation in her eyes. She stared at the young men and seemed to be wondering whose finger would best match her son's. The same was true for Chen Xiangguang.

Several young men were stared at by the mother and son with horror. They quickly covered their fingers and stared at them fiercely, feeling extremely regretful.

If they had known this, they shouldn't have joined in the fun.

They actually had selfish motives for begging for mercy. Master Nixian helped Chen Xiangguang today. If they encounter any accident in the future, the other party would have no choice but to help them.

He also said that Chen Xiangguang will be really prosperous and wealthy in the future, and they can't help but get some light.

Unexpectedly, if the light is not touched, the finger will be lost.

They are all scholars, so what if they lose their fingers?