Song Wangchen was sitting in black clothes, his fingers caressing a guqin, the sound of the piano was melodious and long, he was in a simple bamboo house at this time, there were a few blooming plum trees and a bamboo forest in front of the house.

At this time, it was the cold winter wax moon, and the sky had already floated snowflakes, and there was a white expanse everywhere.

"What a ruthless young man, you really make this son wait."

Before anyone heard the sound, the person who came was stepping on the thick snow, making a 'zizi' sound, leaving deep footprints on the ground. Song Wangchen had already guessed who the person was but did not answer, and his eyes never left the guqin.

"Why, you don't seem surprised at all when I come, you haven't seen me for five years, have you ever remembered me"?

Mo Yun sat down on the edge of the table with his eyebrows and eyes smiling, his expression was lazy and free, but he was not tacky in red, but he was handsome and dashing, graceful, and a pot of sake in his hand was still swaying back and forth.

In terms of appearance, Song Wangchen is slightly inferior to him, but it is a pity that his face is pale and lacks some aura.

"Ahem...", he suddenly coughed and looked pained.

Song Wangchen got up and poured him a cup of hot tea and handed it over, and his cough eased a lot after drinking the tea.

"Why are you so weak?"

"Hehe, it's okay, it's just a bit of a cold." Mo Yun regained his previous look, raised the sake in his hand and said with a smile: "Plum blossom brew, do you want to drink?"

Song Wangchen shook his head and returned to the piano, and played a new song.

"This seems to be the first time I've heard you play 'Leaving Sorrow', why don't you play it again?" Leaving Sorrow is a song that Mo Yun created himself earlier.

Song Wangchen didn't answer, but Mo Yun laughed out loud: "Haha... Could it be that Senior Brother Song is afraid that I know that you are missing Senior Sister Xiaorou"?

"You're no longer a disciple of Twilight Creek." Song Wangchen broke a word, leaving no trace of affection.

Five years ago, Mo Yun was also Zhu Yuanzhi's most proud disciple, he was free and enthusiastic by nature, he befriended everyone when he was in Dusk, and the best was Song Wangchen.

Song Wangchen is cold and withdrawn, and even Zijian rarely has anything to say to him, but Mo Yun always has a way to make him speak. There is a rare tacit understanding between them, as long as Song Wangchen has a look, Mo Yun will understand his thoughts, this is a close friend.

As long as Song Wangchen is in Songfeng, Mo Yun will be in Songfeng all day long, stroking the qin, dancing swords, drinking, chatting, although most of the time Mo Yun is talking, but they still enjoy this kind of time, if it is not for an accident, they may go on like this for the rest of their lives.

At that time, Zhu Changqin caught a snake demon from nowhere, and the disciples of Zhufeng used it to practice every day. No matter how she pleaded or screamed, they didn't let her go.

At first, she would fight back, but the more she fought back, the more excited they became, and after a few days, she was already covered in bruises, and gradually she gave up resisting and only wanted to die.

Zhu Changqin was willing to let her go easily, forcibly stuffed a pill into her mouth, and smiled evilly: "You get up for me and continue to fight, the junior and younger brothers haven't practiced enough!"

"Rise, arise...". The people around him also followed suit.

Zhu Changqin lifted her collar and told her to stand up, but as soon as she let go, she immediately fell to the ground again.

"Useless things, dare to pretend to be dead". Zhu Changqin kicked a few times as he spoke. Seeing this, the surrounding disciples came over and kicked violently, and she didn't even have the strength to shout.

"Stop, what are you doing"?

Seeing this, Mo Yun immediately ran over, and everyone dispersed, and he immediately helped up the snake demon. She could no longer maintain her human form, and turned into a small black snake and fell into Mo Yun's palm.

"Senior brother, do you want to defend this snake demon? Don't you forget that it is our duty to eliminate demons, do you want to be an enemy of Dusk Creek?"

Zhu Changqin deliberately provoked, he had long been unaccustomed to Mo Yun. As a disciple of Zhufeng, Mo Yun ran to Songfeng all day long, and he was also friendly with Song Wangchen, whom he hated the most, and the most hateful thing was that Zhu Yuanzhi also preferred Mo Yun even more.

"Changqin, she's about to die, why are you still torturing her, why don't you just give her a good time?"

"Hmph, a demon is a demon, I can torture it as much as I want, I don't need you to preach, give it back to me."

Mo Yun stood up and asked, "If I pay you back, what are you going to do with her?"

"The monster I caught for the trial, naturally I was reluctant to let her die, of course I saved it and then continued the trial. ”

Zhu Changqin showed a playful smile, and the other disciples also laughed, "Haha..."

"Unreasonable", Mo Yun left with the snake demon after speaking.

"Senior brother, shall we just let him go?" Li Qingyuan asked cautiously.

Zhu Changqin didn't laugh angrily, his purpose was to let him take away the snake demon, and it was easy to get rid of Mo Yun, the thorn in his eye.

Half a day later, the news that Mo Yun had injured his fellow disciples for a snake demon had spread, and at this time, the three statues were interrogating Mo Yun who was kneeling on the ground.

Behind Mo Yun, in addition to Zhu Changqin and his party, there were also Zijian, Song Wangchen and Cheng Xiaorou. They are both inner disciples and future successors of Dusk Creek, so they are naturally here to listen to such things to set an example.

Cheng Jin was the first to ask: "Mo Yun, do you know what is wrong"?

"Mo Yun doesn't know what's wrong"?

"You took away the monster without permission, and you injured your fellow disciples, but you dare to say that you are not wrong"?

Mo Yun knew that Zhu Changqin was narrow-minded, but he didn't expect him to fabricate the facts. He looked at one of the injured disciples over there, and the disciple immediately cried out in pain.

"Back to Jin Songzun, Mo Yun took away the snake demon, but he didn't hurt his fellow disciples."

Zhu Changqin retorted: "You still dare to quibble, you forcibly took away the snake demon, and the junior brother reasoned with you, and you started to hurt him, these junior disciples have seen it with their own eyes."

Seeing this, Li Qingyuan immediately echoed: "Yes, we have all seen it, even if you hurt your junior brother, you still dare to deny it."

"Yes, we saw that too...", and several others chimed in.

"Could it be that all of us can't slander you, or do you think that the master is easy to deceive?" Zhu Changqin pressed forward step by step again, and this time no matter how Mo Yun tried to defend it, it would be useless.

Mo Yun also wanted to explain, Zhu Yuanzhi was already angry, stood up and ordered: "Mo Yun, hand over the snake demon." "Master, it's too late, I've let her go."

"You, you...", Zhu Yuanzhi pointed at him but was so angry that he couldn't speak. If he hands over the basilisan, he'll be able to find a way to keep him safe, but now...

"You talk nonsense, you can't let her go at all". Zhu Changqin knew that if he sent the snake demon away at this time, it would definitely die. Since Mo Yun saved it, he would definitely not let it die easily.

"Go, search for me". As soon as Zhu Yuanzhi gave an order, Zhu Changqin and his party came to Mo Yun's room and began to rummage through the cabinets, never letting go of any corner, but still found nothing.

"I reported to the master, but I didn't find it."

Mo Yun was always very calm, he had already put it into the cold spring to heal his wounds, the cold spring was bottomless, even if he sent someone to search for it, it was just in vain.

"Criminal, you dare to put it into the cold spring", Zhu Yuanzhi saw his calm appearance, and he had already guessed that he naturally understood the nature of his own apprentice.

Mo Yun didn't quibble, and replied respectfully: "Yes, please also ask the master to calm his anger."

"Okay, you're so bold, you hurt your fellow disciples, and left the monster in the cold spring, are you going to kill it now, and you will do it with me?"

"Mo Yun doesn't dare, please calm your anger."

"What else do you dare not do, it seems that you have never taken being a teacher in your eyes, nor have you taken Twilight Creek in your eyes. In this case, I will abolish your cultivation, and from now on, you will have nothing to do with me or Twilight."

Zhu Yuanzhi's words were resolute, but his heart was very reluctant. It's just that he is in charge of the Dusk Creek precepts, and if his disciples don't punish them for their mistakes, how can he be powerful in the future.

"Senior brother, this...", Cheng Jin couldn't bear to want to persuade a few words, but was stopped by Zhu Yuanzhi waving his hand. Cheng Jin looked at the people below, and didn't speak again after all.

Hearing this, Mo Yun suddenly stood up and glared at everyone: "Dare to ask Master, the Dusk River precept is that cultivators can trample on the lives of demons at will, even if that demon is just a woman who has no power to restrain chickens, even if they have never had the intention of harming others, then what is the difference between such cultivators and those demons who kill innocents indiscriminately?"

"Bastard, you actually compare us to demons, you...", Zhu Yuanzhi was speechless.

Mo Yun didn't stop, and continued to ask: "Dare to ask Master, the Dusk Creek Creation Sect has been more than a thousand years, how many people have ascended to immortals?"

As soon as he said this, everyone present was stunned. Indeed, no one in Duxi has risen for thousands of years, even the ancestor of Dusk Creek, Duhan, not to mention other immortal sects.

Seeing that no one answered, Mo Yun sneered: "Hehe, it's really ridiculous, then do you know why no one has soared?"

Seeing that no one answered, he continued: "That is because you are stubborn and stubborn, and you have only cared about eliminating demons for thousands of years, but you never care whether those demons deserve to die."

His words once again hit the hearts of the people, and everyone looked at each other, but no one refuted it.

Half a sound, Zhu Yuanzhi roared angrily: "It's nonsense, a demon is a demon, even if the demon doesn't hurt people at this time, how can you ensure that it won't hurt people in the future, people and demons have never been incompatible, how can you judge the thousand-year-old foundation of Dusk Creek."

"Master, have you ever heard of someone"?

"Who"?

"This person is Ling Cheng, the junior brother of the ancestor Duhan, thousands of years ago, he was sincere, and he only coexisted peacefully in the human world and the demon world. But he was persecuted to death by the ancestors and other immortal sects, otherwise, he would definitely become the first person in the immortal family to ascend."

Ling Cheng's affairs are taboo among the hundred sects, and not many people know about it, and only the previous heads of the twilight streams will be informed by the first head when they take over. And they all say that he disregarded the way of heaven and deserved it.

Mo Yun accidentally dropped an ancient book under the bookshelf when he went to the library once. When he was picking up a book, he accidentally found an ancient book full of dust, the book had long been worn out, but its contents were deeply attracted to Mo Yun.

It is an ancient book that records the deeds of Ling Cheng's life, Ling Cheng is extremely talented and chivalrous. Catching demons but not killing innocents indiscriminately, has always been the first to be degreed, sealed last, only the most heinous demons will he get rid of.

All he wanted in his life was peace in the world, but he was finally besieged by his senior brother and others, and he couldn't die well.

Mo Yun was filled with admiration, and since then he has been studying this book with him all day long.

It was at that time that Song Wangchen was seduced by him, and he happened to see the part where Ling Cheng sealed the Red Flame Golden Lin Beast, but the record of this paragraph in the book was vague, and he obviously didn't see it with his own eyes. He intended to read it again, but when he saw that this person was actually in love with the fox demon, he never touched the book again.

Later, this book suddenly disappeared, and Mo Yun gave up when he couldn't find it, but Ling Cheng lived in his heart from then on.

"Presumptuous, you dare to mention this great rebel in the main hall, and dare to insult the ancestors. Changqin, take him to the precept hall, and I will execute him myself." Zhu Yuanzhi trembled and spoke ruthlessly.

"Yes, Master".

Zhu Changqin stepped forward excitedly when he heard this, and Mo Yun shook off his hand and said, "Go away, I'll go by myself."

Since then, there has been no more clouds in Twilight, Song Wangchen has never said a word, he has never been able to believe that his best friend will one day go against him, and he has become more withdrawn since then.