One person, one leopard, entangled and intertwined plummeting into a hundred-zhang deep abyss.,Yes, he's in the private room on the second floor, with a faint sweet pear-scented candle burning in the corner; on the silver tray beside him, grapes and honeydew melon are still dripping with water.,Helingchuan half-closed his eyes: "Oh, Hei Shui City is short of immortals"。