End of the World Crisis, My Husband is from Ancient Times

Fan Mengmeng pointed to the depths of the cave, where a stone door was faintly visible. "Look!"

What is hidden behind the stone gate?

The two approached cautiously, Teng Junze drew his sword and walked in front, and Fan Mengmeng followed closely behind.

Pushing open the heavy stone door, a smell of decay hit me in the face, and what came into view was a deep passage.

The walls on both sides of the passage were engraved with strange symbols, flashing with eerie light.

"Be careful, Mengmeng." Teng Junze gripped the sword tightly in his hand and looked around vigilantly.

As they went deeper into the passage, the air became increasingly cold and damp.

At the end of the passage, there was a wide underground space.

There were all kinds of strange-looking instruments placed here, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of medicine.

There were some broken clothes and bones scattered on the ground, which was chilling.

"Where...is this place?" Fan Mengmeng covered her nose, her face pale.

"It seems that we have found their lair." A cold light flashed in Teng Junze's eyes.

The two began to search the underground space carefully, hoping to find some clues about the mysterious organization.

However, they found nothing except those macabre items.

The clues seemed to have been deliberately erased, leaving people confused.

Just when they were about to give up, Fan Mengmeng suddenly found that there was something strange about a pattern on the wall.

"Junze, look!"

Teng Junze looked in the direction of Fan Mengmeng's finger and saw that the pattern on the wall was not a simple decoration, but a map!

There are several important locations marked on the map, one of which is the cave they are in.

"It seems that we are getting closer and closer to the truth." Teng Junze's tone was filled with excitement.

However, just as they were about to study the map further, they suddenly heard hurried footsteps.

somebody is coming!

Teng Junze quickly protected Fan Mengmeng behind him and stared at the entrance vigilantly.

Several men in black appeared at the entrance, holding weapons and staring at the two men fiercely.

"It seems that we have been discovered." Teng Junze sneered and drew his sword to meet the enemy.

A fierce battle unfolded in the small space.

Teng Junze is a martial arts expert. He fought against several men in black alone and was not at all at a disadvantage.

Fan Mengmeng assisted him and used the survival skills she learned from the apocalypse to cause a lot of trouble for the man in black.

Despite their desperate resistance, the men in black continued to pour in and the situation became increasingly critical.

At this moment, Fan Mengmeng suddenly heard a familiar shout coming from outside.

"Meng Meng! Jun Ze!"

It was a friend they knew well! However, this voice made their hearts sink.

"Oh no, they attacked the people around us!" Fan Mengmeng's face changed drastically.

A hint of worry flashed in Teng Junze's eyes, but he knew that now was not the time to be distracted.

He must first deal with the enemy in front of him before he can protect their friends.

The battle became more and more intense, and both Fan Mengmeng and Teng Junze were injured.

Just when they were about to collapse, the men in black suddenly stopped attacking and retreated quickly.

"What's going on?" Fan Mengmeng looked at Teng Junze in confusion.

Teng Junze shook his head, feeling vaguely uneasy.

"They must be planning a bigger conspiracy..." He said in a deep voice, "Mengmeng, we have to hurry..." He suddenly stopped and his eyes fell on the ancient book in Fan Mengmeng's hand.

The ancient book in Fan Mengmeng's hand is one of the ones she brought back from ancient times.

At this moment, the pages of the book turned quickly without wind, and finally stopped at a page with a strange pattern drawn on it.

Fan Mengmeng's heart moved, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity came over her.

She stretched out her fingers and gently stroked the patterns on the pages. A warm current flowed from her fingertips into her body, and a strange memory suddenly emerged in her mind.

This memory does not belong to her, but to the original owner of the ancient book.

In the memory fragment, an old man in ancient robes was muttering to himself in front of the pattern, muttering some obscure spells.

Suddenly, the pattern emitted a dazzling light, and the old man smiled with joy: "Finally found...their weakness..."

weakness!

Fan Mengmeng was shocked. Could this pattern be the weakness of the mysterious organization?

She immediately told Teng Junze about her discovery.

Teng Junze looked at the pattern on the page, his brow furrowed. After a moment of contemplation, a glint flashed in his eyes: "I see! No wonder they have been hiding and not daring to confront us head-on."

They no longer waited passively, but took the initiative to attack. According to the marks on the map, they found another stronghold of the mysterious organization - an ancient temple hidden in the deep mountains and forests.

There was a strange atmosphere surrounding the temple, and the air seemed to be filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.

Teng Junze, Fan Mengmeng and their friends approached the temple cautiously.

The temple gate was closed, and two ferocious-looking stone statues stood on both sides of the gate, as if silently warning invaders.

"We're ready!" everyone answered in unison, their tone full of determination.

Teng Junze took a deep breath and pushed open the temple door.

"Squeak--" With a harsh friction sound, the heavy wooden door slowly opened, and a cold breath rushed in.

It was pitch black inside the temple, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

Suddenly, a little fire lit up in the darkness, and then more and more torches were lit, illuminating the entire temple.

The leader of the mysterious organization, a mysterious man wearing a black robe and his face hidden in the shadows, appeared in front of everyone.

Behind him stood a group of men in black, all holding weapons and with fierce eyes.

"I didn't expect you could find this place." The mysterious man's voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the depths of hell.

"Your conspiracy ends here!" Teng Junze said coldly, and the long sword in his hand made a buzzing sound, as if it couldn't wait to drink blood.

The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and the eyes of both sides met in the air, colliding with fierce sparks.

Fan Mengmeng tightly grasped the ancient book in her hands, feeling the warmth coming from the pages, and silently said in her heart: "Everything depends on you..." Teng Junze took a step forward, pointing his sword at the mysterious man, "Today, let's make it a break!"

Teng Junze's figure was like a ghost, and the long sword in his hand turned into silver light, heading straight for the mysterious leader.

He led the charge, his sword moves were sharp, and every blow was extremely accurate. The men in black could not get close to him at all.

Screams rang out one after another, the men in black fell one by one, and the defense line of the mysterious organization quickly collapsed.

Fan Mengmeng was not idle either. She took out a small device from her backpack and pressed a button. The device emitted a strange electromagnetic wave, interfering with the mysterious organization's communication equipment.

The connections between the men in black were cut off, they fell into chaos, and their combat effectiveness dropped sharply.

Teng Junze seized the opportunity, turned the sword and went straight for the mysterious leader.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the leader's eyes flashed with viciousness. He suddenly took out a black ball from his arms and threw it into the air.

"Be careful!" Fan Mengmeng exclaimed, recognizing that it was a powerful bomb developed by a mysterious organization.

At the critical moment, Teng Junze flew up and split the black sphere with a sword.

The sphere exploded in the air with a deafening explosion, but the power was much smaller than expected.

It turned out that Fan Mengmeng had anticipated that the leader would use this trick and had tampered with the bomb in advance.

When the smoke from the explosion cleared, the mysterious leader saw that his last trump card had been exposed. His face turned pale and he collapsed to the ground in despair.

Teng Junze slowly walked up to him, the tip of his sword pointed at his throat, "Your conspiracy is over."

At this moment, the ancient book in Fan Mengmeng's hand glowed again, and the patterns on the pages seemed to come alive, spinning and dancing.

The pattern eventually turned into a beam of light and shot towards the mysterious leader.

The leader let out a shrill scream, his body gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared without a trace.

As the leader disappeared, the men in black fell to the ground one after another, as if they had lost the strength to support them.

Fan Mengmeng closed the ancient book and looked at Teng Junze with a strange light in her eyes.

"Jun Ze..." She spoke slowly, "I seem to...remember something..."

The joy of victory surged like a tide. Teng Junze threw away the bloody sword in his hand and hugged Fan Mengmeng in his arms.

Deafening cheers broke out all around, and friends hugged each other excitedly to celebrate this hard-earned victory.

Fan Mengmeng hugged Teng Junze tightly, her eyes blurred with tears, but they could not hide the light of happiness in her eyes.

These tears contain the relief of surviving the disaster, the longing for the future, and the deep affection for the man in front of me.

At this moment, the dilapidated temple seemed to have new life. The sunlight came in through the broken roof and shone on them, as if blessing them.

But Fan Mengmeng felt a faint sense of unease in her heart. She thought of the fragments of memories that emerged from the ancient books and the prophecies that the old man had muttered...

Will the world really become peaceful after the fusion of time and space?

"Mengmeng, what's wrong?" Teng Junze noticed something was wrong with Fan Mengmeng, gently stroked her hair, and asked softly.

Fan Mengmeng raised her head and looked into Teng Junze's deep eyes. An inexplicable uneasiness surged in her heart, "I... I always feel that things are not completely over yet..." Before she finished her words, the ground suddenly began to shake violently, and cracks appeared on the walls of the temple.

Everyone looked around in horror, not understanding what was happening.

"Not good!" Teng Junze's face changed drastically, and he grabbed Fan Mengmeng's hand, "Let's get out of here!"

They rushed out of the crumbling temple and were stunned by the scene before them: the earth cracked, magma gushed out, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and the whole world seemed to have fallen into a doomsday scene.

"This is..." Fan Mengmeng muttered to herself as she looked at this sudden change.

Teng Junze held Fan Mengmeng's hand tightly, his eyes firm, "Don't be afraid, Mengmeng, I will protect you!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded in their ears: "It seems that a new game has begun..."