Xiu Xian: I Am Really a Farmer

What? Is my dog ​​a mythical animal? Zhang Yu: You are wrong. This is a little native dog. What? Am I a superior immortal? Zhang Yu: Impossible, absolutely impossible. I am just a farmer. ... War God General: Master, just accept me as your disciple! The Emperor of the Empire: My dear son-in-law, the position of Imperial Master has been prepared for you. Xiuxian Menting: Boss, please let us hug your thigh. Zhang Yu is very depressed. I am really just a small farmer growing vegetables. I usually raise chickens, play dogs, and walk birds. You don't want to come over.