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Xiang Jing didn't know how to describe this intelligence. It was good that the Wings of Steel was only a flying tool for him.

At this moment, the Wings of Steel gave him a very intimate feeling, as if this pair of enormous silver-red wings had grown on his back since birth.

Xiang Jing thought for a bit, and with a thought, the Wings of Steel flapped its wings, lifting him up easily