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The bird's feathers changed in all kinds of colors and its seven-colored appearance was incomparably honorable. The moment it appeared in front of Su Yixiao, Su Yixiao knew who it was.

"Phoenix?"

Without making a sound, Su Yixiao looked at the dignified divine beast in front of her. She recalled the introduction on it that was recorded in the records in her mind.

— Cock head, swallow jaw