Sweetness will make people feel better. Zhao Qingyuan, who has never eaten a cream cake, is deeply touched. The sweetness can penetrate into people's souls.

It was delicious, he stuffed the butter cake into his mouth without stopping. The small piece of cake was enough for him to eat. In a moment, the butter cake in the plate in his hand disappeared into his stomach.

"Get the happiness value from Zhao Qingyuan 10!"

"So delicious! This cake will definitely make people crazy." Zhao Qingyuan sighed with a happy face, licking the cream on the fork.

Lu Chen nodded with deep emotion, let alone this world where even food is lacking.

Even though there are all kinds of delicacies in my previous life, many foodies still cannot resist the sweet taste of the cream cake.

After eating the small cake on the table, Zhao Qingyuan looked at the cake in the basket with resentment and said, "This cake is so delicious, I'm afraid I can't control myself."

It's really hard to serve the boss!

Lu Chen still breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the time was too fast. I asked Liu Tianyou and Xu Qian to bake more for Zhao Qingyuan later.

"I'll do more in the future and treat it as a snack for you." Lu Chen smiled.

"Well, this idea is good, so let's do it first!" Although Zhao Qingyuan was very interested in the cream cake, he also knew that Lu Chen's daughter's birthday was about to be around. Since Lu Chen said he would make more, he nodded with satisfaction.

The two talked about the birthday party again, and then Zhao Qingyuan remembered the purpose of this time.

"Your cultivation has grown too fast, which is not a good thing. If you are discovered by someone who is interested, your situation will be in a bad state."

When Lu Chen heard Zhao Qingyuan's words, he was shocked.

Lu Chen's thoughts instantly passed by countless thoughts. Thinking that his cultivation should not be anything in Zhao Qingyuan's eyes, he felt relieved.

"I don't know why my cultivation has grown so fast. Could it be because of injury?" Lu Chen sighed,

What Lu Chen didn't expect was that Zhao Qingyuan himself had made up for an explanation. Lu Chen's memory was sealed and his cultivation disappeared.

The person who sealed Lu Chen's memory must have hated Lu Chen very much. He could endure it and not kill anyone. He must have wanted Lu Chen to leave pain and let him experience the pain in the world.

Maybe that person never dreamed that Lu Chen would survive and his body would return to his original state, and his cultivation would also recover as his body recovered.

As for how Lu Chen is good, Zhao Qingyuan is not willing to go into it. After all, everyone has secrets.

"Then do you still remember the situation in the dream art?" Zhao Qingyuan continued to ask after a moment of silence.

Lu Chen was stunned when he heard this and shook his head with a slight sigh.

Lu Chen's mind was blank now. He only knew that he had drawn a woman's outline, and other memories disappeared completely.

"All forgot?" Zhao Qingyuan frowned. The person who sealed Lu Chen's memory had too high cultivation, and he was not sure of unraveling Lu Chen's memory.

"I only remember one thing. I drew a painting yesterday, but I don't know what it means." Lu Chen handed the close-fitting painting to Zhao Qingyuan.

Zhao Qingyuan took the painting and looked at it, but he couldn't see anything.

"My dream comeback will open your memory gate a little, maybe this woman is your most important person." Zhao Qingyuan guessed.

"Important person?" Lu Chen frowned when he heard this. It must be an important person, mother?

It is impossible. Is that woman so young, could she be her sister or sister?

Why does Lu Chen feel a hint of sweetness and sadness appear in his heart every time he sees this outline?

Could it be his wife? Lu Chen's expression became weird. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, and finally closed his mouth again.

Maybe he had never had a girlfriend before, and his memory was sealed, so he actually forgot that Yaoyao and her mother.

Damn, what's this called?

Lu Chen was very curious about what Yaoyao's mother looked like, but looking at her daughter, she must be a great beauty.

Lu Chen thought of several classic novel plots in his mind. The poor boy elopes with the eldest lady? Was he discovered?

Or is it a sword to snatch love?

Unfortunately, all this was all his imagination. Those who cut off Lu Chen's tendons and destroyed his dantian and still retained his life would definitely have a deep hatred for him.

Lu Chen also had a deep question: If he really had a deep hatred, why would his daughter not be hurt?

Things are too strange, the truth is drowned in time, and the rest is speculation.

"Senior brother, can the dream comedy be used?" Lu Chen turned around and asked when he thought of this.

"The Dream Return of the World involves the human soul and can only be used once a month. Using it too frequently can cause mental disorder and will also cause memory loss." Zhao Qingyuan shook his head and refused, but when he saw Lu Chen's firm gaze, he couldn't help but sigh.

"If you insist, I will use it again. You'd better see some of your appearance characteristics so that it's easy to find them." Zhao Qingyuan warned.

"Don't worry, I will draw it as soon as possible." Lu Chen nodded, and he found some paper and pen.

"I'm afraid someone disturbs me here, please follow me." Zhao Qingyuan said as he reached out to grab Lu Chen's shoulder. Before he could react, the scenery in front of him changed instantly.

The yellow sand whistles, the sand dunes roll in the distance, and the wind and sand roll.

Where is this? Lu Chen was full of question marks.

"This is my spiritual world, let's start." Zhao Qingyuan looked around.

"Then I'll be thankful for my senior brother." Lu Chen bowed his hand after hearing this.

"Then you close your eyes and concentrate and calm your energy, and you will be able to return to your dreams!"

Zhao Qingyuan reached out to Lu Chen's eyebrows, and the light shone brightly on his eyebrows, and Lu Chen felt the familiar feeling of weightlessness again.

Just now, I was in the desert, and the scenery around me changed and I returned to the dark and deep starry sky.

This time, after gaining experience, Lu Chen calmed down and looked around at the starry sky.

After a moment, the sound of killing sounded again in my ears. Perhaps because Lu Chen was prepared, the picture seemed much clearer.

The magic is brilliant, and the sound of killing is shouting all day long.

There were dense runes blooming around countless magic weapons, colliding with each other, and the whole sky was blood red, as if the end of the world was coming.

As time goes by, countless powerful cultivators fall one by one, and human lives disappear in the air like fireworks.

Lu Chen seemed to be a passerby, standing quietly beside him and watching everything happen.

Where is this? Lu Chen frowned. This was a tragic battlefield. He could vaguely see that one side was a cultivator, and the other side was too far away to see clearly.

Unfortunately, the pretty and charming back appeared again not long after the picture in front of me. This time it became much clearer. Lu Chen stared at him with wide eyes, but unfortunately he still couldn't see his face clearly.

Why is this happening? Lu Chen frowned. Fortunately, he was prepared and kept looking for something special on the Qianying.

Time slipped away minute by minute, and Lu Chen found a shaking jade pendant on the Qianying, with green and carved handwritings on it.

Lu Chen subconsciously wanted to look over, but he knew that just after seeing a few strokes, the figure was like glass being smashed by a stone, instantly turning into countless pieces and disappearing.

Before he could feel regretful, he saw a man with a bearded man with a cruel face appearing in front of him, with cruel eyes showing his eyes. He held the fiery red flame sword in his hand and strode towards him.

"Hmph, you touched someone you shouldn't have touched and should have killed you, but Young Master is so kind to spare your life... Humph!" The bearded man sneered, and the flames in his hand waved at Lu Chen's hands and feet.

The wrists and ankles seemed to be burned by fire, and severe pain was transmitted to Lu Chen's mind.

That moment happened again, Lu Chen endured the pain and endured it hard.

Zhao Qingyuan, who was casting spells outside, couldn't help frowning. He felt Lu Chen's mental fluctuations in a crazy way, fearing that his memory would be damaged, so he quickly ended the spell.

"Huhuhu!" Lu Chen felt the picture in front of him breaking in an instant and returned to the kitchen again.

The burning pain of the flame seemed to be raging on the wrists and ankles. Lu Chen was sweating profusely and was in extremely bad spirits.

"Are you okay?" Zhao Qingyuan asked with concern, not expecting that Lu Chen's mood was so fluctuating.

"It's okay." Lu Chen gasped, and after a while, he remembered something. He quickly found paper and pen, lay on the table and started drawing. He wanted to draw everything he saw while his memory disappeared.

After a while, Lu Chen drew everything he saw. After he finished drawing, he sat on the bench and gasped, his energy was exhausted and he felt like he was about to die.

"All these are your memories?" Zhao Qingyuan walked over and asked curiously.

"Yes." Lu Chen nodded and handed the drawing paper to Zhao Qingyuan.

"This...this is..." Zhao Qingyuan looked at the drawn pictures on the paper and his face became strange.
Chapter completed!