In the Sahara Desert, a helicopter slowly fell from the sky, and then a group of young people dressed quite fashionably slowly walked down from above, led by a black-haired man dressed in black, he looked at the building in front of him, which covered a huge area, and there was a smile on his face, "Is this the former base of the Black Moon Iron Rider?" It doesn't seem like anything special. ”

"It's a pity that the Black Moon Iron Rider has been sent to another world a long time ago, otherwise I would really want to

"The Life of Stealing the Stars in September and the Return of the Sky" one hundred and eighty-seven, the Knight of the Dark Moon is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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