C1783 Destiny Equals Bad Luck?

Jiang Ting stood in the colorful space quietly, waiting for the transfer to reach the border.

After about half an hour, the colorful lights did not weaken in the slightest and instead began to increase.

After a while, Jiang Ting's expression suddenly changed: "I shouldn't be so unlucky right …"

The teleportation wasn't over yet.

It was nothing.

The problem is... Jiang Ting's body was in pain