Leaving the ancient city of Marrakech and following the direction pointed by Sanxia, Yin Cha 22322 slowed down and drove slowly on the sand of the plains.

There weren't too many vehicles along the way, and it was a bit empty. He didn't know where this mysterious woman had gone, but he only vaguely felt in his heart that the other party had an extraordinary background and must be going to do something big.

'Maybe it has something to do with the realm of the dead!' thought 22322.

She came back just as the big red sun faded into the horizon. Sang Xia stared at Fusu without raising his eyes, as if he was thinking about something important. Yin 22322 didn't dare to ask more, and drove quickly silently.

"Are there any cities around?" Sang Xia suddenly asked, Yin 22322 pointed to the place where the lights were lit not far in front of him, "There is a city called Casablanca over there, near the sea, and the scenery is good. I've been there a few times. ”

"Good. Just go there. Sang Xia looked up and quickly made a decision.

Fusu would wake up at any moment, and she had made a more important decision in her heart. A slight smile of unknown meaning floated on his lips...

Casablanca, famous all over the world for a movie. But that classic movie, she hasn't seen it. I just think that this city is very beautiful.

Unlike Marrakech, this is the largest city in Morocco. Perched on the seashore, dancing with the yellow sand and the stars at sunset, Casablanca reveals its unique mystique.

In the spring season, the countryside is full of colorful and unknown wildflowers. The shepherd, wielding a long whip, drove the sheep along the twilight plain, and the men and the sheep looked at the passing carts in unison, and the shepherd's distant chant was heard in the bleating of the sheep. It seems to be their best expression of life.

Passing by the small village, there are women and children leaning against the earthen wall and eating something with a huge basin, maybe this is their dinner...

This city on the Atlantic coast, once regarded as a utopian fantasy castle by hippies, has not yet withstood the erosion of time and waves.

The shoreline is full of mottled and peeling walls, and they should have been so splendid a hundred years ago!

Other than that, the whole city is white. After entering the city, almost everything that can be seen is white that has not been baptized by time.

Casablanca means 'white house'.

Yin cha 22322 acted as a tour guide while driving the car, and explained dutifully.

The country called Morocco is known as God's overturned palette, but Casablanca is the only country that has a completely different temperament.

Luckily, the car finally ran out of fuel after driving into the main city. Parking the car on the side of the road, Yin Cha 22322 turned his head to look at Sanxia with a guilty face.

Sang Xia didn't look up, and said softly, "You go find a place to spend the night." ”

Acting as he was told, he did not run away, but opened the door and walked into the street like a tourist, and suddenly drowned his figure.

Sang Xia pillowed Fusu's head between his legs, lowered his head and unconsciously combed Fusu's silver hair. Inch by inch, the movements are gentle. She didn't pay attention to the city outside the car, she just looked at him intently.

Occasionally raising his hand to pick up the hair that had fallen from it and putting it back behind his ear, the white mist never subsided from Fusu's body, and continued to provide him with the energy to repair.

It should be an empty square, and at night, there are a lot of pedestrians. Occasionally, an Arab with a camel and a horse walks by, and on horseback a well-dressed child...

Similar to the chanting of the delamation heard in the ancient city of Makaraş, the sound of the ancient sounds that seem to pass through time contrasts sharply with the bustling street market. On the side of the road, there were white-robed believers who had just walked halfway to the ground...

The car suddenly lit up with a dazzling golden light, causing nearby pedestrians to stop and look curiously at the car covered in dust and yellow sand.

"Wake up!" the hand that was combing the silver hair between the legs stopped in the middle of the road, and the fingertips still held a tuft of slightly long hair.

Fusu wrinkled his brows and slowly opened his eyes, and saw Sang Xia's gentle and bright face. This smile is all too familiar.

"Sangxia?!"

Fusu's memory was extremely well protected in the soul realm, and there was almost no loss, so of course he remembered who the person in front of him was.

It's just that he is a little confused and a little confused, he doesn't remember how he got out of the Extinction Realm, and he doesn't know where he is now?

But none of this matters, and one is not even aware of these issues. Because of the one in front of him, she was looking at him with a smile like the sunshine.

The eyes were full of tenderness, which was a look that the doppelganger had never shown. So he's confused, is it her?

The smile froze on his lips, and the corners of his mouth were pulled stiffly, a little at a loss and as if he was a little lost. Indescribable complexity. Turning his face away, he patted him on the shoulder and motioned for him to get up from his lap.

When he sat up straight, Fusu felt a dizziness that the sky was shattering. He shook his head vigorously, forced his gaze to fix, and then saw that he was in a closed carriage.

The headache was like a furrow from the inside, and then something was desperately squeezing in, occupying all the nerve endings and cells. The intense pain made him gasp for a long time, and the spiritual power swam away in his body, reaching everywhere in an instant.

The pain subsided. It's a bit like a hangover with a fake drink. Of course, Fusu is not good at drinking, and he has never drunk the fake wine of profiteers. I can't appreciate the similarities between the two feelings.

When he looked at Sang Xia again, his eyes flashed slightly. It was this extremely detailed moment, but she could see it clearly. I didn't know what to think in my heart, so I just smiled shallowly on my lips, "It's okay!"

There was still that calm coldness in his tone. It's her. It's not her!

In response to her light smile, Fusu looked out the car window and asked suspiciously, "Where is this?"

"White house. Sang Xia didn't remember the name of the city that went around the head and tail, only remembered that Yin Cha 22322 said that this is what it meant in Chinese.

Fusu thought for a while, didn't react otherwise, and turned his head to look at her fixedly, "You brought me away from the Extinction Realm?"

All the tenderness in his eyes gradually faded, and he replied with a smile, "Otherwise, what do you think?"

Fusu was stunned, smiled to himself, and suddenly there seemed to be a bright light burning in his eyes.

"So, you do have the ability to sustain the energy chaos!"

Sang Xia didn't answer, but turned his head to take a good look at the street scene outside the car window, and after a long time, he said in a light tone: "Let's not talk about this matter first, let's go to the beach for a walk!"

After thinking for only a moment, Fusu replied softly, and the two of them abandoned the car that had taken them hundreds of kilometers away, and walked towards the distant shore one after the other.

After all, it is the largest city in the Kingdom of Morocco, not as old as Makaras, and Casablanca is lit up in the twilight. Even the beach along the bay is decorated with long street lamps, like a shining pearl on the Atlantic coast, reflecting the people who play on the beach at night.

Sanxia walked in front, and Fusu followed not far away. The two of them seemed to maintain a distance that did not awkward each other, completely forgetting that they had snuggled together so intimately before, as if that had never happened.

The heat during the day is a little cool at night, but it can't stop the enthusiasm of visitors to the Atlantic beach.

People can be seen everywhere on the beach, either in groups or in twos or threes, and there are also a few lonely figures. Among them, there are still couples in pairs.

But as with most religious cities, there are no overly well-dressed women, which may have something to do with the temperature.

As soon as he walked to the edge of the beach, Yin Cha 22322 hurriedly ran after him.

looked at Fusu with wide eyes in astonishment, and Fusu also looked at Yin Cha with a blank face. This dignity is really familiar, and you can know the identity of the person at a glance.

Fusu looked at Sang Xia suspiciously, and Sang Xia waved his hand at Yin Cha 22322, "I'm sorry for you." There's no need for a place to stay overnight, so you can go back. ”

As she spoke, Yin Cha 22322 almost took it as a holy decree, reverently obeyed, bent over and signaled, turned his head and ran back to the way he came.

Without waiting for Fusu to ask, Sangxia explained, "After leaving the Extinction Realm, he fell into another city, and the barrier moved, so I asked him to lead the way. The language is not spoken in this place, so I can't communicate with people. At that time, your consciousness was still in the enchantment, so..."

Fusu curled his lips in a graceful arc and nodded in a gentle gesture that was extremely understanding. Since I don't want to talk about it now, I won't talk about it. There is no need for her to force an explanation.

What was she thinking at this time, what had happened to her earlier in the Extinction Realm, and so on... He didn't know anything about it, but he wasn't in a hurry.

He knew that she must have made up her mind. In that case, then leave it to her.

Whatever she wanted to do, he was willing to be by her side. It's just that he actually has some enlightenment in his heart. Even if she didn't say it, he guessed probably.

"Let's go. Wherever you want to go, I'll accompany you. ”

Looking at his gentle face steadily, she sighed slightly. Extremely subtle, he also pretended not to notice.

The two had already taken off their shoes, carried them in their hands, and walked on the beach step by step along the coastline.

The quality of the sand is special, and the fineness of the sand is comparable to that of the Sahara Desert. But Fusu didn't know this, because he didn't take off his shoes and socks in the desert like she did to feel the hot sand, and few people should do such a boring thing!

What you didn't do in the desert, you had to do on the beach. Doing as the locals do, and looking at her as if she was enjoying herself, Fusu suddenly felt that it felt good to take off the shackles of her shoes!

The cold wind of the Atlantic Ocean blows away the scorching heat left by the sun on the coast during the day, and the beach is soft and creamy, and it is slightly cool.

She doesn't speak, and neither does he. The two of them were like this, left and right, no more, no less, always maintaining a distance of half a person, walking silently.

After walking for a while, I heard laughter and screaming in the distance. When I looked up, it turned out to be a group of young people playing beach soccer.

Sang Xia really hasn't seen this thing, firstly, no one in Runlu is interested in this sport, and secondly, she rarely pays attention to this kind of news information.

So naturally, she didn't know anything about it at this time. Looking at a group of young men competing around a round ball, they looked dazed.

"It's called beach soccer. It's a sport. It is currently one of the most popular sports in the world. It's just that most of the people do it on the grass, and relatively few on the beach. Fusu explained.

Oh! nodded as if he understood. However, in fact, she didn't understand it at all, and the focus was not here.

"Wow, this figure is really no one!" Sangxia said, Fusu heard it in his ears, and almost tripped himself on the flat beach.

Isn't there a moment when your brain hole is not so strange? So you weren't watching football at all, but looking at the bodies of those young people?

Due to the geographical proximity, the Arab boys of Casablanca are really similar to the famous football stars of Spain and Portugal.

Of course, the face is obviously not the focus of Sangxia's attention, as far as the eye can see, the beach is full of two big chest muscles, eight abdominal muscles and a beautiful body full of tendon meat!

The female pervert-like eyes that were sneering at her suddenly turned her head and looked at him with a look of great disdain, pouting and shaking her head with some dissatisfaction.

... Fusu was a little angry. Man. Especially a man who thinks he is a little bit good-looking, how can he bear to be looked up and down by a girl and show a disdainful expression.

What's more, who is he? Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world. Do you think I'm the kind of young man who is open-bodied and shy?!

Seeing that he looked unhappy, Sang Xia smiled teasingly and patted him on the shoulder, as if to comfort, "You're not bad." ”

... The kind that wants to roll your eyes and roll over to the other side of the Atlantic. But come to think of it, forget it, why bother to compete with those young guys. I'm not a trickster in the men's color hall, sneer...

Away from the carnal feast, the two continued to move forward without a word. The wind blows from the Atlantic, with a slightly fishy smell of the sea, bringing waves.

The vast seaside, the tide rolls in and goes and then recedes, this is the never-ending frolic of the sea.

The waves, pushing the white foam and bringing fine sand, then went away from the shore for a while. It seems to be able to take away all the sadness and sadness of people and bring new hope.

In the distance, a lighthouse casts a farther beam of light that illuminates a small area of the ocean, and then moves to the next place. It seemed as if the whimper of a steamer sounded in the night sky, and as the night deepened, there were fewer and fewer tourists on the beach.

Sanxia stood on the beach and stared into the distance, he didn't know what she was thinking, he just followed her eyes.

In the night port of Casablanca, there are two figures standing for a long time...