Qi Yan's words dug a big hole in Mas' heart, making him feel suffocated.

Does he really hate this man? Can he represent the main star of Shuta whom he hates? If he dies... can he really live in peace and not feel guilty in the future?

The nine-year-old Mas is at an ignorant age. Although he is young, some sincere and kind ideas have taken root in his heart. His intuition tells him that he can't give up Qi Yan. He shouldn't be that kind of person!

"I won't leave--" Mas shouted, "You, you are just a soldier, I, I hate the leader of Shuta Main Star!"

Qi Yan's eyes flashed with a gleam of surprise. He never thought that a child under ten years old would have such courage.

"...Thank you, Ma Si." Qi Yan rubbed his head: "But you should leave first. If you want to save me, go find someone." The roar was so loud, it must be a big gang. The more people there are, the greater the chance of winning.

Ma Si frowned and nodded after a long time: "Then, then I will find someone to save you!" After

the words fell, the sound in the bushes became louder, and Qi Yan could hear heavy breathing, getting closer and closer...

Qi Yan put one hand on Ma Si's shoulder, ready to quickly push Ma Si to the direction of the path at the right moment to give him a running boost.

"Ma Si--!"

A familiar call suddenly came from the bushes. Qi Yan was stunned, and Ma Si was also stunned.

"Mars——! That what…" The other party's voice behind him sounded somewhat annoyed: "…Yan?!"

Qi Yan: "…" What can I do? I really want to laugh. This target of the strategy has not even remembered my name.

Mars' eyes lit up and he shouted: "Doniel!"

The bushes were pushed aside, revealing Doniel's tall figure. At this moment, he looked a little wolfish, with small branches and dead leaves on his head and shoulders that were broken by brute force. It was obvious that he had been traveling in the bushes in the vast night for a long time.

Seeing him like this, Qi Yan finally couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Mas couldn't help it either. He covered his stomach with one hand and laughed out loud like a silver bell: "Hahaha! Doniel, you look so silly! Hahahahaha..."

Doniel was also stunned when he saw the two of them. Then his face turned slightly red and he glared at Mas shyly: "Don't laugh!"

"Hahahahahahahaha!"

"You little bastard!" Doniel got angry. He walked over and grabbed Mas' neck, rubbing his head: "Don't laugh!"

"Pfft..." Qi Yan couldn't help it. He covered his mouth and turned away: "Hahaha..."

Doniel paused from rubbing his head and turned around: "What are you laughing at? You are not allowed to laugh!"

"Oh, Doniel, you idiot are so domineering! Why don't you let us laugh!" Mas wailed under Doniel's hands: "Doniel is an idiot! Idiot, idiot!"

The consequence of resisting was that he was beaten by Doniel, until Mas's fluffy hair turned into a chicken nest, Doniel let him go.

Coughing lightly, as if trying to regain his dignity, Doniel said to the two of them: "Let's go, let's go back to the tree house."

Mas followed him naturally and beautifully. After walking for a while, they found that Qi Yan did not follow.

Doniel turned around and saw Qi Yan standing there, staring blankly at the direction behind him.

"Hey, what are you doing?!" Doniel shouted, "You don't want to run away, do you? Then I advise you not to have such a fantasy."

Hearing his call, Qi Yan turned his head and said, "I can't go back now. I have things to do." Qi Yan pursed his lips and decided to tell Doniel his thoughts, "This decision is very risky. You can choose whether to come with me."

Doniel frowned, glanced at Mars, and then looked at Qi Yan.

"You come with me to send Mars back, and I will accompany you."

Qi Yan thought about it and shook his head, "This night will soon be over. Time is limited. I'm afraid I can't accompany you to send Mars back."

"Time is limited?" Doniel looked at Qi Yan suspiciously, "I don't want to listen to your strange remarks."

As Doniel spoke, a piercing cry sounded again.

Qi Yan looked towards the crystal blue hills reflexively, with a flash of anxiety in his eyes.

"I didn't lie to you, you can bring Mas with you. I wasn't sure just now, but I am sure now. After tonight, the chance of the earth ringing again will be gone forever!"

After saying that, Qi Yan ran back.

Mas didn't understand, but still said to Doniel, "There is a very large and bright stone lamp in that direction!"

"Stone lamp?" Doniel's mind flashed, "Is it the crystal source?"

"No, no." Mas shook his head, "I've seen the crystal source. The crystal source is red, but it is blue."

Doniel pondered for a moment, and suddenly held Mas' hand tightly, "Mas, do you believe me?"

Mas nodded, "I believe Doniel!"

Doniel smiled proudly, "Then can I take you on an adventure tonight?"

Mas' eyes were bright, revealing fearless expectations, "Okay!"

The child was no longer afraid, because with Doniel there, he was like a god of war in the child's heart. As long as he was there, nothing was scary, and nothing could get past this tall man to hurt himself.

This is Doniel, who is trusted by the Samod people without reservation, even though he is such a young child.

The two of them caught up with Qi Yan, and their destination was the crystal blue hills.

Doniel was shocked. He traveled all over the galaxy, although he didn't visit every planet, but there was nothing as shiny as the crystal source.

"What is this?" Doniel walked forward and stretched out his hand to touch the crystal.

"Don't move!" Qi Yan stopped him: "This is spring water."

"Spring water?" Doniel was stunned: "How can this be a spring water?"

"I was wrong..." Qi Yan suddenly smiled with satisfaction: "The rumbling of the earth, the water tide hitting the crater, and the gushing spring water is not liquid spring water, but crystals like this."

Although the extinct volcano will not erupt and cause harm, it still has a certain amount of heat. The spring water and the hot air evaporate, and only a small amount turns into steam and rises above the ground. When it encounters the cold air, it gradually turns into a crystal.

As long as the temperature reaches a certain level, the crystal will turn into spring water, and merge with the volcanic material to produce a fascinating mystery - the Fountain of Youth.

"Doniel." Qi Yan's eyes lit up: "Give me your coat."

Doniel was wearing a shirt and a coat. The coat was not very thick, and it was perfect for wrapping the crystal.

"It's better not to make me doubt you." Doniel took off his coat half-heartedly and handed it to Qi Yan.

Qi Yan wrapped a protruding crystal with his coat, and gently broke it, and the crystal fell into the coat. After holding it for a while, his hands were already a little wet, and that was where the Fountain of Youth melted.

With joy in his heart, Qi Yan shouted happily to Doniel: "This is the Fountain of Youth!"