The seventh rule of the male god

— the pain broke my arms, but it grew wings.

The next night, Yuan Chengguang had a dream, dreaming of a wonderful future, in the future, someone would accompany him until he grows old.

The wind blows and the flowers fall, and he wakes up slowly at the dawn of the day. With slight movement of his fingertips, he feels the hand on his neck, gently stroking his aorta and the blue almost transparent line on his neck.

That person's hand was very cold, a little warm, very good to the touch, as comfortable as jade, his fingers slowly slid along the blue line into his chest, gently hooked the end of the line, Yuan Chengguang bit his lips, There is a dark chaos in the sight, and the thoughts are empty.

Yun Changfeng took off the blue thread with his right hand, and was about to stand up, when suddenly a huge force grabbed his waist and forced him to fall onto the bed—there was an extremely warm touch on his lips.

Yun Changfeng frowned, Yuan Chengguang had already pressed him under his body, and his fingers deftly unbuttoned his clothes, Yun Changfeng just looked at him quietly, without speaking, he clenched his right hand tightly, the things inside pierced his skin, The tingling sensation spreads all over the body.

The delicate and soft kiss slowly slid from the chin to the neck, collarbone, abdomen... leaving a faint water stain, which has a faint downward trend.

Suddenly, Yuan Chengguang stopped his movements, tilted his head, and fell on the white sheet.

"...Sleepwalking? This is really not a good habit." Yun Changfeng was silent for a moment before getting up, looking at Yuan Chengguang's sleeping face, his brows and eyes were serene, revealing an angelic tranquility, like the gentleness of the years. The original intention of the change.

After a long time, he gently covered Yuan Chengguang with the quilt, raised his eyes to see the dawning sunlight outside the window, was lost in thought for a long time, and his voice was like a whisper——

"If, you hadn't met me...if, you hadn't met me...that would be great..."

All the way out of the villa, the mountain wind swayed outside, Yun Changfeng looked up, and the propellers of a helicopter kept shaking back and forth, rolling up large pieces of cherry blossom petals, full of sadness and happiness.

There was no place to land in the mountains, so the helicopter could only hover at low altitude non-stop. Several newborn cherry trees broke their bodies and were blown away by the strong wind. The huge roar was deafening.

Yun Changfeng couldn't help turning his head back, looking back at the sun room, the dawn light fell in, and there was a vague shadow in front of the French windows, he stood quietly in front of the window, watching Yun Changfeng quietly.

Yun Changfeng was startled, thinking that maybe the roar of the helicopter woke him up, or some other reason, but he didn't want to get to the bottom of it, and turned back to board the helicopter.

It was Wuyue who was flying the helicopter. Hearing the movement, he turned to look at Yun Changfeng, then looked away again, with a cold voice: "Why, it seems that you are very nostalgic?"

Yun Changfeng praised in an exaggerated tone on purpose: "He is Yuan Chengguang, uh, you still have his songs in your MP3 playlist."

"It's changed." Hearing this, May's voice became even colder.

"..."

Yun Changfeng watched Liu Yun passing by continuously, quickly, gently, indifferently, and without hesitating, and suddenly shouted: "May."

It was the first time Wu Yue heard Yun Changfeng call him so seriously, she was a little taken aback: "What?"

"If one day I die……"

May interrupted him firmly, "You will not die."

Yun Changfeng asked with a smile: "Who would believe it?"

Looking back at him in May, her dark eyes are determined and serious: "I believe it."

Yun Changfeng felt helpless, "I'm serious, May, if there is such a day..."

Wu Yue looked at Yun Changfeng impatiently, and emphasized coldly: "I said, you won't die!"

"Okay, I won't die." Seeing Wuyue seemed relieved, Yun Changfeng continued: "But if one day tragedy really happens, Wuyue, please remember—the first point, that People must be the tail, and the second point, don't avenge me."

May curled her lips and said: "Who will avenge you, I think it's too late for you to die?"

Yun Changfeng said: "Then you said just now that you don't believe that I will die. Really, it is true that children are all tsundere."

May: "... Where did you read this sentence?"

-

"Why did the host say such a thing?"

"What kind of words?"

"If tragedy really happens one day, May, please remember—the first point, that person must be the tail, and the second point, don't avenge me.——This is the sentence."

"Isn't it better to stir the water even more?"

Half a month later, America, New York.

"Is the mission completed?"

In a dark room, there is a painting on the wall, a large piece of warm yellow, with the style of Van Gogh.A deep and magnetic voice suddenly sounded, gentle and dreamlike.

The young man standing in the middle is wearing a low-key black windbreaker, standing in a standard aristocratic posture. In the dark, his side face has a sharp line and beauty. He raised his lips with a half-smile, and asked: "What do you think?"

Hearing the words, the young man on the seat stood up slowly, and unbuttoned the white doctor's robe, revealing the white shirt inside. He smiled slightly, and just met Shang Yun Changfeng's eyes, "Eh, it's indeed Qi'an. You can get the mermaid heart from Yuan Chengguang."

Yun Changfeng smiled, took out a white box from his pocket, and played with it in his hand, with a half-smile: "It's just such a thing that makes you fight openly and secretly?"

When he was sent to the hospital that day, Luya was his chief surgeon, and the condition for saving him was to help him get the mermaid heart.

Luya smiled, and suddenly walked to the French windows, opened the curtains with a "crash", and the strong sunlight shone in, hurting people's eyes, cutting the figures of the two into two halves, light and shadow.

Lua asked sideways: "Do you know?"

Yun Changfeng asked back: "What?"

Lure said: "Why do so many people want to get the heart of a mermaid?"

This is exactly what Yun Changfeng wondered. From the very beginning, the mermaid heart seemed to be placed in a very special position, as if all the starting points were just for this thing, but the thing that can be fought by all parties is nothing more than It's nothing more than huge profits, so Yun Changfeng said, "Either it's drugs or weapons."

"That's right." Lua chuckled lightly: "This mermaid heart is an ancestral item of an ancient German family, um, it is Yuan Chengguang's family. During World War II, the Yuan family rescued a man who made a living by growing poppies. The family, this mermaid heart, is a token for the Yuan family, not so much a valuable diamond, but rather a..."

He didn't say what he said later, but Yun Changfeng understood everything: "You told me so much, you just want to drag KF into this muddy water, right?"

Yun Changfeng's eyebrows were sharp, revealing a kind of profound indifference, his elegant face was as cold as frost, he put down the white box and turned to leave.

When he opened the door, he was embraced by two strong men with guns. Yun Changfeng turned his head and looked at Luya raising his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

Luya smiled innocently, pulled the gun out of his clothes and pulled the trigger on the box. His expression became extremely cold in an instant, and white smoke came out straight away. He asked, "What do you mean?"

"It's really—" Yun Changfeng sighed with regret, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "After acting for so long, I thought you believed it."

After the words fell, two guns were drawn in his hands, and he shot at each of the two strong men with his backhand, cleverly avoiding the bullets shot by Lure, and quickly crossed along the wall, the black windbreaker flapped, and the hunting sounded.

Opening the window, Yun Changfeng quickly pulled out the rope from the backpack, fastened it quickly, held the rope with his left hand, and slid down the transparent glass of the vertical building continuously.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in front of his eyes, Yun Changfeng looked up sharply, the black hole was facing him, the sight was open brightly, arrogant and provocative. ——Behind the sight is an extremely ordinary face, with only those eyes, like a lone wolf, indifferent, calm, and steady——Zu.

- For a good sniper, aiming should always be turned on at the last moment, because there will be reflections and can be seen from a mile away.

Zu, who is Demon Slashing Blade, is naturally not a bad sniper, on the contrary, he is at the top of the sniper, and his aiming is like a reminder, more like an insult.

Because, Yun Changfeng had no way to retreat, and at this moment, his right arm had already started to ache.

"Shit." Yun Changfeng cursed in a low voice, looking down, there were still about 20 meters from the ground, and the sniper had already aimed.

In the blink of an eye, Yun Changfeng pulled out a knife from his boots, swung his body up and swiftly cut off the rope, and his weightless body kept falling...