The Seven-Colored Phoenix Wings sprouted from Jiang Fengxian's back, enhancing her celestial beauty to a level that surpassed all others.
However, Zhouyang was not in the mood to appreciate such beauty at this moment. Compared to Jiang Fengxian's unrivaled celestial appearance, he was more concerned about the pair of Seven-Colored Phoenix Wings suddenly appeared on her back.
He could clearly see that these wings were not some magical or divine technique illusion, but real wings of flesh and blood.
Humans definitely don't grow wings!
Therefore, Jiang Fengxian is certainly not human, or at least not purely human!
"Fengxian, are you not human?"
Zhouyang gaped at Jiang Fengxian, restraining himself again and again before he could no longer contain his curiosity and asked the question.
"This matter is somewhat complicated. Brother Zhou, if you trust me, let's discuss it after overcoming this obstacle!"
