Hearing this, Jiang He nodded slightly and then closed his eyes to meditate.,The river chuckled softly: "Elder Jiang, you're cursed with bad luck, there seems to be a bloody disaster, your time is up!",Looking at Chiang Chung-sheng again, his face was pale with blackening temples and a deathly aura all over him! The bad luck surrounding him has reached its peak!。