Saintly Gate Venerab

As soon as these words left his mouth, Chiang Chung-sheng's eyes suddenly widened, staring intently at Jiang He.,The river chuckled softly: "Elder Jiang, you're cursed with bad luck, there seems to be a bloody disaster, your time is up!",Jiang He fished out a talisman from his pocket. He bit his fingertip, drawing dragon-and-phoenix script on the talisman with his blood before folding it neatly.。