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

The air was filled with smoke and the smell of blood.

Boss Sun was like a trapped beast, waving his machete like a madman.

His body was covered in blood, both from his enemies and his own.

Fan Mengmeng and Captain Chen led the last team members to form an encirclement, gradually narrowing the encirclement.

"Boss Sun, you can't run away!" Captain Chen roared, and the long knife in his hand flashed a cold light, heading straight for Boss Sun's face.

Boss Sun dodged the attack in a panic, his eyes filled with despair and madness.

"Even if I die, I will take you with me!" He roared and fought back with all his might.

Fan Mengmeng's eyes turned cold, and her figure flashed like lightning, appearing behind Boss Sun.

She no longer relied on modern weapons, but used the fighting skills she learned from Teng Junze to flexibly dodge Boss Sun's attacks, and at the same time, found the right moment to punch him in the back.

Boss Sun stumbled and spat out a mouthful of blood. He turned around and glared at Fan Mengmeng fiercely, his eyes full of hatred.

"You stinky girl!"

Fan Mengmeng ignored his insults and attacked again. She was agile and her moves were deadly. In front of her, Boss Sun was like a toyed mouse.

"Bang!" Fan Mengmeng kicked Boss Sun in the chest. He flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up again.

Seeing this, the remaining enemies completely lost their fighting spirit and knelt down to beg for mercy.

Captain Chen walked over to Fan Mengmeng, looked at the bodies scattered all over the ground, and breathed a sigh of relief. "It's finally over."

Fan Mengmeng nodded, but she didn't feel much joy. She looked up at the sky, as if she could see Teng Junze's figure through time and space.

"Mengmeng, what's wrong with you?" Captain Chen noticed that something was wrong with Fan Mengmeng.

Fan Mengmeng shook her head and said, "It's okay, I'm just a little tired." She clenched her fists and silently repeated Teng Junze's name in her heart.

She felt as if her strength had increased a little, because she knew that Teng Junze was also working hard for their future.

At the same time, the ancient transport team was struggling to move forward on the rugged mountain road.

After reading the contents of the letter, Zhou Biaotou's face became solemn.

"Junze, it seems we need to speed up."

Teng Junze nodded and scanned the surrounding environment with sharp eyes.

"There might be an ambush ahead." He jumped on his horse and drew his sword. "Everyone, be alert and prepare for battle!"

Elder Wu walked up to Teng Junze and whispered, "Sir, this batch of medicinal herbs is of great importance. We must deliver them safely."

Teng Junze said in a deep voice, "I know." He looked up into the distance, feeling uneasy.

"I hope everything goes well..." He suddenly reined in his horse, his eyes fixed on a flash of light in the woods ahead, "Something's happening!"

Fan Mengmeng kicked the last minion away and wiped the blood off her face. The bloodiness of the end of the world seemed to fade in her eyes, replaced by Teng Junze's gentle face.

She could feel that even though they were separated by time and space, they still had a mutual understanding and were working together for the future.

This made her feel full of strength, as if no difficulties could stop her from moving forward.

"Captain Chen, clean up the battlefield. It's time for us to leave." Her tone was firm and unquestionable.

In ancient times, on a rugged mountain road, Zhou Biaotou was injured again.

A poisoned arrow hit his left arm, and blood instantly dyed his clothes red.

He groaned, gritted his teeth and pulled out the poison arrow. After a simple bandage, he raised the long sword again.

"Brothers, don't be afraid! For Junze, for this batch of medicinal materials, we will fight!" He roared, his voice full of power, infecting everyone present.

Teng Junze's eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand was flying, like the god of death coming, reaping the lives of the enemies.

These bandits were obviously well prepared, with large numbers and well-trained, completely different from the previous mob.

They came like a tide, trying to completely submerge the transport convoy.

"Protect the medicinal materials!" Teng Junze shouted, and his figure shuttled through the crowd like a ghost, and every move he made was to take someone's life.

He had only one thought in his mind: to deliver this batch of medicinal herbs safely to its destination, for Mengmeng and for all people in the world.

Although Zhou Escort was injured in his left arm, he still fought bravely. His courage inspired the escorts, and they fought the enemy to the death like tigers descending from the mountains.

"Captain Zhou, your injury..." A young escort looked at Captain Zhou worriedly.

Zhou Biaotou grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. "This little injury is nothing! I can still fight!" He brandished his long sword and charged into the enemy formation once more.

The battle intensified, blood staining the mountain road red and the air thick with the smell of blood. Teng Junze and Zhou Biaotou stood back to back, resisting the enemy's attack.

"Junze, it seems that we are in great danger this time..." Zhou Biaotou panted, with a hint of tragedy in his tone.

Teng Junze didn't say anything, but his eyes became more determined.

He gripped the sword tightly in his hand and silently recited Fan Mengmeng's name in his heart.

He knew that he couldn't fall, he had to hold on for their future...

Suddenly, a burst of rapid horse hoofbeats came from afar... Teng Junze narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound, "That's..."

Dust flew up and the sound of horse hooves shook the valley like thunder.

The arrivals were a team of cavalrymen dressed in black uniforms. They were like a black whirlwind, sweeping across the battlefield in an instant.

The leader was wearing a black cloak, with a stern face and a long sword in his hand flashing with cold light. He was the leader of the Teng family's secret guards, Ying.

"Young Master Junze!" Ying jumped off the horse and knelt on one knee.

Teng Junze nodded slightly, "Ying, you've arrived just in time. We'll wipe out all these bandits, leaving no one alive!"

"Yes, sir!" Ying stood up, swung his sword, and the secret guards behind him shot into the enemy formation like arrows.

These well-trained secret guards had combat capabilities far exceeding those of ordinary bandits, and their joining instantly reversed the situation of the battle.

Escort Captain Zhou breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the secret guards descend like divine soldiers from the sky. Holding on to his weakened body, he said to the escorts around him, "Brothers, reinforcements have arrived! We've won!"

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the bandits fled in all directions.

Teng Junze's eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand mercilessly harvested the fleeing enemies.

He knew that these people must die, otherwise there would be endless trouble.

On the mountain road, blood flowed like a river and corpses were everywhere.

At the same time, in the ruins of the apocalypse, Fan Mengmeng had already set a trap, waiting for Boss Sun to fall into it.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Boss Sun became frightened and wanted to escape.

In a panic, he stepped into the trap set by Fan Mengmeng in advance. He fell down instantly and was trapped by the barbs and iron nets.

"Ah!" Boss Sun let out a scream and struggled to climb out, but found that everything was in vain.

He looked up at Fan Mengmeng who was standing on the edge of the trap, his eyes filled with despair and fear.

Fan Mengmeng looked down at him, a sneer on her lips. "Boss Sun, the game is over."

She turned and left without looking at Boss Sun again. He knew that there was only one end for Boss Sun, and that was death.

Captain Chen walked forward, took a look at Boss Sun who was trapped in the trap, and couldn't help but shudder.

His awe of Fan Mengmeng deepened even more.

This seemingly weak girl is actually extremely strong inside and her methods are extremely cruel.

"Captain Chen, it's time for us to leave." Fan Mengmeng's voice sounded not far away.

Captain Chen quickly followed

In ancient times, Teng Junze looked at the corpses all over the ground, but he did not feel any joy in his heart.

He knew that this was just the beginning and greater challenges were yet to come.

He looked up into the distance with a determined look in his eyes.

"Let's go!" He jumped on his horse and led the team forward.

Elder Wu stood at the door of the warehouse, anxiously waiting. He watched the team gradually approaching from a distance and prayed silently in his heart: The medicinal materials must arrive safely!

Teng Junze rode up to Elder Wu and dismounted, "Elder Wu, I'm glad I've fulfilled your mission."

Elder Wu excitedly shook Teng Junze's hand and said, "Master Junze, thank you for your hard work!"

Teng Junze smiled slightly, "For Mengmeng, this little bit of hard work is nothing." He paused, then continued, "Prepare to activate the formation..."

The ancient formation was activated, light flickered, and strange energy fluctuations filled the air.

Teng Junze carefully placed the herbs in the center of the formation, while Elder Wu chanted ancient spells beside him.

After a moment, the herbs disappeared.

At the same time, in the ruins of the apocalypse, a wooden box suddenly appeared in front of Fan Mengmeng. It was the medicinal materials sent from ancient times.

Captain Chen looked at this magical scene with shock in his eyes.

Fan Mengmeng raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a smug smile.

"We've dealt with Boss Sun and got the herbs. Now it's our turn to meet those so-called 'big shots'." Her eyes were sharp and her tone was cold.

In ancient times, Teng Junze looked at the empty center of the formation, and a stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

He knew that Mengmeng would definitely receive these medicinal herbs, which was more important to him than anything else.

"Ying," Teng Junze ordered in a deep voice, "continue to strengthen patrols and protect our passage. Don't let anyone destroy it!" Ying took the order and disappeared into the night.

Teng Junze looked up at the sky and prayed silently in his heart: Mengmeng, wait for me, I will come to you soon.

At the apocalyptic base, Fan Mengmeng was counting medicinal herbs when suddenly, a team member ran in with a panicked look on his face.

"Sister Fan, something bad has happened..."