Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 3025

Hell Hounds?

Quincy's heart skipped a beat. Her legs weakened, and she dared not act rashly.

Darryl took a deep breath and yelled at the people who were trapped in the valley. "Find a way to get out of there!"

He noticed that the area surrounded by those big trees was the range of those Hell Hounds. They would be safe if they were out of that zone.

Many people were shocked and ashamed when they heard Darryl's voice again.

Darryl was right; there was a problem with the valley.

However, they laughed and brushed him off like he was a lunatic.

They knew they should cooperate in trying to get out of the area, but there were too many Hell Hounds there—hundreds of them.

They had tried several times but failed. They were in a panic.

"What do we do?"

"Are we going to die here?"

"I don't want to die!"

Many of them became desperate.

Quincy frowned and stomped anxiously. "Darryl, think of something!"

"You are the dignified South Cloud World's eldest princess!" Darryl smiled and said, "Furthermore, you were the one who found that place, so you should find everybody a solution."

Quincy was too full of herself, and Darryl had to teach her a lesson.

He also frowned. He was racking his brain for countermeasures.

"You—"Quincy growled at him.

Why was Darryl contemplating when the situation was so bad?

Darryl grabbed two people with one hand, dashed out of the black mist, and then returned to rescue the others.

Darryl had rescued more than half of the people trapped in the valley in less than a minute.

Finally, Weston was the only one who left.

Thus!

Darryl landed on the ground and wiped the sweat from his face. "I'm exhausted; let me take a break!"

"What? Sect Master Darby! Help, I'm still trapped here!"

Weston was fighting against the Hell Hounds alone amidst the black mist; he almost cried. He had exhausted his internal energy; his face was pale.

Darryl did not seem to hear him.

'F*ck! Weston has always worked against me. This is such a good opportunity to let him suffer a little while longer.'