All Aspects Are Kneeling and Begging the Villain Heroine To Be a Person

Chapter 1672: The Story of a Clay Doll Cultivating Immortality (7)

Chapter 1672: The Story of a Clay Doll Cultivating Immortality (7)

Chapter 1672 The story of a clay doll cultivating immortality (7)

Had it not 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?

How come there were no such problems before?

Li was the most anxious, and she quickly asked: "May I ask Lord Ni Xian, what are the key conditions?"

Master Ni Xian, just tell me, 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, and we can always choose the right one."

Everyone is discouraged and want to choose a suitable one?

What's the meaning?

Before they could think any further, 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 Xiangguangs very well.

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

Without mentioning this weird and magical scene, they just said that they had remembered Qian Yans words and understood their meaning, and their faces turned pale with fear.

I dont want to! a young man shouted loudly. He couldnt 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 he doesnt read good books and insists on dreaming of getting rich, he knows that he cant enter a gambling house. If he gets into trouble now, hes 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 fingers to Chen Xiangguang."

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

Anything that was led astray was Li's excuse.

It is a fact that people indulge in gambling in order to make money, compete with others, and become addicted to gambling.

Ms. 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.

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

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

They also said that Chen Xiangguang will be really prosperous and wealthy in the future, and they can't wait to get some light.

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

They are all scholars, what's the point of losing their fingers?